The beginning is cliche, in other words, and can be noted in countless other pieces.

It's not exactly plagiarising, but zodiac likes to get the rankerfolk all rawled up... It's good fun, getting people all defensive... anyway, you can do better than that.

Dunce, Dimwit, Dullard, Half-wit, Nit-wit, Twit, Changeling, Cretin, Simpleton, Fool, Idiot, Imbecile, Moron, Dolt, Pudden-head, Fuddy-duddy, Gasbag, Windbag, Nudnik, Platitudinarian (for your thesaurophilac moments), Fuckhead, Shithead, Pinhead, Blockhead, Bonehead, Knucklehead, Loggerhead, Lunkhead, Muttonhead, Dunderhead, Numskull, Lame, Lamer, Boob, Doofus, Dope, Dumb-bell, Dummy, Muggins, Nincompoop, Idiot Savant, Ninny, Sap, Scatterbrain, Sheepling, Underling, Tomfool, Subnormal, Twerp, Jack-ass, Fag, Stupid, Wally, Bow'ls

and finally, (*whooo*) RETARD.

Maybe that'll give you more variety when feeling the urge to say "your stupid" in an intentionally "baffling" way so as to allow your victim to offer emphasis to your sentiments.

Wally? You fuckin homo.

Why does that comment have such a sarcastic effect on me...
spank my ass, stop kissing it.

Or atleast get down, dirty 'n constructive. Throw me a freakin bone here man. Ten has lost its almighty value due to an efflusion of counterfeit. (curse my verbosity cane...)

Thank you for not kissing my hairy pimpled ass with a ten. I felt like no one was going to be honest, or objective with the critique... trying to balance it out with Darkie regurgitating his rotating list of english idioms for the phrase "you're retarded." isn't all-together pleasant.

It's pitiful when you get tens for something you wrote which you yourself can not rate higher than eight. Feels like folks are proffering gifts of peace to curb my wicked mood swings from belittling their posts.

I think I'm due for a general public ranker flogging...
Darkie keeping vigilance with his embrowned maturity harness queers the otherwise benefitial by-product of the whole ordeal.

Do you call everything that you can't understand "Shakespearian"?

It's poetic use of greek mythology... not too hard to follow, even if you don't know greek mytho, look up the gods mentioned and you should be able to gather the gist and direction of the arrow mam.

Nothing personal, I'm no fan of Shakespeare either, but it's not the dreaded Achilles heel of my existence, Zeusian electric grudge aside, that it personifies that which bewilders me.

All is lost, therefor all that is is merely shit hurled in order to postpone the inevitable.

Are we at war? Do you want a jester trophy as a peace offering?
Want me to do the asshat charade in order to assist you in demonstrating how ignorant, pathetic, and ultimately insignifigant I am?

Are you not entertained?

Hail I, the accursed one, he who singularly personifies evil, the child of the fallen one, I who is the anti-christ.

I thought it was already established that I'm one of the obsessed, deranged, overbearing sort.

And actually: I plucked that literary mag bit from Darkie... I'm morphing into a morose, aphotic moth. Fuck rainbows and pretty butterflies.

Divine perspective is assumed by that which is condsidered the almighty-- which according to most scripture is beyond comprehension. All-together your loved one is left in the shadow of Jehovah, which pretty much renders him as void.

Now as to god bothering to remember all that each person was in life, that's simply assumed under the theistical asshat.

Considering the assertion that the poem(s) are dealing with one you loved, who passed away, wouldn't it be more relevant to offer creatively your personification of him/her, what he/she meant to you, affected you, etc?

http://www.poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?id=108181

Something which gives a hint of the poems basis... The above is an example, and mayhaps I'm generalizing, or have ideas or concepts stuck in a stubborn, narrow box, but that's my thoughts on your reply...

Oh, and what a nice subtle touch of innuendo, your last final statement..

I'm a sucker for those that like romancing the stone.