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The latest poetry and short stories posted on DU Poetry.
Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
NewBeginnings
Published
21st Sep 2020 7:10pm
21st Sep 2020 7:10pm
Lunacy
She once lit up the quiet sky,
Ever shining in her brilliance;
I, enamored by her mystic beauty
And her incredible resilience.
With a supernovae smile—
A vibrant glow upon her face,
She was the brightest of all the stars,
Kissed softly by the lips of grace.
I watched her come and go,
Like the ebb and flow of the ocean tide;
As the growing undercurrent,
Eroded at her sands of time.
Piece by piece she drifted away,
To a place I could no longer reach;
Until she faded from that misty bay,
Someplace beyond...
Ever shining in her brilliance;
I, enamored by her mystic beauty
And her incredible resilience.
With a supernovae smile—
A vibrant glow upon her face,
She was the brightest of all the stars,
Kissed softly by the lips of grace.
I watched her come and go,
Like the ebb and flow of the ocean tide;
As the growing undercurrent,
Eroded at her sands of time.
Piece by piece she drifted away,
To a place I could no longer reach;
Until she faded from that misty bay,
Someplace beyond...
#sadness
#love
#grief
#memories
#MentalHealth
141 reads
23 Comments
Ahavati
Published
24th Sep 2020 6:51pm
24th Sep 2020 6:51pm
Perspective
There are never adequate words
to describe the loss of a child—
that is what you must realize
when extending sympathies
Each child is individual, unique
in their own respective existence;
there is an emptiness regardless
of how many siblings remain
Things not to say to a mother
grieving the death of her child:
"At least you have more children"
"At least you have the other twin"
"Did he just die, or commit suicide?"
"At least you had years with him;
some lose them at birth, ...
to describe the loss of a child—
that is what you must realize
when extending sympathies
Each child is individual, unique
in their own respective existence;
there is an emptiness regardless
of how many siblings remain
Things not to say to a mother
grieving the death of her child:
"At least you have more children"
"At least you have the other twin"
"Did he just die, or commit suicide?"
"At least you had years with him;
some lose them at birth, ...
#grief
#mother
#children
#family
#death
158 reads
56 Comments
badmalthus
Harry Rout
Harry Rout
Published
3rd Sep 2020 00:41am
3rd Sep 2020 00:41am
The heart of time
I draw the curtains
waiting in the darkness
for a little light
to break thru the crack
in the heart of time
lost love
drowning
on the surface
of things
that were never
meant to be
waiting in the darkness
dead thoughts resurface
and your photograph
frames old memories
in the heart of time
naked with fear
burning
in distant longings
from long ago
that were never
meant to be
crouching in the corner
I hold you close
in my fading dream
hoping for one...
waiting in the darkness
for a little light
to break thru the crack
in the heart of time
lost love
drowning
on the surface
of things
that were never
meant to be
waiting in the darkness
dead thoughts resurface
and your photograph
frames old memories
in the heart of time
naked with fear
burning
in distant longings
from long ago
that were never
meant to be
crouching in the corner
I hold you close
in my fading dream
hoping for one...
#love
#tragedy
164 reads
41 Comments
Ahavati
Published
27th Aug 2020 6:27pm
27th Aug 2020 6:27pm
Beloved Partner of the Path
You may not care much for me;
yet I walk with you nonetheless
realizing the illusion
of our differences—
You may highlight faults
of my past, and that's okay—
mistakes are growth catalysts
We are not the same people
we were an hour ago. . .
if we've learned anything;
therefore, be gentle
with yourself, and others
despite the road they walk—
we're all merely stardust and ash
experiencing our way back home
~
yet I walk with you nonetheless
realizing the illusion
of our differences—
You may highlight faults
of my past, and that's okay—
mistakes are growth catalysts
We are not the same people
we were an hour ago. . .
if we've learned anything;
therefore, be gentle
with yourself, and others
despite the road they walk—
we're all merely stardust and ash
experiencing our way back home
~
#relationships
#spiritual
#acceptance
#philosophical
#wisdom
205 reads
57 Comments
NewBeginnings
Published
18th Sep 2020 8:48pm
18th Sep 2020 8:48pm
The Truth, Unmasked
This growing cult of ignorance,
is becoming difficult to ignore;
with an attitude of indifference,
always ready to start a war.
When science goes out the window,
and compassion is out the door;
we’re left somewhere in limbo,
where rationale is nevermore.
Since climate change is a “hoax,”
instead of acting in great imminence;
they laugh like it’s a joke,
steady clapping at their insolence.
In the midst of a pandemic—
When everything is a conspiracy,
rather than listen to the academics, ...
is becoming difficult to ignore;
with an attitude of indifference,
always ready to start a war.
