Miscellaneous Poems by Top Critiquers
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Random, diverse and unusual poetry
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Overstimulated
Tormented soul in need of sleep
Bloodshot eyes beginning to itch
Broken promises often turn deep
A secret buried in a shallow ditch
Time has caged this lonely beast
Made him the shell he’s become
Stripped him bare before the feast
Overstimulated by pain until numb
Bloodshot eyes beginning to itch
Broken promises often turn deep
A secret buried in a shallow ditch
Time has caged this lonely beast
Made him the shell he’s become
Stripped him bare before the feast
Overstimulated by pain until numb
#philosophical
135 reads
29 Comments
Dumb
In the early 1960's a man from Russia found an old artillery shell left over from the war, and used it as an anvil for more then 10 years. One day he was blown to bits when his hammer hit the shell in just the right place.
#ignorance
#satirical
63 reads
10 Comments
Special Birthday Message For PoetSpeak...
Stop acting the slut
Wantin' plenty of smut
You might be in luck
If you fancy a fuck
Don't be a schmuck
Rolling in muck
Ending up stuck
Cos you might wanna suck
Hickory dickory dock
The mouse needed some cock
The clock struck twelve
Oh what the hell
Are you up for that fuck?
Happy Birthday Spunky!
Wantin' plenty of smut
You might be in luck
If you fancy a fuck
Don't be a schmuck
Rolling in muck
Ending up stuck
Cos you might wanna suck
Hickory dickory dock
The mouse needed some cock
The clock struck twelve
Oh what the hell
Are you up for that fuck?
Happy Birthday Spunky!
#admiration
#happiness
#gratitude #respect
#gratitude #respect
77 reads
19 Comments
THE OUTSIDE IS SECONDARY

#sex
#erotic
#sensual
#orgasm
#seductive
223 reads
2 Comments
Therealher56
That’s how you can find me
On allpoetry.com
See you on the other side
On allpoetry.com
See you on the other side
#heartbroken
146 reads
19 Comments
Secret Family Tree
From what I can remember when we all gathered together, at Big Mama's house where the elders of the women's, would prepare a Home Town cook out for gathering, for the family. IT was a time that I will never forget. As it was a gathering of the elders and uncles and aunts and sisters and brothers, with their off springs children running around playing children games. While the olders people would play cards or shuffle board games, as the elders would look out and see the families all together in one place. Yet they could be found sitting up under a old oak tree, in the shade of the afternoon...
#childhood
#confusion
#memories
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
67 reads
0 Comments
Rabbit Rabbit
Visual comp
#food
317 reads
26 Comments
Error: This submission has been hidden by the author.
Now I want to read your poem
More than ever
Send it to me privately
Does anyone ever unhide a poem?
I've never hidden
Mostly I just delete and move on.....
More than ever
Send it to me privately
Does anyone ever unhide a poem?
I've never hidden
Mostly I just delete and move on.....
#CharlesBukowski
#EECummings
#risk
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
125 reads
27 Comments
MY NAME IS JUDE
My name is Jude,
from Cornwall's Bude.
Lifeboats I crewed.
I am a dude
who drinks things brewed,
and does go nude.
Not being rude;
in terms not crude,
I'm just no prude
in attitude
to clothes eschewed
in solitude,
where multitude
with mindsets lewd
do not intrude.
from Cornwall's Bude.
Lifeboats I crewed.
I am a dude
who drinks things brewed,
and does go nude.
Not being rude;
in terms not crude,
I'm just no prude
in attitude
to clothes eschewed
in solitude,
where multitude
with mindsets lewd
do not intrude.
#men
#rhyming
#funny
467 reads
2 Comments
~cua cua
crabby
crustaceans parade
from highly salted
& pressurised mid-seas ..
inspired from the so
recent news …simmering
in bloodied human hunger..
towards
namesake summoned peace
treaties of the tricky capital..
wearing their trending
military-labelled terrorism ..
enroute the trading roguish
& pirating- the deadly silent Atlantic..
they had sumptuously drunk in their
quizzically coloured beverage.. that’s
ubiquitously smothering the seas
in nacreous rainbow
spills- those...
crustaceans parade
from highly salted
& pressurised mid-seas ..
inspired from the so
recent news …simmering
in bloodied human hunger..
towards
namesake summoned peace
treaties of the tricky capital..
wearing their trending
military-labelled terrorism ..
enroute the trading roguish
& pirating- the deadly silent Atlantic..
they had sumptuously drunk in their
quizzically coloured beverage.. that’s
ubiquitously smothering the seas
in nacreous rainbow
spills- those...
#animals
#CallToAction
#consumerism
#nature
#violence
107 reads
6 Comments
The Mole
dive deep into troubled souls
dig the soil like spiritual moles
underground light is not needed
other senses aren't impeded
turn away from modern things
listen when our minds do sing
seek not solace from above
the answers lie in human love
be not afraid to suffer much
in that pain renounce the crutch
of our egos and controls
it is not us,it's not our souls.
dig the soil like spiritual moles
underground light is not needed
other senses aren't impeded
turn away from modern things
listen when our minds do sing
seek not solace from above
the answers lie in human love
be not afraid to suffer much
in that pain renounce the crutch
of our egos and controls
it is not us,it's not our souls.
#CallToAction
44 reads
0 Comments
Balls
Balls bounce high and low.
Joyful laughter fills the air
of games we love and know.
Rubber spheres in flight.
Echoes of a child's delight.
Sunshine warms the sight.
Park's a playground bright.
Kicking, tossing, in full light,
energy's pure might.
Day turns into dusk.
Bouncing slows yet spirits bask
in the joy of play.
Joyful laughter fills the air
of games we love and know.
Rubber spheres in flight.
Echoes of a child's delight.
Sunshine warms the sight.
Park's a playground bright.
Kicking, tossing, in full light,
energy's pure might.
Day turns into dusk.
Bouncing slows yet spirits bask
in the joy of play.
#freedom
#funny
#happiness
60 reads
10 Comments
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