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Poems written by Top Critiquers
Only Through The Maker
Coming to terms with this guilt
Imagine my surprise to find
The copious amounts of blood spilt
For entertainment that rots the mind
Never quite understanding why
It’s always been about the choices
I’m constantly trying not to die
Conflicted by two different voices
Being observed by the digital eye
They see us all, they know us all
As drones paint targets from the sky
They show us all, they control us all
In the midst of this spiritual war
All warnings went unobserved
I witnessed them open an old scar ...
Imagine my surprise to find
The copious amounts of blood spilt
For entertainment that rots the mind
Never quite understanding why
It’s always been about the choices
I’m constantly trying not to die
Conflicted by two different voices
Being observed by the digital eye
They see us all, they know us all
As drones paint targets from the sky
They show us all, they control us all
In the midst of this spiritual war
All warnings went unobserved
I witnessed them open an old scar ...
#philosophical
39 reads
3 Comments
Wednesday Wisdom
Create is to live
Feelings can tangle with words
Restrict is to die
Feelings can tangle with words
Restrict is to die
#philosophical
#senryu
26 reads
1 Comment
On My Way Home
On My Way Home
#StreamOfConsciousness
55 reads
14 Comments
MOUTH TECHNIQUES
I
had been interested
since I was a teenager
because of the stories and
things I had read about the
pleasure and joy that could
be experienced by the mouth.
ONE'S
mouth is unique to the individual's taste
and how they want to use it is a
personal choice.
IT
may be used to blow, suck, hum
and tongue each hole in the
Mouth Organ better known
as a harmonica and those who
blow it as a harmonicist.
THEY
come in various sizes and shapes;
each producing sounds enjoyed by
the blower and hearer. Meet...
had been interested
since I was a teenager
because of the stories and
things I had read about the
pleasure and joy that could
be experienced by the mouth.
ONE'S
mouth is unique to the individual's taste
and how they want to use it is a
personal choice.
IT
may be used to blow, suck, hum
and tongue each hole in the
Mouth Organ better known
as a harmonica and those who
blow it as a harmonicist.
THEY
come in various sizes and shapes;
each producing sounds enjoyed by
the blower and hearer. Meet...
#emotions
#happiness
#inspirational
#love
#motivational
39 reads
6 Comments
It's a sad day
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ it's a sad day that there will not be a DUP no more after 5-25-2025 😔 For me I truly enjoyed my time on the site, for sure when I signed up for DUP I can say it's been great for me as it let me express my thoughts and insight and imagination for during my time on here I've meet a lot of good people's that I admired as they encourage me as they inspire me to be able to express my thoughts and talents of unspoken words ✍️ for being here was like family among friends who were writers and artists sometimes being...
#healing
#LifeChangingMoment
#motivational
#PersonalGrowth
#strength
29 reads
0 Comments
I’ll meet you there
my tears burn
your mangled
thumb as you
gently cup
my cheeck this
last time
last
time
our foreheads pressed,
eyes closed
whispering
I’m sorry
like a mantra from
both mouths
my hands are fists
in your shirt
deformed to the
taste of holding on
to something
we let die
a few times back
and I’m sorry
this time
because I want to
fold in your arms
like a...
your mangled
thumb as you
gently cup
my cheeck this
last time
last
time
our foreheads pressed,
eyes closed
whispering
I’m sorry
like a mantra from
both mouths
my hands are fists
in your shirt
deformed to the
taste of holding on
to something
we let die
a few times back
and I’m sorry
this time
because I want to
fold in your arms
like a...
#breakup
#love
#obsession
#passion
#sadness
182 reads
15 Comments
This Old Mechanical Heart
A song comes on
Memories are sparked that were once lost to time
Wondering where my adolescence went
Bound by the bonds of a cruel fate’s design…
A glance leads to curiosity
When her eyes gaze closer at me in the dim light
The device ticks away behind a glass door on my chest
This old mechanical heart is wound every night
How old are you? She asks
I grin remembering my youth back in 1849
Too old, I reply with a smile, gazing into her eyes
A secret I carry with me after such a long time
The wrinkles on my...
Memories are sparked that were once lost to time
Wondering where my adolescence went
Bound by the bonds of a cruel fate’s design…
A glance leads to curiosity
When her eyes gaze closer at me in the dim light
The device ticks away behind a glass door on my chest
This old mechanical heart is wound every night
How old are you? She asks
I grin remembering my youth back in 1849
Too old, I reply with a smile, gazing into her eyes
A secret I carry with me after such a long time
The wrinkles on my...
#Fanfiction
#loneliness
#love
#scifi
#steampunk
22 reads
2 Comments
The Torchbearer
Deep
within the ocean's heart
light is scarce
yet sometimes rare
—a little angler fish’s torch
illuminates
the darkness there
A fishing lure
it softly sways
temptation
in an endless haze
so seldom seen
amid the dark
a false beacon
of appetite
Her humpbacked nature
in eerie depths
where silence holds
its secrets...
within the ocean's heart
light is scarce
yet sometimes rare
—a little angler fish’s torch
illuminates
the darkness there
A fishing lure
it softly sways
temptation
in an endless haze
so seldom seen
amid the dark
a false beacon
of appetite
Her humpbacked nature
in eerie depths
where silence holds
its secrets...
#fish
#sea
327 reads
30 Comments
inteloper
your soul crossed mine at a fated course
awaiting your face, not knowing how you would appear
with a smile that dazzled and eyes that spark
my being was charmed
interloper of the soul you became so much of who I am
my love for you unparrelel now in our late days
We are just friends
who sometimes crave so much more
but it's late in the day
and my body aches
with feelings of doubt I lament
I'm not the lithe girl you recall
in the sadness weep for things that won't return to me
when you look at others with those...
awaiting your face, not knowing how you would appear
with a smile that dazzled and eyes that spark
my being was charmed
interloper of the soul you became so much of who I am
my love for you unparrelel now in our late days
We are just friends
who sometimes crave so much more
but it's late in the day
and my body aches
with feelings of doubt I lament
I'm not the lithe girl you recall
in the sadness weep for things that won't return to me
when you look at others with those...
#love
#sadness
21 reads
0 Comments
The Chain (DUP)
Sign off, full stop
The final stage
Those dreams and ink
Down on page
Curtain drops
On precious memories
The final stage
Those dreams and ink
Down on page
Curtain drops
On precious memories
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
76 reads
6 Comments
THE SCENT OF SEX

#erotic
#orgasm
#sex #sexy
#sex #sexy
223 reads
3 Comments
Success Failure Squeaky Door
Fixed a squeaky door
WD40
Expect the squeak anyway
Somewhat disappointed
Success
Failure too
WD40
Expect the squeak anyway
Somewhat disappointed
Success
Failure too
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#SelfDiscovery
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
51 reads
14 Comments
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