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Ah, the critic – the one whose words can slice through the heart of an artist like a sharp blade. But fear not, for in this collection of poems, we explore the complex relationship we have with those who critique. Whether you’re the subject of their scrutiny or the one wielding the pen, these verses will surely resonate with you. So dive in and unravel the layers of emotions tied to someone who is a critic. Let the words dance on the page, revealing truths that only poetry can capture.
Sharp-Eyed Judge
Your gaze, a piercing dart,
Critic’s mind, a discerning art.
In every flaw, in every praise,
You find the truth, cut through the haze.
Through your words, clarity springs,
In your voice, honesty rings.
Truth Seeker
Your quest, a noble cause,
Critic’s role, without pause.
In every piece, in every form,
You seek the truth, through the storm.
Through your insight, paths are clear,
In your judgment, no more fear.
Discerning Eye
Your eye, a searching beam,
Critic’s view, like a dream.
In every work, in every act,
You seek the core, simple fact.
Through your critique, growth is sparked,
In your wisdom, we’re embarked.
The Critic’s Eye
In your gaze, a world would see,
Stories told in your scrutiny.
Your critique, a force so true,
Turned my clear skies into grey hue.
With every word, a bond was strained,
Turning my hopes into pain.
The critic’s eye, fierce and clear,
Brought a shadow that lingered near.
Your presence, a symbol of your might,
Turned my heart to endless night.
In your gaze, I found my way,
Turning darkness into day.
With every critique, a strength was sown,
Turning my fears into stone.
The critic’s eye, forever near,
Brought wisdom through the tear.
The Review Keeper
In your gaze, a bond was shattered,
Turning my dreams into scattered.
Your critique, a gift so stark,
Turned my light into dark.
With every word, a lesson learned,
Turning my worries into earned.
The review keeper, fierce and bold,
Turned my calm into uncontrolled.
Through your gaze, I found my stride,
To turn your night into guide.
With every critique, a strength was grown,
Turning my fears into stone.
Through your scrutiny, I found my song,
A melody where I belong.
The review keeper, forever dear,
Brought clarity through the cheer.
Critic’s Eye
In the sharpness of your gaze,
Lies a scrutiny that does amaze.
Each flaw you find, each review you give,
Turns my heart to a place live.
Your criticism, a guiding light,
Turns the darkest night bright.
With every critique, every cheer,
You make the details clear.
Your eye, a gentle wave,
In your presence, I am brave.
In your review, I find my cheer,
With you, life is clear.
Forever critiquing, forever bright,
In your eye, pure delight.
