Story Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Today 10:52am
Today 10:52am
Fast & Easy
I'm in a library with my girlfriend
We're listening to some guy talk about politics
Pro this, anti that
He sounded like an ignorant asshole
He looks into his small, uninterested audience and says that he's looking for a great place to get some dinner
My girlfriend gets up and says, "Would you like a great meal or something fast & easy?"
He says, "I'm looking for fine dining with a romantic ambience."
She says, "I have the perfect place for a great meal and something that's fast & easy"
She takes his hand & leaves
We're listening to some guy talk about politics
Pro this, anti that
He sounded like an ignorant asshole
He looks into his small, uninterested audience and says that he's looking for a great place to get some dinner
My girlfriend gets up and says, "Would you like a great meal or something fast & easy?"
He says, "I'm looking for fine dining with a romantic ambience."
She says, "I have the perfect place for a great meal and something that's fast & easy"
She takes his hand & leaves
#food
#girlfriend
#hurt
#politics
#rejection
20 reads
4 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 7:57pm
31st Oct 2024 7:57pm
Lost Traveler
Let's pretend
I traveled over a bend
I went back in time
For no reason or rhyme
To be caught and tried
For someone else's lie
My sentence was death
Uttered under someone's breath
I will not go easy into the night
Once the moon is full I will see the whole site
There are men, women, children and aged souls
All out to see the penalty dolled
I'll be the last to go
Making me witness this horrible show
One was...
I traveled over a bend
I went back in time
For no reason or rhyme
To be caught and tried
For someone else's lie
My sentence was death
Uttered under someone's breath
I will not go easy into the night
Once the moon is full I will see the whole site
There are men, women, children and aged souls
All out to see the penalty dolled
I'll be the last to go
Making me witness this horrible show
One was...
#nightmares
#Halloween
115 reads
14 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2023 2:21am
3rd Aug 2023 2:21am
stormy
sunlit cobwebs in a room at noon
the day cast odd shadows on my dreams
my mind was quiet but moody
the day stretched and uttered be lazy with me
I slouched in my chair but the restlessness in my thoughts wouldn't silence
there were no direct answers to the questions I pose the day
madness storm in the background brewing as the usual suspect
I wondered where she came from and where she went after she departed
deep within me I imagined
I've been trying to find comfort in the afterlife
and I pondered when my soul popped out of my body...
the day cast odd shadows on my dreams
my mind was quiet but moody
the day stretched and uttered be lazy with me
I slouched in my chair but the restlessness in my thoughts wouldn't silence
there were no direct answers to the questions I pose the day
madness storm in the background brewing as the usual suspect
I wondered where she came from and where she went after she departed
deep within me I imagined
I've been trying to find comfort in the afterlife
and I pondered when my soul popped out of my body...
#dreams
200 reads
7 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2024 10:10pm
2nd Mar 2024 10:10pm
CAPTURED BY THE SIRENS
I had been warned
and knew better as
I swam toward the reefs
where the alluring Sirens
waited to lure and seduce
voyagers venturing on
the sea of life in search
of adventure and pleasure.
I knew well the myth of
Orpheus and Eurydice but
the alluring lyre music and
beauty of the Sirens prohibited
me from saying no. I am
honored and thankful for
YOU,
sweet Siren of the sea of lust.
YES!
You know who you are.
and knew better as
I swam toward the reefs
where the alluring Sirens
waited to lure and seduce
voyagers venturing on
the sea of life in search
of adventure and pleasure.
I knew well the myth of
Orpheus and Eurydice but
the alluring lyre music and
beauty of the Sirens prohibited
me from saying no. I am
honored and thankful for
YOU,
sweet Siren of the sea of lust.
YES!
You know who you are.
#happiness
#love
#gratitude
#admiration
#emotions
149 reads
2 Comments
Pete_25
Poem Published
20th Oct 2024 8:18am
20th Oct 2024 8:18am
My Greatest Write
Fact or fiction, make believe
From the vaults, I'll retrieve
Play... pause... rewind, repeat
Somethin' edgy, not too sweet
A bit of drama, here I come
Panorama, camera run
Such suspense, I'll present
This project, will reflect
From the vaults, I'll retrieve
Play... pause... rewind, repeat
Somethin' edgy, not too sweet
A bit of drama, here I come
Panorama, camera run
Such suspense, I'll present
This project, will reflect
#art
#passion
94 reads
12 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 5:43pm
5th Apr 2024 5:43pm
An Open Door
There is nothing accidental
upon the road to dimensions of your destiny.
Within connecting energies
there is extraordinary electricity.
Encounters with certain random people
are an expansive open door.
A soul laser invitation to know the more.
The granting of dangling dreams
you've achingly yearned and adored.
Enlightened entry through your
seizing turquoise and navy swirled
sweet daggering eyes.
Do I really want to know
the revelation of my demise?
It will no longer matter,
in your rapturous realm divine.
upon the road to dimensions of your destiny.
Within connecting energies
there is extraordinary electricity.
Encounters with certain random people
are an expansive open door.
A soul laser invitation to know the more.
The granting of dangling dreams
you've achingly yearned and adored.
Enlightened entry through your
seizing turquoise and navy swirled
sweet daggering eyes.
Do I really want to know
the revelation of my demise?
It will no longer matter,
in your rapturous realm divine.
