Miscellaneous Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Random, diverse and unusual poetry
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Moment of clarity
I'm sitting here.
Writing this down.
Knowing my thoughts are fleeting.
This thought that's come to mind.
I'm feeling ok.
No cares in the world.
Cause I'm not missing you.
Thruth. Had a drink.
A toke & a snort.
Mellow as the fiddlers three.
Like a pirate walking the plank.
Who's mate's donated rum rations.
Danced a jig on the plank did he.
As along he jigged to the end.
I'm not walking the plank.
I'll be alive tomo. Maņana.
I've been happy for a brief moment.
A rest bite...
Writing this down.
Knowing my thoughts are fleeting.
This thought that's come to mind.
I'm feeling ok.
No cares in the world.
Cause I'm not missing you.
Thruth. Had a drink.
A toke & a snort.
Mellow as the fiddlers three.
Like a pirate walking the plank.
Who's mate's donated rum rations.
Danced a jig on the plank did he.
As along he jigged to the end.
I'm not walking the plank.
I'll be alive tomo. Maņana.
I've been happy for a brief moment.
A rest bite...
#grief
#hope
#LifeAsAWriter
#MovingOn
#sadness
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Rivulets
A silver glint of a sharper edge
Impatient as fuck for a river to dredge
Trembling fingers and expectant breath
"I swear on my life it won't lead to my death"
I just want it to hurt, so I turn the blade
I rip my skin open and let myself fade
It's agony; keeping my thoughts from that bliss
Months may have passed, but you're certainly missed
I miss it so much, my skin sings for the pain
But I cannot succumb, lest my bedsheets get stained
I have a reason to live, but I'd still like to die
For fucks sake, it's been so...
Impatient as fuck for a river to dredge
Trembling fingers and expectant breath
"I swear on my life it won't lead to my death"
I just want it to hurt, so I turn the blade
I rip my skin open and let myself fade
It's agony; keeping my thoughts from that bliss
Months may have passed, but you're certainly missed
I miss it so much, my skin sings for the pain
But I cannot succumb, lest my bedsheets get stained
I have a reason to live, but I'd still like to die
For fucks sake, it's been so...
#despair
#SelfHarm
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The Arc of Man
The Spiral path
Born in hushed depths.
Life begins within stillness, untouched.
A pulse beats softly, whispering.
The world unseen, the breath unbroken.
Eyes widen to dawnlit hues.
Tiny hands grasp air, light floods.
Laughter resounds, innocence blossoms unspoiled.
Each step echoes, milestones multiply endlessly.
Anger broods in corners unseen, veiled whispers.
Trust fractures, sharp words scar tender hearts.
Dreams unravel, tempestuous skies unfurling in chaos.
Childhood fades swiftly, burdens linger as...
Born in hushed depths.
Life begins within stillness, untouched.
A pulse beats softly, whispering.
The world unseen, the breath unbroken.
Eyes widen to dawnlit hues.
Tiny hands grasp air, light floods.
Laughter resounds, innocence blossoms unspoiled.
Each step echoes, milestones multiply endlessly.
Anger broods in corners unseen, veiled whispers.
Trust fractures, sharp words scar tender hearts.
Dreams unravel, tempestuous skies unfurling in chaos.
Childhood fades swiftly, burdens linger as...
#LifeCycle
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