Miscellaneous Poems by Top Critiquers
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Random, diverse and unusual poetry
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Phantom2426
Poem Published
19th Sep 2020 3:13am
19th Sep 2020 3:13am
Regret of Men and Women
I regret when men
and women cheat
because they ruin it
for all the good men
and women out there
looking to get to
know each other
It's hard to do this
because we all fear
rejection or if they
will cheat on us
Remember one thing
Always treat the
Woman with:
Kindness and Respect
and women cheat
because they ruin it
for all the good men
and women out there
looking to get to
know each other
It's hard to do this
because we all fear
rejection or if they
will cheat on us
Remember one thing
Always treat the
Woman with:
Kindness and Respect
#regret
#rejection
#women
#men
#emotions
28 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:39pm
Yesterday 3:39pm
The Lazy Poem
Poem Prompt By Bruno Mars
The Lazy Song
No excuses for the tone… too lazy to attempt to care
Just another stupid lazy poem
No thoughts to keep anyone warm
Today I don’t want to rhyme, I did not even want to write
I wanted to see how far I could push my mind to make no sense
Tired of being right
Polite
Courteous
I want to be just downright selfish, have the blissful feelings to see what it would feel like to be callous for just one day
Tell the world go and fuck itself
Sorry
See, when I speak, I just...
The Lazy Song
No excuses for the tone… too lazy to attempt to care
Just another stupid lazy poem
No thoughts to keep anyone warm
Today I don’t want to rhyme, I did not even want to write
I wanted to see how far I could push my mind to make no sense
Tired of being right
Polite
Courteous
I want to be just downright selfish, have the blissful feelings to see what it would feel like to be callous for just one day
Tell the world go and fuck itself
Sorry
See, when I speak, I just...
#satirical
#memories
30 reads
8 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 10:06pm
20th Sep 2020 10:06pm
Wake up call
God woke up
From dee darkness,
Huge headache,
By his side an empty cup.
On the screen before Him
The earth
But a mess He could see
Sure that Lucy Fur
Had gotten gain
To his domain,
Drugged Him and
Did her dastardly deed
With the computer keys.
From dee darkness,
Huge headache,
By his side an empty cup.
On the screen before Him
The earth
But a mess He could see
Sure that Lucy Fur
Had gotten gain
To his domain,
Drugged Him and
Did her dastardly deed
With the computer keys.
#atheism
#faith
#pagan
#philosophical
#curse
12 reads
0 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
16th Aug 2020 5:06pm
16th Aug 2020 5:06pm
"Can't help falling in love with this haiku"
wise men say only
fools rush in but I can't help
falling in love with
.... you
Elvis Presley
January 8, 1935—August 16, 1977
fools rush in but I can't help
falling in love with
.... you
Elvis Presley
January 8, 1935—August 16, 1977
#music
#memories
#memorial
#senryu
#nostalgia
109 reads
17 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
14th Sep 2020 2:03pm
14th Sep 2020 2:03pm
Like Water for Chocolate*
In the movie, after a life of cruelty
Evil Mama Elena's ghost
struck out one last time
against Love after death
That's what evil does
when it's exposed;
it plays the victim
to garner sympathetic attention—
attempts to destroy Light
strikes below the belt
with inuendo on its way out
rather than admit
its own wrong doings
( or alternate accounts )
SPOILER ALERT:
Truth overcomes—
so forgive yourself first
for years of deception
on...
Evil Mama Elena's ghost
struck out one last time
against Love after death
That's what evil does
when it's exposed;
it plays the victim
to garner sympathetic attention—
attempts to destroy Light
strikes below the belt
with inuendo on its way out
rather than admit
its own wrong doings
( or alternate accounts )
SPOILER ALERT:
Truth overcomes—
so forgive yourself first
for years of deception
on...
#lies
#evil
#hypocrisy #deception
#hypocrisy #deception
164 reads
Stoney223
Poem Published
17th Sep 2020 5:33pm
17th Sep 2020 5:33pm
FROM FATHER TO SON
Here I am a man and a father as well as my son the seed of my own flesh and blood, for it is through him I stand here before you as more than just an man of dark skin and flesh and blood. For as I see through my son's own eyes from the depth and deepness of my own eyes. I will guide him upon his journey and travel and walk through, the storms and thunder and lightening that surely will shoot across the darken skies. For even in these troubling times of insanity and madness, I as a man and father will guide you against the canvas walls of an corrupt government. Painted by the flow of innocent...
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
24 reads
0 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
16th Mar 2020 6:29am
16th Mar 2020 6:29am
Almost Wanted
Smudged with the previous day’s grime made it difficult to see her sweet cherubic face.
Golden blonde hair, unkempt and unwashed emitted a dirty smell that repelled the other children.
Mismatched hand me down’s, stained and rumpled, targeted disdain by others.
Her mother’s cigarette smoke clinging to her filthy winter coat
isolated her further at recess.
Every tearful act, a scream for attention, so annoyed the harassed and preoccupied adult.
“Mid-year grades reflect incredible potential.” stated her teacher.
