Long Miscellaneous Poems
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Random, diverse and unusual poetry
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
Stoney223
Poem Published
1st Mar 2021 7:47pm
1st Mar 2021 7:47pm
WHEN WE TRANSCEND MENTALLY
Even though sometimes things get confusing, as it slowly disengages the depth of your subconsciousness. Merely bringing those days of not being able to even see straight, or even think straight no matter how hard you try to escape from the madness and insanity. But yet beneath the deepness of your mind eyes, only you hold the key to unlocking the deepness within your spiritual subconsciousness. To escape from the madness and insanity that seems, to be nonsense of negativity eating away at your flesh and bones like flies to shit. So you ask thyself in honesty and truth, how can I escape from...
#motivational
#inspirational
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
29 reads
7 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
28th Feb 2021 7:19am
28th Feb 2021 7:19am
HARD
life is hard
death is hard
I'm hard
these times are hard
why is everything so fucking hard?
i'm a rebel without a pause
my mind runs races
something's wrong with my heart
and I can't even trace it
wish I could slow down
give up this fight I've been losing
not sure what it is I'm fighting for
imaginary enemies all around
so I rather just shut the whole world out
my head is a graveyard
always digging up the past
reminds me I'm a fucking asshole ...
death is hard
I'm hard
these times are hard
why is everything so fucking hard?
i'm a rebel without a pause
my mind runs races
something's wrong with my heart
and I can't even trace it
wish I could slow down
give up this fight I've been losing
not sure what it is I'm fighting for
imaginary enemies all around
so I rather just shut the whole world out
my head is a graveyard
always digging up the past
reminds me I'm a fucking asshole ...
#depression
#myself
41 reads
9 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
27th Feb 2021 5:44pm
27th Feb 2021 5:44pm
FREE ME TO LIVE
They say that we got to go through something's, to appreciate and understand the true meaning to value, as nothing shall last forever but yet there is always a tomorrow if we dream, that there could be a beautiful blessing to tomorrow. For I know that might not make sense at this moment in time, but it's just something to pass on to the subconsciousness of your mind. For here I am as I am a mere man of a present of what is called life, yet I am who has an past that follows an path towards my unspoken and unknown future. But yet beneath the surface of my subconsciousness, echoing through the...
#childhood
#death
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
#aging
26 reads
4 Comments
0913338
Semaj
Semaj
Poem Published
17th Feb 2021 5:04am
17th Feb 2021 5:04am
temporal manifesto for the necessity of poets
steel hand blades sketch
with a discerning feather touch
for the surgeon
precise cuts are the line between
van gogh brush strokes
painting eyes in gold
country suns
and the eternal ink of oblivion
but you poet
dirty nails clawing
this refuse of words
your garbage skin
reeks needled abuse
and primping egotism
the jagged art of your rusty
word pills and bruised
arrow pierced bodies
...
with a discerning feather touch
for the surgeon
precise cuts are the line between
van gogh brush strokes
painting eyes in gold
country suns
and the eternal ink of oblivion
but you poet
dirty nails clawing
this refuse of words
your garbage skin
reeks needled abuse
and primping egotism
the jagged art of your rusty
word pills and bruised
arrow pierced bodies
...
#identity
#WritingPoetry
59 reads
10 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
16th Feb 2021 8:43pm
16th Feb 2021 8:43pm
New Miscellany for the Queen
That little, wicked pleasantry we had a while ago,,,,
where did they
go?
~ Assuming somewhere
they went........~
Here's a pocketful
of wanderers,
looking to wander no
more,
hoping you'd be
kind enough to
take them as they
are. Will tomorrow
be time enough to
...
where did they
go?
~ Assuming somewhere
they went........~
Here's a pocketful
of wanderers,
looking to wander no
more,
hoping you'd be
kind enough to
take them as they
are. Will tomorrow
be time enough to
...
#anxiety
#PTSD
#nightmares #fear
#nightmares #fear
39 reads
5 Comments
Scolar37
Scott Millar
Scott Millar
Poem Published
16th Feb 2021 12:39pm
16th Feb 2021 12:39pm
A Private Man
I'm a private man,
But I've opened myself up on here?
I seem to be more honest with myself
As I approach my twilight years...
But I'm happy about that to be honest (lol)
I'm glad that I'm finally me
Not someone who tries to fit in any more
For that's the way I used to be...
But I guess that's what we all did?
Especially whilst in our youth
Now I dont care what anyone says or thinks
And that's the absolute truth...
I...
But I've opened myself up on here?
I seem to be more honest with myself
As I approach my twilight years...
But I'm happy about that to be honest (lol)
I'm glad that I'm finally me
Not someone who tries to fit in any more
For that's the way I used to be...
But I guess that's what we all did?
