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Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
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ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:38pm
Yesterday 6:38pm
A Brave Chew Daringly Enjoyed -Famished Gorging Hero
Apex beast, cowering disciple, entrail feast, gnawing hunks intriguing, jaws kill lives micro, no outstretched palm quivers, rumbling stomach turns ugly, volition withers, xylophone yawn zeroed
#food
17 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:45am
Yesterday 10:45am
False Friends
False pictures around my face
False hands around my place
Can't breathe behind this haze
No, this isn't some temporary phase
Enemy or friend
To fall or to stand
Can you tell me when does it end?
Your smiling means to hate
Same words from the same tape
Lying and fake
It's plain to see, but hard to take
Going over the thin ice
Before you speak think twice
You rape my mind with lies
Read the novel, Lord of the Flies
It's kicking me in my head
It's driving me fuckin' mad
I can't believe...
False hands around my place
Can't breathe behind this haze
No, this isn't some temporary phase
Enemy or friend
To fall or to stand
Can you tell me when does it end?
Your smiling means to hate
Same words from the same tape
Lying and fake
It's plain to see, but hard to take
Going over the thin ice
Before you speak think twice
You rape my mind with lies
Read the novel, Lord of the Flies
It's kicking me in my head
It's driving me fuckin' mad
I can't believe...
#anger
#betrayal
#friendship #lies
#friendship #lies
55 reads
14 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:12am
Yesterday 3:12am
The Drifted Snow (The Dark Secret of Santa)
There are things of this world that not even Santa can eliminate
That he had to sentence to a different fate,
“No matter how evil the creature, or item it still breaks his heart
To confine whatever it is eternally to the dark,
“The prison is removed from space and time within drifted snow
Which is a maze of the first winter confusing those on where to go,
“The key resides within a random child no older than the age of eight
Whose happiness and innocents unknowingly prevents a prisoners escape,
“Each is locked away in...
That he had to sentence to a different fate,
“No matter how evil the creature, or item it still breaks his heart
To confine whatever it is eternally to the dark,
“The prison is removed from space and time within drifted snow
Which is a maze of the first winter confusing those on where to go,
“The key resides within a random child no older than the age of eight
Whose happiness and innocents unknowingly prevents a prisoners escape,
“Each is locked away in...
#Christmas
#dark
36 reads
2 Comments
poetic_gawdess
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 5:50pm
10th Dec 2024 5:50pm
Undercurrent.
It feels like I’m swimming for my life,
around me, a large body of water,
and there are absolutely no signs of land in sight.
My arms and legs grow heavier
from exhaustion.
Fire is burning in my lungs, as I breathe
And while I think I’m breathing in fresh air
it doesn’t feel like oxygen, quite the opposite.
Something hot and unrelenting coils in my chest
even as I exhale.
suddenly feeling as though
I’m wading in the fiery lakes of hell.
“Keep swimming.” I think to myself.
The end has got to be near, ...
around me, a large body of water,
and there are absolutely no signs of land in sight.
My arms and legs grow heavier
from exhaustion.
Fire is burning in my lungs, as I breathe
And while I think I’m breathing in fresh air
it doesn’t feel like oxygen, quite the opposite.
Something hot and unrelenting coils in my chest
even as I exhale.
suddenly feeling as though
I’m wading in the fiery lakes of hell.
“Keep swimming.” I think to myself.
The end has got to be near, ...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles #water
#LifeStruggles #water
74 reads
4 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 2:13pm
10th Dec 2024 2:13pm
NIGHT TIME THOUGHTS
Here I am just a mortal man in the wee hours in.a beautiful, place to just unwind and shut my mind off. AS I clear out my thoughts amongst the spider webs 🕸️ of deepness of the world. For sure as I sit here amongst, the darkness in the silent of peace and tranquility. AS the fire 🔥 slowly starts warming, my body and spiritually lifting, my spirit to new highs. For it's here in this space and time, I can be free to dream as I think about, what has happen that has change, my own outlet about life. 🤔 For sure in this moment of no time. just space. I slowly began...
#evolution
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#universe
#uplifting
29 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 10:30am
10th Dec 2024 10:30am
Abandoned Liberty
Persistent
With her cold feet forced
Her bland eyes stare
You and I won’t comprehend
Her soul bound by custom
Despotism her pain
Demeanor, dull and dreary
Disown their desolate ways
Forsaken by their faith
Traditions and tyranny
Beliefs, brutality
Mutilation and misery
Suppressed by their sect
Heartbreak and hardships
Subject to suffer
Accused and abused
She’s dressed up but covered
With nowhere to go
Her eyes tell a story
You’ll never know
Her hurt caused by creed ...
With her cold feet forced
Her bland eyes stare
You and I won’t comprehend
Her soul bound by custom
Despotism her pain
Demeanor, dull and dreary
Disown their desolate ways
Forsaken by their faith
Traditions and tyranny
Beliefs, brutality
Mutilation and misery
Suppressed by their sect
Heartbreak and hardships
Subject to suffer
Accused and abused
She’s dressed up but covered
With nowhere to go
Her eyes tell a story
You’ll never know
Her hurt caused by creed ...
