I don't have a title. Any HELPFUL criticisms would be..well..helpful. I edited a few lines. Decided it actually did sound better without some of the lines.

I consist of pages both yellow and musty,

I am easy to read yet hard to decipher,

Cheap to buy yet left on the shelf dusty.

My spine is dry and decaying,

My cover is battered and torn,

Unfit for displaying.

My pages reveal everything

About nothing

And-

I know, I know

The other book is divine.

Newly minted with glossy white pages.

The Time's bestseller

And I am left, worn out in all stages.

Reduced to but one page,

The rest ride the breeze with sails in tatters

Or lay in piles of ashes scattered.

The results of the encroaching deterioration

That seeps into my matter,

Viscous and grey.

The one page crumbles away.

Now I am the empty book,

Not yours and never mine.

The glue, long dried, crumbles

And relinquishes its hold on my spine.

Now in quiet defeat I am lost

Amongst my dear wooden friends who

Clothe oppress and inflame me.

Now in the fire I see

With absolute clarity

That all is sublime in my reality.

For a few lines there I thought I had been tricked into a riddle.

Riddle Me This.

Get rid of the tree falls in the woods part.

And I'd change 'The New York Time's best seller' to 'A Time's best seller'.

I dont know shit about poetry by the way, but I found the whole thing surprisingly charming.

@EuanDewar: @Rudyftw: I know, I wrote it to sound intentionally..well, not simply stating what was being described. I recently deleted the first line because I thought it was too blunt.

@coakroach: Thank you for the suggestion and for saying it was strangely charming.

I included the tree and woods part because it is supposed to be one of those philosophical questions that relies on the fallacy of equivocation.

Giving it an answer without addressing the fallacy shows the speaker's inability to understand his situation fully and instead of thinking about the situation he is simply trying to find an answer.

Which actually may not work with the rest of the poem now that you point it out.

I'll think about changing the lines and see how it works with the changes and I see your point, the poem may be better without it.

The line may be over used and cliche as well.

MAKE IT INTO AN ACROSTIC!

@Ravenlight: I don't want to :(

Also, need to edit to show stanzas.

Never mind it won't let me. The structure is somewhat important too :(

I can't stand 99% of poetry, but this was in the top 1 percentile. In short, it's slightly more tolerable than other poetry. A glowing review, I know.

@TomA: Thank you for finding it slightly more tolerable.

You might like this poem -

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One of my favorites by EE Cummings (who I generally don't like)

Cool poem.

I tried to start writing a poem the other day, really late at night while watching the archived version of Octoberkast, but I only got three verses in before stopping. 
 
This is what I had: 
 
Long of limb and strong of arm 
Thick of Jaw and barreled chest 
Wide of smile and smiling eyes

@H2Oyea: I have trouble actually sitting down and trying to put the image in my head to paper in a way that I don't think is complete crap.

What was the poem supposed to be about?

@H2Oyea: I have trouble actually sitting down and trying to put the image in my head to paper in a way that I don't think is complete crap.

What was the poem supposed to be about?

@H2Oyea: Depends on how you execute it.

It was pretty damn good man. I enjoyed it.

@SSully: Thank you :D

I like it. I'm as far from a poetry connoisseur as possible, but I like it.