OC poetry

I'm in need of criticism, I think it's time we have an OC poetry critique thread.
Haven't written any poetry? Type up a quick one

Cut your shit, Mr Fitt
Is your life in a barrel?
So full is your witt, yet your heart is so feral
let see your own chain past the mask you call eyes?
The dead rope that is bane hidden veil behind flies
Flutter fast and move past
As so not to be wasteful
The prior of thought,
Always gross and yet tasteful
Im inflamed that your tidings give offer this late?
I can't help but to let my heart focus it's hate

Yet more potent than wrath am I stricken with interest
Where finds what the founders recounted that this is?
A lure for the demons who cast false intention
Or sense made to those in the nation's resistance
Unlucky who cross too far near to its gate
To get eaten alive by its gears and it's pistons

The student shall know
To his yay, for his woe
How the good causes curse
Without limit to go
And the bad, and the bad?
Grips of eyes cry beware
Whilst the whimpers give loose
And the cat points it's hair
That no “bad” may be seen
No more lest be it “good”
Fair of not for the sinners
Grief denied which once stood
If your words, seed of death
Never come understood
Don't let squander your breath
Crash against the dogwood

Mr Fitt! Mr Fitt!
I forgive you your sins!
Just come back, my heart begs
What I lacked was a lense
Now I see! Now I see!
Sight of all that could be
How misused was my life
Oh how clear is the key
Now I beg only this
That you'll open the door
This is nothing to miss
Though I know it's a chore
I am ready to walk
Nevermind what was spoke
Take your hand, grip the knife
I won't scream if you poke

I'm gay, by me

I'm gay
Chop my knob off like it's salami
Homo faggot cum cum willy
Stuff my bum up so your cock's not chilly
Poofy woofy sex with a dog
Canada allows for this; let's all fuck dogs
Now I'm gay and also a furry

The power I hold and the power you seek
Is a sneak to the power which cowards retreat
More complete than all other, oh sisters and brothers!
So whole in the way that it feeds one another
The power not seen,
Power spread and may shower
Hands reach for the sky cast to feel this great hour
The here and the now is how hope of our kind
Had its most fruitful taste, and so had its worst crime

By this way had the power first made itself known,
Then provoking in visions the dream of a throne
Unannoyed from astride heavens innermost ring
Waiting patient there still to be claimed by a king
For does fate so cause the winds to blow?
The love to bring?
The knowers to know?
All the things shared between every ebb, every flow?
Flocks resolve all the angels who've fallen below?

Here so lies the tongue alongside its golden beak
To herald forth eternal prayer
A prayer that only God can speak
The never sinking waves of glory, rising higher past the peak,
Where full mystique let keep ungiven,
Hair resolve to hold its ribbon,
Souls which had the Lord forgiven,
Deft to its impacting beat
You still don't know?
It's tough to say
What need be spoke
I ask and pray
How stretch us ever even close
The sacred power God is host

The blind alike with those who see
Embroidered names on clear cast skies
Of all the gifts twer found to be
By every guest, their searching eyes
And how infamous stood,
Breaking stars like a tower
That even high heaven bare shade to it's power
What says is unknown because know is it's name
And it's game is unlearned, hardly known as a game
Yield not forth ever gold, neither silver, nor fame
The desired effect is alone why we came

Cont...

Cont...

So then harold and heed to the sound of my creed
Thou shalt do as thou wilt, but in sleep thou shalt dream
Eyes in wake staring madness art tossed to the breeze
When the king claims his throne then shall Hell start to freeze

Stop.
Fast as wind,
Stop.
You fool,
You coward
Stop, just one or two times for
The end commands the voice of God
Through men surpassing, skin and core
Go on then,
Shed tears for it
Love thy peers for it
Satan jeers for it
Woe to the debtors
Make face against fears for it
Courage restrained, only fools would draw near toward it

Lo!
For that so,
With the circling crow
While for worse, or for better,
We're curdled in pain
All the times that had come, had not wished that we stow
Had not ever to suffer so close to it's reign
Fire falling like acid, for man is concerning
On skin felt like rain from the Hell that is burning
Whilst winds keep on blowing, and Earth keeps on turning
To love is to die, and to hate is to sin
Man has still to command a decree without yearning
This taught to you then, now return with a warning
And hope this was taught whilst steadfast was you're leaning
Don't do it, or else
Don't you do it again!

Not again shall it be
Not again, not once more
Never then shalt ever make of what comes then,
Of either or
And sound the tongue and golden beak,
A songbird sings, and never ending
Clamping lips that squawk, and squeak,
And screeching hymns, from angels sending
Mind you not if rich or poor,
For lords and servants bow the same
Inherit death it's final score, which hills of heaven yonder bore
March forth we yet, til path ignore the hills of heaven never more
And onward still til we ignore the strife twer made forever more
Our God’s forbidden power hidden,
Always shrouded
Ever more...

That's a lot of words user.

>Type up a quick one
this is the worst advice

I saw some nice character development

The big dick old man
With very little hands
Flantasy flan
My butthole is tan
Whoa whoa way way
Wookie laki wooka

Yeah honestly I could probably cut a lot out of it without hurting it