“Just...
Golden blonde hair, unkempt and unwashed emitted a dirty smell that repelled the other children.
Mismatched hand me down’s, stained and rumpled, targeted disdain by others.
Her mother’s cigarette smoke clinging to her filthy winter coat
isolated her further at recess.
Every tearful act, a scream for attention, so annoyed the harassed and preoccupied adult.
“Mid-year grades reflect incredible potential.” stated her teacher.
“Just...
#rejection
#suicide
278 reads
43 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 6:32pm
20th Sep 2020 6:32pm
No Point
I've often wondered
if the point really is
that there is no point.
Have you?
Sometimes life
is hard.
if the point really is
that there is no point.
Have you?
Sometimes life
is hard.
#LifeStruggles
35 reads
4 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2020 9:47am
22nd Aug 2020 9:47am
Passing
Passing
The sands of time run continuously, things in life dont stop, contol is momentary, you cant stop the clock
People come people go, like the tides that drive the sea, drifting in drifting out, its how our life must be
One moment you're the inspired one, you share a connected thing, happiness is everywhere, you feel the warmth they bring
Fleeting, passing moments, a oasis in the sand, a few sips of water, in a baron lifeless land
One moment you're in sunshine, the next freezing in the snow, things get flipped so easily, its part of...
The sands of time run continuously, things in life dont stop, contol is momentary, you cant stop the clock
People come people go, like the tides that drive the sea, drifting in drifting out, its how our life must be
One moment you're the inspired one, you share a connected thing, happiness is everywhere, you feel the warmth they bring
Fleeting, passing moments, a oasis in the sand, a few sips of water, in a baron lifeless land
One moment you're in sunshine, the next freezing in the snow, things get flipped so easily, its part of...
#LifeCycle
53 reads
8 Comments
Pimp2ThaFuture04
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 1:03pm
13th Sep 2020 1:03pm
Poetic Energy
Yo! You just plugged into raw emotions spoken from a Poet or Poetess
The paradigm has been shifted
from Pen's getting lifted
Inked up pages of
"Rhyme Scheme Worship"
Storytelling tongue twisters
Language structured linguistics
Bedtime stories added to your
reading list consist of naughty thoughts
Your energy let's talk about it
Some of the favs are #Erotic
Getting brain teased
Feels so melodic
Hold down that drip in your
"Panties" attitudes are
so unapologetic and uncanny
Diving deep...
The paradigm has been shifted
from Pen's getting lifted
Inked up pages of
"Rhyme Scheme Worship"
Storytelling tongue twisters
Language structured linguistics
Bedtime stories added to your
reading list consist of naughty thoughts
Your energy let's talk about it
Some of the favs are #Erotic
Getting brain teased
Feels so melodic
Hold down that drip in your
"Panties" attitudes are
so unapologetic and uncanny
Diving deep...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
95 reads
15 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Jul 2020 00:40am
9th Jul 2020 00:40am
Pickles
So here it is, you asked for a poem about pickles,
It will be a mess when it trickles down the microphone,
The jokes may be a little fickle and not as good as Don Rickles,
If you remember the old sicko who used to tickle people’s funny bones.
I expect to get paid a nickel for every time I rhyme,
So if you count in the previous line – that adds up to a dime,
And though I’m still wondering why you wanted a piece about a veggie,
I wasn’t sure if I could write something and make it a little edgy.
You know I don’t like them in my sandwiches or...
It will be a mess when it trickles down the microphone,
The jokes may be a little fickle and not as good as Don Rickles,
If you remember the old sicko who used to tickle people’s funny bones.
I expect to get paid a nickel for every time I rhyme,
So if you count in the previous line – that adds up to a dime,
And though I’m still wondering why you wanted a piece about a veggie,
I wasn’t sure if I could write something and make it a little edgy.
You know I don’t like them in my sandwiches or...
#children
#food
#rhyming
98 reads
11 Comments
DanielChristensen
Poem Published
15th Jan 2020 7:54pm
15th Jan 2020 7:54pm
The Animal of Infinite Imagination
Proem:
Do you know what genius is
I summon it
It is the jinn
I beckon
With fire and smoke
Corruption permeates everything, cracks in everything and the enigma of everything is that it is defined best by its flaws, by what it lacks, what will hurt it, what will destroy it. I would have to fall down and worship if I paused and allowed myself to know and believe that its flaws are its beauty. That its tenderness lies in its vulnerabilities. That these are a gravity against which all things labor, the weakest points, these crack and splinter,...
Do you know what genius is
I summon it
It is the jinn
I beckon
With fire and smoke
Corruption permeates everything, cracks in everything and the enigma of everything is that it is defined best by its flaws, by what it lacks, what will hurt it, what will destroy it. I would have to fall down and worship if I paused and allowed myself to know and believe that its flaws are its beauty. That its tenderness lies in its vulnerabilities. That these are a gravity against which all things labor, the weakest points, these crack and splinter,...
#strength
#science
#universe
#TruthOfLife
#myself
330 reads
17 Comments
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