#freedom
#hurt
#lies
#LifeStruggles
#respect
60 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 8:41pm
9th Dec 2024 8:41pm
Devotional Radicals
Little Kenny Dewitt was barely 5 years old when he found out by his parents that his heart was wicked
His parents were religious fanatics, who read the good book each and every hour
They isolated little Harry from the rest of the world
His father worked on the farm producing milk & meat to sell in town
His mother was a stay at home mom, strict and overbearing
Many of the locals didn't even know Harry Sack existed
His parents taught him that in order to be faithful to the lord, you must do what we say or want
Harry was given chores from...
His parents were religious fanatics, who read the good book each and every hour
They isolated little Harry from the rest of the world
His father worked on the farm producing milk & meat to sell in town
His mother was a stay at home mom, strict and overbearing
Many of the locals didn't even know Harry Sack existed
His parents taught him that in order to be faithful to the lord, you must do what we say or want
Harry was given chores from...
#children
#family
#memories
#religion
#violence
45 reads
8 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 1:30pm
9th Dec 2024 1:30pm
The Storm of Christmas (The Dark Secret of Santa)
December 24th. Across the world gifts are given to the good
From the privileged rich to those living dirt poor in neighborhoods,
“Upon all the major continents and places forbidden, seen and unseen
Bringing joy to loved ones, creating smiles and making children’s eyes gleam,
“On line shopping is bleeding the Christmas magic by small amounts
That has the Empire of Christmas worried about being completely drained out,
“But systems are in place to protect goodness, and Christmas at all cost
Before a unique and ancient tradition is...
From the privileged rich to those living dirt poor in neighborhoods,
“Upon all the major continents and places forbidden, seen and unseen
Bringing joy to loved ones, creating smiles and making children’s eyes gleam,
“On line shopping is bleeding the Christmas magic by small amounts
That has the Empire of Christmas worried about being completely drained out,
“But systems are in place to protect goodness, and Christmas at all cost
Before a unique and ancient tradition is...
#Christmas
#dark
53 reads
5 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 9:36am
8th Dec 2024 9:36am
What is it about the moon
What is it about the moon that always appear in the night skies, through the process of the months that has us so hypnotize, by the glow of the aura shape and shine like a bright light, up in the sky. For sure what does it mean 🤔when you lose your own chains of thoughts, and insight into the deepness of the moon, glow of the truth that slowly, begins to draw our energy as well as our attention. For it even goes deeper than deep, into a different perspective on life. Yet for the wolf it's a change of the world 🌎 that comes, with an aura that has a stronger hold on the mind and...
#birds
#cats
#dogs
#fish
#nature
41 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 8:45pm
7th Dec 2024 8:45pm
From a different perspective
Question about what you think and believe that what you see 👁️👁️ For have you ever seen through the eyes of nature, as it sometimes is a reflection of life, told from a different perspective of a mother and child 🙏 For sure there are some similarity that really reflects, the deepness of the moments of birth, from a WOLF mother's eyes watching over her young child, supporting them and to teach them how to survive 😔 in life. But yet it's here in the nature zone, in the mountains and tree's in the forest life is very different. HERE from the outside...
#animals
#birds
#butterfly
#fish
#motherhood
33 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 1:06am
5th Dec 2024 1:06am
The power of the dream catcher
Did you ever have a dream that finds at times to put you in a state of mind, that you will forever remember that will affect you in ways. THAT you could never image that it can be done 🤔. For sure we all have dreams, that we can talk about them, out loud when we know that. THEY can be able to appear to come true in reality. For having silent whispers of dreams are important, not just for the real betterment of your life and the goodness 🙏 For your subconscious of your thoughts in the world. 🌎 For sure why do when we have dreams, is it that just means, that we truly....
#dreams
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
52 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 4:06pm
4th Dec 2024 4:06pm
Babuska's sarmale
In a snowy Romanian village, during Christmas cheer,
my Babuska spun tales, both delightful and queer.
The tradition was sarmale, a savory delight,
Cabbage wrapped treasures, cooked all through the night.
Meat and rice nestled in leaves so green,
simmered in tomato, a feast so serene.
But woven in laughter and holiday charms
were Babuska’s stories with their quirky alarms:
"Behave well, dear children, lest you wish to be seen
in the pot with the sarmale, simmering and lean."
The children would giggle, eyes...
my Babuska spun tales, both delightful and queer.
The tradition was sarmale, a savory delight,
Cabbage wrapped treasures, cooked all through the night.
Meat and rice nestled in leaves so green,
simmered in tomato, a feast so serene.
But woven in laughter and holiday charms
were Babuska’s stories with their quirky alarms:
"Behave well, dear children, lest you wish to be seen
in the pot with the sarmale, simmering and lean."
The children would giggle, eyes...
#children
#Christmas
#culture
#family
#narrative
66 reads
9 Comments
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