Miscellaneous Poems
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Random, diverse and unusual poetry
This section is for poems that don't fit into other categories. A diverse choice of miscellaneous poetry, including random and abstract poems about strange and unusual subject matter, and emotions not covered in the other sections. If you like surprises, then you're in luck.
Tallquietguy
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:50pm
Yesterday 11:50pm
Dancing with an Angel
Waltzing with an angel,
Dancing on a cloud
Laughing at the danger
Sunbeams shining down
So fragile is the moment,
A ghost without a face
I touch your hand in passing
It takes my breath away
Dancing with an angel,
Floating on a cloud
The melody consumes us
We glide without a sound
So fragile is this moment,
A love without a place
You smile and darkness flees
My heart begins to race
Whirling with an angel,
Spinning all around
We shake the heavens loose
Stars falling to the...
Dancing on a cloud
Laughing at the danger
Sunbeams shining down
So fragile is the moment,
A ghost without a face
I touch your hand in passing
It takes my breath away
Dancing with an angel,
Floating on a cloud
The melody consumes us
We glide without a sound
So fragile is this moment,
A love without a place
You smile and darkness flees
My heart begins to race
Whirling with an angel,
Spinning all around
We shake the heavens loose
Stars falling to the...
#happiness
#love
#romantic
#disappointment
#bittersweet
3 reads
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nomoth
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:26pm
Yesterday 11:26pm
on saol hon
visualh
#dreams
#animals
8 reads
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mommabutterfly999_
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:37pm
Yesterday 9:37pm
Nympho Matriarchy
Today she broke the fucking bar.
Rose up from the blood and tar.
So willing, able to write her name
on a world she knew,
now never the same.
Decided to Jump out of her skin,
to kiss,
to bite the devil's grin.
Finding peace ...
Rose up from the blood and tar.
So willing, able to write her name
on a world she knew,
now never the same.
Decided to Jump out of her skin,
to kiss,
to bite the devil's grin.
Finding peace ...
12 reads
5 Comments
Scolar37
Scott Millar
Scott Millar
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:17pm
Yesterday 6:17pm
Opportunity Knocks
Opportunity Knocks...
This door is open but I darent go through it
For it isnt a door in a wall?
This door is a trap door
That if I enter I guess I will fall?
And its not very inviting,
Instead it poses a threat...
Not sure if I'm keen to see
With whom I'm gonna be met...
So I'll stay here on this side
For this side feels safe and secure..
Not every door that opens
Is an opportunity for sure!
This openings dark,
Theres no light shining through...
No sunshine encouraging me, ...
This door is open but I darent go through it
For it isnt a door in a wall?
This door is a trap door
That if I enter I guess I will fall?
And its not very inviting,
Instead it poses a threat...
Not sure if I'm keen to see
With whom I'm gonna be met...
So I'll stay here on this side
For this side feels safe and secure..
Not every door that opens
Is an opportunity for sure!
This openings dark,
Theres no light shining through...
No sunshine encouraging me, ...
#funny
4 reads
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Seed
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:07pm
Yesterday 6:07pm
In the Interest of Sin
It is not for man to direct his own steps." - Jeremiah 10:23
"There's a way that seems right to a man, but in the end it leads to destruction." - Proverbs 16:25
You know, if the devil would tell us what we're really in for, nobody would ever be tempted.
But he makes it interesting and inviting and fun and exciting, as though we'll be exempted.
And before we realize that it is a trap, the hook is in our mouth or the jaws are clamped voraciously upon our leg.
Because the demons never drag us into hell kicking and screaming, so we'll never have to beg. ...
"There's a way that seems right to a man, but in the end it leads to destruction." - Proverbs 16:25
You know, if the devil would tell us what we're really in for, nobody would ever be tempted.
But he makes it interesting and inviting and fun and exciting, as though we'll be exempted.
And before we realize that it is a trap, the hook is in our mouth or the jaws are clamped voraciously upon our leg.
Because the demons never drag us into hell kicking and screaming, so we'll never have to beg. ...
#death
#devil
#morality
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Seed
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:06pm
Yesterday 6:06pm
Healers
Witch doctor want you help me?
This Voodoo Woman has got a hold on me
Boogie Man come to my aid
She's a demon and chasing after me
Snake Oil Salesman do you have the cure?
Cause she's a snake if the grass and I love it when she slithers over me
Medicine Man I need a pill to make me stop lovin' her
Cause the pain she brings, it makes me want to die
Shaman work your magic to set me free
Cause this Voodoo woman's sure got a hold on me
This Voodoo Woman has got a hold on me
Boogie Man come to my aid
She's a demon and chasing after me
Snake Oil Salesman do you have the cure?