#universe
#spiritual
246 reads
8 Comments
Dragonblood
Poem Published
13th Jan 2024 8:31pm
13th Jan 2024 8:31pm
Erosion
This road is hot today.
The trees look like
broccoli florets.
Her house is over
the next hill.
I like the swimming pool:
the way it's cupped in
high carpet grass
in that big, open backyard.
It's evident to me
that I am 16;
the hot sun will always
see and remember me.
But someday,
this road won't.
And I can't guarantee
she will either.
The trees look like
broccoli florets.
Her house is over
the next hill.
I like the swimming pool:
the way it's cupped in
high carpet grass
in that big, open backyard.
It's evident to me
that I am 16;
the hot sun will always
see and remember me.
But someday,
this road won't.
And I can't guarantee
she will either.
#LifeCycle
185 reads
14 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 5:57pm
6th Nov 2024 5:57pm
A RIGHTEOUS CHANGE
Here we are now going through a celebration, moment of a movement of tranquility and peace again. 🤗 For sure as we exchange thoughts on the nonsense, that we had to deal with in the last four years. 🤨 It's been hell on earth 🌎 with the increase of immigrants, with the invasion across sanctuary state. 🤨 For sure there were high prices of gas and food and homes and apartments, let's not forget, about the lies and false promises, and propaganda to get those of you who believed, that they are looking out for YOU. 😠 Just to have you believe that they care...
#epic
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#uplifting
48 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
Today 1:08am
Today 1:08am
Drive
From the Walternate Universes
Delta – 2.0
I had taken a day off from work
There was a lot to think about, to plan and write
I was home alone with nothing but time
When a familiar portal opened nearby
It was my old amigo, my (W)alter ego
Spinning a set of car keys on his index finger
“Bro” I said as we hugged, he smiled and said…
“Let’s go for a drive”
The portal led to a barnlike garage
The sight in front of me left me speechless and stirred
As I walked around the car the top automatically came...
Delta – 2.0
I had taken a day off from work
There was a lot to think about, to plan and write
I was home alone with nothing but time
When a familiar portal opened nearby
It was my old amigo, my (W)alter ego
Spinning a set of car keys on his index finger
“Bro” I said as we hugged, he smiled and said…
“Let’s go for a drive”
The portal led to a barnlike garage
The sight in front of me left me speechless and stirred
As I walked around the car the top automatically came...
#narrative
#ShortStory
41 reads
4 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
6th Jul 2024 2:00pm
6th Jul 2024 2:00pm
Rigmaroles
he's the example
of whatsit to me
shitty solipsist
cocky pismire
a skullduggery
asshat with his
gelastic jalopy
quite bourgois
don't you think
flaccid britches
always down for
a lousy attempt
at shenanigans
-accismus style-
so gallivant chick
parades with your
hood wink dick &
egregious ways
as you fake your
brouhaha smiles
& flummoxed flare
your silly rigmaroles
won't get you anywhere
of whatsit to me
shitty solipsist
cocky pismire
a skullduggery
asshat with his
gelastic jalopy
quite bourgois
don't you think
flaccid britches
always down for
a lousy attempt
at shenanigans
-accismus style-
so gallivant chick
parades with your
hood wink dick &
egregious ways
as you fake your
brouhaha smiles
& flummoxed flare
your silly rigmaroles
won't get you anywhere
#funny
#power
223 reads
20 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
25th Nov 2023 7:21am
25th Nov 2023 7:21am
I SAW HER RIDE (LADY GODIVA BY PEEPING TOM)
I saw her ride,
legs to one side,
nothing to hide
amid the street,
while the discreet
let not eyes meet.
Her long thick hair
covered her, bare,
to derriere.
She sat upright
in the dim light
as day met night.
No more I saw -
my eyes went sore
sight did withdraw.
I'd been struck blind,
things could not find.
Guilt seared my mind.
legs to one side,
nothing to hide
amid the street,
while the discreet
let not eyes meet.
Her long thick hair
covered her, bare,
to derriere.
She sat upright
in the dim light
as day met night.
No more I saw -
my eyes went sore
sight did withdraw.
I'd been struck blind,
things could not find.
Guilt seared my mind.
#rhyming
#tradition
222 reads
0 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
26th Dec 2018 9:05pm
26th Dec 2018 9:05pm
A Sneetch ( after Theodor [Dr] Seuss Geisel )
There are havettes, and have notettes–
yet in all honesty, without possessions
who can tell the difference?!
They appear the same shape –
male and female alike; O! But wait!
is it a tittle of a title they covet?!
Or, perhaps, in all honesty –
it’s a jealousy thing ; O! Me! Why
clonedingus another Sneetch?
We each have our trinkets – we’re all
born completus; O! Yet, it’s not enough!
Some Sneetches choose to be leeches!
Is it fortune, fame they don’t deserve –
but feel they...
yet in all honesty, without possessions
who can tell the difference?!
They appear the same shape –
male and female alike; O! But wait!
is it a tittle of a title they covet?!
Or, perhaps, in all honesty –
it’s a jealousy thing ; O! Me! Why
clonedingus another Sneetch?
We each have our trinkets – we’re all
born completus; O! Yet, it’s not enough!
Some Sneetches choose to be leeches!
Is it fortune, fame they don’t deserve –
but feel they...
#jealousy
#conflict
#DrSeuss
1201 reads
7 Comments
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