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.
SamSung
Poem Published
Today 1:16pm
Today 1:16pm
Her Alchemical Tools
Her magical touch
The alchemical wand
To transform
My personality.
Her Succulent skin
The playground
To sensitize
My probing fingers.
Her heart
The lyre
To render
Sacred hymns
In the holy temple.
Her glittering eyes
The light
To light my path
In the nights of adversity.
Her attentive ears
The satellite
To transmit messages
From the universe.
Her enticing words
The spaceship
To transport me
Into the spaciousness of infinity.
Her...
The alchemical wand
To transform
My personality.
Her Succulent skin
The playground
To sensitize
My probing fingers.
Her heart
The lyre
To render
Sacred hymns
In the holy temple.
Her glittering eyes
The light
To light my path
In the nights of adversity.
Her attentive ears
The satellite
To transmit messages
From the universe.
Her enticing words
The spaceship
To transport me
Into the spaciousness of infinity.
Her...
#inspirational
#admiration
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0 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
Today 11:44am
Today 11:44am
The Blue Bus
A meeting place of vapors,
Beams stream like willows which weep;
Frost accosts
The
Window’s
Surface,
As consciousness
Surfaces
In
The
Senses, sensed -
Condensed
In
Monuments
Of
Moments,
Written in rising horizons,
Followed
From
Dust to dusk
In
A frame
Of
Pleasure and pain
That
Remains
In
Songs
Of
The end of things:
End
Of
Things.
Beams stream like willows which weep;
Frost accosts
The
Window’s
Surface,
As consciousness
Surfaces
In
The
Senses, sensed -
Condensed
In
Monuments
Of
Moments,
Written in rising horizons,
Followed
From
Dust to dusk
In
A frame
Of
Pleasure and pain
That
Remains
In
Songs
Of
The end of things:
End
Of
Things.
#shadows
13 reads
1 Comment
Cipher_O
Poem Published
Today 11:44am
Today 11:44am
Descent
In gothic arches of echoes,
The way of the entry
Mutes terpsichorean harpsichords,
Recorded
In
Golden chords, distorted:
The sun
Becomes
One
That is none,
As the gravity of cold
Summons
The
Soul,
Never to be sold -
To have and to
Hold,
Sole friend - next to the end,
Here -
To
Descend,
Into the land
Of only darkness,
Depth
&
Distance,
...
The way of the entry
Mutes terpsichorean harpsichords,
Recorded
In
Golden chords, distorted:
The sun
Becomes
One
That is none,
As the gravity of cold
Summons
The
Soul,
Never to be sold -
To have and to
Hold,
Sole friend - next to the end,
Here -
To
Descend,
Into the land
Of only darkness,
Depth
&
Distance,
...
#shadows
12 reads
0 Comments
applepieand_books
Poem Published
Today 4:01am
Today 4:01am
My Lifeline(s)
I would be dead.
I love you both so much,
Different types.
Me without y’all is like
Biscuits without butter,
Or tea without sugar.
And I’m so thankful for
Y’all in my life.
I love you guys.
I love you both so much,
Different types.
Me without y’all is like
Biscuits without butter,
Or tea without sugar.
And I’m so thankful for
Y’all in my life.
I love you guys.
#love
#boyfriend
#BestFriend #support
#BestFriend #support
10 reads
0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
Today 1:18am
Today 1:18am
attractively controversial
& what would stevie smith say
say what would stevie smith
say what would stevie smith say dear old stevie said that ?!
say what would stevie smith
say what would stevie smith say dear old stevie said that ?!