Especially whilst in our youth
Now I dont care what anyone says or thinks
And that's the absolute truth...
I...
#admiration
34 reads
3 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
16th Feb 2021 2:41am
16th Feb 2021 2:41am
At The Mall With Blind Joe Death and dada
A nearly non-descript fellow in a gray flannel suit is on the down steps of the
blessed escalator in a mall near you.
The only odd thing about him his head, which is wrapped in dirty, stained white linen. Meet Blind Joe Death.
He's followed by another fellow even more non-descript than he, so why
bother to attempt to describe him. suffice to say he's in "human" in
form, as is the other guy.
The first "other guy" likes his name of "Blind joe
Death". Everybody thinks they "know" him, And that's okay withol' B.J.
...
blessed escalator in a mall near you.
The only odd thing about him his head, which is wrapped in dirty, stained white linen. Meet Blind Joe Death.
He's followed by another fellow even more non-descript than he, so why
bother to attempt to describe him. suffice to say he's in "human" in
form, as is the other guy.
The first "other guy" likes his name of "Blind joe
Death". Everybody thinks they "know" him, And that's okay withol' B.J.
...
#fate
#ghosts
#dialogue
#dystopian
#manipulation
29 reads
1 Comment
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
9th Feb 2021 9:58pm
9th Feb 2021 9:58pm
A USUAL ENTITY- This is really not a poem, nor anything else.
Human life, in it's most per-
vasive form,
takes
so much for granted.
Most folks
never
consider how their
inner life make cause for
what happens
in what they project of these "inner mind" things
ever at all. Meaning
not at all.
...
vasive form,
takes
so much for granted.
Most folks
never
consider how their
inner life make cause for
what happens
in what they project of these "inner mind" things
ever at all. Meaning
not at all.
...
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#motivational
#myself
#LifeCycle
44 reads
6 Comments
dangerouscurves
Poem Published
9th Feb 2021 6:08pm
9th Feb 2021 6:08pm
The Actress
I have played many roles to appease people.
Who would not return the favor if they could?
I have become Chamaeleon to adapt in every place I went.
Allowed people to see my emotions as a weakness.
Fearing my vulnerability, afraid of how it could be used.
I covered up every ounce of pain with a smile to make everyone comfy.
While I slowly suffered in silence due to the fact that I felt no one cared to hear.
Finding myself consumed with feelings I no longer understood.
By holding...
Who would not return the favor if they could?
I have become Chamaeleon to adapt in every place I went.
Allowed people to see my emotions as a weakness.
Fearing my vulnerability, afraid of how it could be used.
I covered up every ounce of pain with a smile to make everyone comfy.
While I slowly suffered in silence due to the fact that I felt no one cared to hear.
Finding myself consumed with feelings I no longer understood.
By holding...
#healing
31 reads
1 Comment
Mingoao
Poem Published
7th Feb 2021 8:31pm
7th Feb 2021 8:31pm
I AM
At
the very moment
the universe
came
into existence
I understood
it all
everything . . .
was known
to me
everything
was me
l...
the very moment
the universe
came
into existence
I understood
it all
everything . . .
was known
to me
everything
was me
l...
#philosophical
20 reads
0 Comments
Mingoao
Poem Published
7th Feb 2021 8:24pm
7th Feb 2021 8:24pm
monster . . . Monsters
Ancient wisdom
lies in
Bones
The StoneAge
didn't end
for lack
of stones
monster ~
monsters . .
everywhere
whisper
...
lies in
Bones
The StoneAge
didn't end
for lack
of stones
monster ~
monsters . .
everywhere
whisper
...
#politics
20 reads
0 Comments
Oslynray
Rosalyn
Rosalyn
Poem Published
7th Feb 2021 2:38am
7th Feb 2021 2:38am
The Truce
Before I gave up,
I did try, I endured it all...
Year after year,
It all just became normal.
The angry fits of rage,
The childish manipulations,
We all just take it,
So it’s passed down: generation to generation.
Before I gave up,
I watched you punish us
And yourself...
Cried and prayed,
Watching your deteriorating mental & physical health.
I was an ear to listen,
And I use to fuel the fire before I was able to see...
Before I made the choice that the nonsense stops with me,
Blessed and...
I did try, I endured it all...
Year after year,
It all just became normal.
The angry fits of rage,
The childish manipulations,
We all just take it,
So it’s passed down: generation to generation.
Before I gave up,
I watched you punish us
And yourself...
Cried and prayed,
Watching your deteriorating mental & physical health.
I was an ear to listen,
And I use to fuel the fire before I was able to see...
Before I made the choice that the nonsense stops with me,
Blessed and...
#anger
#family
#LifeCycle
#disappointment
#apathy
52 reads
1 Comment
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