When science goes out the window,
and compassion is out the door;
we’re left somewhere in limbo,
where rationale is nevermore.
Since climate change is a “hoax,”
instead of acting in great imminence;
they laugh like it’s a joke,
steady clapping at their insolence.
In the midst of a pandemic—
When everything is a conspiracy,
rather than listen to the academics, ...
#politics
#science
#environment
#frustration
#ignorance
136 reads
11 Comments
NewBeginnings
Published
25th Sep 2020 7:05pm
25th Sep 2020 7:05pm
Mo(u)rning Ritual
Visual Entry
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#despair
88 reads
11 Comments
Ahavati
Published
17th Sep 2020 6:41pm
17th Sep 2020 6:41pm
Outside
the rain beats a keyboard
of leaves, mingles as music
with summer dust and drought—
clears a corridor, preparing
for the Autumnal Equinox
When a storm passes
as it always does, we who remain
carry on, pick up the fallen
flotsam and jetsom of debri—
in whatever form
the whirlwind left behind
Everything is fresh, clean—
largely green amid change;
and, ready to carry on
with whatever Life brings
because, Poetry
~
of leaves, mingles as music
with summer dust and drought—
clears a corridor, preparing
for the Autumnal Equinox
When a storm passes
as it always does, we who remain
carry on, pick up the fallen
flotsam and jetsom of debri—
in whatever form
the whirlwind left behind
Everything is fresh, clean—
largely green amid change;
and, ready to carry on
with whatever Life brings
because, Poetry
~
#trees
#storm
#fall
#nature
#metaphor
154 reads
41 Comments
Ahavati
Published
6th Sep 2020 10:06pm
6th Sep 2020 10:06pm
Aviation
( After Alice Fulton )
I once had reason to fear
humans in general—
people are people, individual
as their unpredictable demeanor
regardless of upbringing
I've experienced them
in farmhouse pigsties
to Buckingham Palace—
often unable to tell a difference
aside from clothes or conduct.
I once observed various groups
in a museum:
The elite,...
I once had reason to fear
humans in general—
people are people, individual
as their unpredictable demeanor
regardless of upbringing
I've experienced them
in farmhouse pigsties
to Buckingham Palace—
often unable to tell a difference
aside from clothes or conduct.
I once observed various groups
in a museum:
The elite,...
#inspirational
#humankind
#uplifting #AliceFulton
#uplifting #AliceFulton
149 reads
50 Comments
NewBeginnings
Published
12th Sep 2020 9:24pm
12th Sep 2020 9:24pm
Weeping Willow
Visual Entry
#depression
#dark
#death
#trees
#flowers
116 reads
14 Comments
Honoria
Published
14th Sep 2020 5:39am
14th Sep 2020 5:39am
Lamentation Lane
With the
ennui
in spirit
felt after
shock has
worn away,
I should’ve left.
The very minute we
hung up from our
love frenzied
overseas
connection.
Caught the
next flight
to London.
His voice,
stature,
pedigree...
Calling me, no!
Luring me
with the
deep
rich
timbre
Of his voice-
a baritone
My heart!
Beating so wildly
dancing
passionately
about my
bedroom
like a ...
ennui
in spirit
felt after
shock has
worn away,
I should’ve left.
The very minute we
hung up from our
love frenzied
overseas
connection.
Caught the
next flight
to London.
His voice,
stature,
pedigree...
Calling me, no!
Luring me
with the
deep
rich
timbre
Of his voice-
a baritone
My heart!
Beating so wildly
dancing
passionately
about my
bedroom
like a ...
#regret
103 reads
30 Comments
NewBeginnings
Published
16th Sep 2020 9:34pm
16th Sep 2020 9:34pm
Colorblind
(Visual Entry)
#love
#brother
#friendship
#racism
#support
108 reads
20 Comments
Bluevelvete
Published
6th Sep 2020 4:08pm
6th Sep 2020 4:08pm
petal
silken
softness lingers
dancing
in the whips
of tender hair
tendrils
hints
of dewy skin
beaded
lazily drips
into seething
need
breathless
lips with
pouted grin
traces of
purest
grace
the taste of
promise
within
hushed allows
mouth
upon mouth
strong hands
given in
previous and
envious
dueling
sins
blossoming
petals
glisten
exquisite bud
pollinate
truly satiate
...
softness lingers
dancing
in the whips
of tender hair
tendrils
hints
of dewy skin
beaded
lazily drips
into seething
need
breathless
lips with
pouted grin
traces of
purest
grace
the taste of
promise
within
hushed allows
mouth
upon mouth
strong hands
given in
previous and
envious
dueling
sins
blossoming
petals
glisten
exquisite bud
pollinate
truly satiate
...
#love
#romantic
#sex
#flowers
#lover
240 reads
39 Comments
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