tell me what you make of this poem?

Question

It's Me, Your Lolita
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I'll be your Lolita one more night,
And we don't have to tell a soul.

And we shall dance.

We shall dance to the
Music in our heads,
The melodious tune
Our hearts play together.

And we shall dance to the
Dissonance of their disapproval,
So mocking and spiteful.

And we shall dance to the sound
Of police sirens blaring,
As the guns fall out,
And silence fills the air.

And we shall dance,
One last time.

We shall dance.

It's me, your Lolita.

Answer 1

You aren't going to win many accolades with this subject matter, but, at the risk of being suspected of angling for points, I think it is mostly very good. The part I think falls down is "As the guns fall out, And silence fills the air." Does that fit? And how do guns result in silence? But, other than that, if you accept that Lolitaism probably exists, and if you accept that anything that exists is fair game for expression, then my opinion is that you have done something quite good. Could you do as well with another subject? I think you would get a fairer evaluation of your ability.

Answer 2

It begs the question:
What's the difference between prose and poetry?

There was an old woman from glass,
Who went into the water up to her knees.

That's prose; had she gone in any farther, it would be poetry.

Answer 3

~I would tell you, but since you're looking for someone to stroke you and you're little effort, I can't in good conscience.

Answer 4

nice way of hidin yur dirty act

Answer 5

Really good keep writing....

Answer 6

Not too bad...