Cause she's a snake if the grass and I love it when she slithers over me
Medicine Man I need a pill to make me stop lovin' her
Cause the pain she brings, it makes me want to die
Shaman work your magic to set me free
Cause this Voodoo woman's sure got a hold on me
#spiritual
#illness
#healing
5 reads
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Nightmoth
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:29pm
Yesterday 4:29pm
3 Fold Cord
My brother, your voice I have not heard
for nine months or more
has your sickness much improved
or are you still as before
The nights are long and the days short
and the seagulls come in land
the virus locked me up indoors
no visitors come by
My thoughts are of our brother in Spain
ten long years since the day
a three fold cord is not easily broke
not easily broken away
for nine months or more
has your sickness much improved
or are you still as before
The nights are long and the days short
and the seagulls come in land
the virus locked me up indoors
no visitors come by
My thoughts are of our brother in Spain
ten long years since the day
a three fold cord is not easily broke
not easily broken away
#grief
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Insiderew
Rew
Rew
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:21am
Yesterday 11:21am
Alarm Clock trioletx3
The alarm clock clangs dreadful hours
ordering ''Start, your daily grind!''
why can't I sleep still like flowers
the alarm clock clangs dreadful hours,
I need sleep within my bower
not on the road dead in my mind
the alarm clock clangs dreadful hours
ordering, " Start your daily grind!''
*
O joyous morn' I'm still abed
alarm clock thrown out the window
for long I thought I'd soon be dead
O joyous morn' I'm still...
ordering ''Start, your daily grind!''
why can't I sleep still like flowers
the alarm clock clangs dreadful hours,
I need sleep within my bower
not on the road dead in my mind
the alarm clock clangs dreadful hours
ordering, " Start your daily grind!''
*
O joyous morn' I'm still abed
alarm clock thrown out the window
for long I thought I'd soon be dead
O joyous morn' I'm still...
#triolet
4 reads
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DevilsChild
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:07am
Yesterday 11:07am
Hot Head
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#dirty
20 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:45am
Yesterday 9:45am
pandemic morning
Pandemic Morning
It has been raining in the night
the haar lingers in the bay, but I can see
clouds breaking up,
the sky hides the nascent sun.
Morning coffee is a must.
The air is chilly
he leaves the terrace.
He looks out of the window
in his study and looks at a subdued street
suffering under the pandemic.
It is a sad moment of the day
like it was hesitant to begin.
Then he sees green shoots on a tree
and knows he will live
and love a bit longer.
It has been raining in the night
the haar lingers in the bay, but I can see
clouds breaking up,
the sky hides the nascent sun.
Morning coffee is a must.
The air is chilly
he leaves the terrace.
He looks out of the window
in his study and looks at a subdued street
suffering under the pandemic.
It is a sad moment of the day
like it was hesitant to begin.
Then he sees green shoots on a tree
and knows he will live
and love a bit longer.
#kindness
#courage
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeGoals
#learning
5 reads
1 Comment
Scolar37
Scott Millar
Scott Millar
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:58am
Yesterday 8:58am
Angry Bird
Angry Bird
A duck was swimming past me
She wanted to reach the sea
But in her way lay many obstacles
And one of them was me,
Move out my way she whacked at me
I want to leave this cold land!
So I moved a few twigs, I moved a few branches,
But the duck she just snapped at my hand?
Dont you need any help? I yelled
I'm just trying to make your path clear,
So nothing can prevent you from flying off
And you can get right out of here!
I'm not an invalid the duck quickly replied
As she angrily went on her way, ...
A duck was swimming past me
She wanted to reach the sea
But in her way lay many obstacles
And one of them was me,
Move out my way she whacked at me
I want to leave this cold land!
So I moved a few twigs, I moved a few branches,
But the duck she just snapped at my hand?
Dont you need any help? I yelled
I'm just trying to make your path clear,
So nothing can prevent you from flying off
And you can get right out of here!
I'm not an invalid the duck quickly replied
As she angrily went on her way, ...
#funny
10 reads
2 Comments
Scolar37
Scott Millar
Scott Millar
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:56am
Yesterday 8:56am
The Broken Bicuit Repair Shop
The broken biscuit repair shop
I can't quite understand it?
The staff are all fingers and thumbs
Ok I get it, there's loads of work
In reconstructing broken crumbs
And yes I know it must be frustrating
Seperating the chocolate from the cream
But someone's got to do it!
It's a chocoholics dream.......!
Maybe if they weren't so fragile
Or if they were made of stronger stuff
There would be no broken biscuit repair shop
No crumbs in the pigs feeding trough...
The staff would be unemployed
There fingers...
I can't quite understand it?
The staff are all fingers and thumbs
Ok I get it, there's loads of work
In reconstructing broken crumbs
And yes I know it must be frustrating
Seperating the chocolate from the cream
But someone's got to do it!
It's a chocoholics dream.......!
Maybe if they weren't so fragile
Or if they were made of stronger stuff
There would be no broken biscuit repair shop
No crumbs in the pigs feeding trough...
The staff would be unemployed
There fingers...
#funny
9 reads
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