#LifeAsAWriter
10 reads
0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:29pm
Yesterday 11:29pm
and jack broke his crown
since the stroke I’ve lost my sense of balance, which is why, whilst engaged in so many arguments I often fall down
#water
18 reads
5 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:05pm
Yesterday 11:05pm
Life's Streams
Beneath the mascaraed moon
blending with love's blush
gentle songs flow easy
down life's streams
on steamboats with calliopes
of the sweet veil and gin's quinine
with lime whiskey lips
blending with love's blush
gentle songs flow easy
down life's streams
on steamboats with calliopes
of the sweet veil and gin's quinine
with lime whiskey lips
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
33 reads
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:29pm
Yesterday 9:29pm
Utility Bills
The utility bills are increasing and I'm getting a meagre salary
I've been receiving high water bills for the past four months
And I'm tired of paying exorbitant electricity bills that I don't owe
I don't want to hear anything about money unless I'm getting it
I've been receiving high water bills for the past four months
And I'm tired of paying exorbitant electricity bills that I don't owe
I don't want to hear anything about money unless I'm getting it
#LifeStruggles
#money
15 reads
2 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:25pm
Yesterday 7:25pm
Merry Christmas, Mom - Part IX
What I'm saying about you isn't hard for others to understand.
You were my mother and until March of 2013, I was a lucky man.
But you died on March the 6th of 2013 and I ran out of luck.
When I had to say goodbye, it felt like lightning had struck.
You and I spent our Christmases together for over forty years.
But we'd never share another Christmas and losing you drove me to tears.
You were so special that they probably threw a party when you arrived at the Pearly Gates.
I know that The Lord is happy to have you in Heaven but your death is something...
You were my mother and until March of 2013, I was a lucky man.
But you died on March the 6th of 2013 and I ran out of luck.
When I had to say goodbye, it felt like lightning had struck.
You and I spent our Christmases together for over forty years.
But we'd never share another Christmas and losing you drove me to tears.
You were so special that they probably threw a party when you arrived at the Pearly Gates.
I know that The Lord is happy to have you in Heaven but your death is something...
#mother
#death
#Christmas #nonfiction
#Christmas #nonfiction
21 reads
1 Comment
OG-Poetry
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:38pm
Yesterday 2:38pm
… little eyes
innocent and caring,
they really see more,
those big little eyes,
that walk
through our core,
they skip through
our minds,
and push open the doors,
so behind your smiles
or inside your frowns,
those little bitty eyes,
are wandering around.
they really see more,
those big little eyes,
that walk
through our core,
they skip through
our minds,
and push open the doors,
so behind your smiles
or inside your frowns,
those little bitty eyes,
are wandering around.
#children
#honesty
#support
#philosophical
#wisdom
23 reads
2 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:59am
Yesterday 11:59am
The Depth of Ink
Your seclusion is a parade
Made
Of components
Of
Instruments infinite:
A maze breeze
In
Indigo adagio -
As amazed trees
Spin -
Suspensions in utero,
Where an owl’s I’s
Oversee
Shades and shadows,
Shifting -
In
Velveteen seas
Of
Mysteries,
In capitulations of captivations -
Absorbing the dimensions
As
A privilege
&
Passage
Into linguistic mansions
Of
Light ...
Made
Of components
Of
Instruments infinite:
A maze breeze
In
Indigo adagio -
As amazed trees
Spin -
Suspensions in utero,
Where an owl’s I’s
Oversee
Shades and shadows,
Shifting -
In
Velveteen seas
Of
Mysteries,
In capitulations of captivations -
Absorbing the dimensions
As
A privilege
&
Passage
Into linguistic mansions
Of
Light ...
#shadows
27 reads
2 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:58am
Yesterday 11:58am
The Spell of Your Name
Your heart beating against my heart -
I listen to the music of your spheres,
Entering my senses in celestial shores,
Serenading me, with the story of you,
Falling over me, like tears -
Initiating the blossoming of flowers
So that we might dance, among timeless hours,
In a moment of forevers
Stayed made - forever ours,
To breathe you in -
In spiraled ringlets, resulting,
Composed of pieces of my impressions of you,
Entering every aspect of the senses
In sensations of impossible satiations,
...
I listen to the music of your spheres,
Entering my senses in celestial shores,
Serenading me, with the story of you,
Falling over me, like tears -
Initiating the blossoming of flowers
So that we might dance, among timeless hours,
In a moment of forevers
Stayed made - forever ours,
To breathe you in -
In spiraled ringlets, resulting,
Composed of pieces of my impressions of you,
Entering every aspect of the senses
In sensations of impossible satiations,
...
#shadows
37 reads
3 Comments
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