Miscellaneous Poems by Top Critiquers
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Random, diverse and unusual poetry
Poems written by Top Critiquers
highlyfunctional
Poem Published
12th Jun 2019 3:34am
12th Jun 2019 3:34am
Old Souldjia
Too young for the war, she battles
sword and shield; word and heart
Her scars would break most men
But then again, so would she
Atop a bluff overlooking the sea
heavy armor is stripped away
in solitude and only for a moment
a warrior must fight to be a poetess
Quill cuts spilling thick red ink
running black in the moonlight
The wind hides her secrets
from a world not yet worthy
Beyond the water her love awaits
an embrace she longs to hold
Her soul is old behind young eyes
that see...
sword and shield; word and heart
Her scars would break most men
But then again, so would she
Atop a bluff overlooking the sea
heavy armor is stripped away
in solitude and only for a moment
a warrior must fight to be a poetess
Quill cuts spilling thick red ink
running black in the moonlight
The wind hides her secrets
from a world not yet worthy
Beyond the water her love awaits
an embrace she longs to hold
Her soul is old behind young eyes
that see...
#strength
#LifeAsAWriter
62 reads
8 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
9th Sep 2017 2:33pm
9th Sep 2017 2:33pm
finite ll
where do I go?
i've come to the end
verses that once bridged the void
no longer take me to the flowery fields
& sunlit forests of meditation
my words now a winding stairway deep inside
where poetry is an opera of screams
that echos off the steel wall of my mental trap
I seek visions to free me
& one by one they die within
stillborn thoughts
I wonder do these ideas get reincarnated
in the minds of others
I push myself to press on ...
i've come to the end
verses that once bridged the void
no longer take me to the flowery fields
& sunlit forests of meditation
my words now a winding stairway deep inside
where poetry is an opera of screams
that echos off the steel wall of my mental trap
I seek visions to free me
& one by one they die within
stillborn thoughts
I wonder do these ideas get reincarnated
in the minds of others
I push myself to press on ...
356 reads
32 Comments
Josh
Poem Published
14th Jun 2019 9:18am
14th Jun 2019 9:18am
Sets Fire to the Rain
A nerve
hit
sharp;
ploughed under,
not
over the top
each
word
counts …
extraordinary pain
turned into
softened edges.
Mind sifted
heart gifted
delayed reaction
months later
returning
to check
state
of
consciousness.
Some angels
suffer
unduly
for their poetry.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Duende/
hit
sharp;
ploughed under,
not
over the top
each
word
counts …
extraordinary pain
turned into
softened edges.
Mind sifted
heart gifted
delayed reaction
months later
returning
to check
state
of
consciousness.
Some angels
suffer
unduly
for their poetry.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Duende/
#WritingPoetry
#support
#respect
53 reads
14 Comments
PandoraUnleashed
Poem Published
17th May 2019 5:36am
17th May 2019 5:36am
Slayed
Bullshit blared from lifes 'lil music box
Songs of pain and evanescence
Drunken off each caustic tear to drop
Ventured under the lambent of stars
All oblivion illuminated
Thunderclap roared from cold seas of char
Dancing gypsy wild in the devil's majestic
Unbowed and unshaken
Slayed that bastard for souls sweet respite
Songs of pain and evanescence
Drunken off each caustic tear to drop
Ventured under the lambent of stars
All oblivion illuminated
Thunderclap roared from cold seas of char
Dancing gypsy wild in the devil's majestic
Unbowed and unshaken
Slayed that bastard for souls sweet respite
#strength
#dark
#inspirational
155 reads
28 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:37am
Yesterday 9:37am
NYE
Whilst you were at your nieces party, he called me and asked me to come over. I thought nothing of it as that was the main reason why I checked - in, and rolled into town.
The following night was the same.
We fucked; like animals all over again, and then he went to you whilst your husband was in transit with your son.
He was thrilled that you licked and sucked his cock clean; lapping up the juices from my cunt and arse, just moments after fucking me.
I’m surprised you didn’t smell me all over him.
He told me about...
The following night was the same.
We fucked; like animals all over again, and then he went to you whilst your husband was in transit with your son.
He was thrilled that you licked and sucked his cock clean; lapping up the juices from my cunt and arse, just moments after fucking me.
I’m surprised you didn’t smell me all over him.
He told me about...
#secrets
#lies
#betrayal
37 reads
4 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
7th Jun 2019 11:48pm
7th Jun 2019 11:48pm
Standing strong
on hallowed ground, shattered
affording themselves hope to survive -
future beyond sickness
and death, surely
was possible after this
mass extinction, lives
rotting, decaying bodies
from state to state
Mother Abigail-
stopping along the way
dreaming up cornfields
homemade biscuits
fried chicken wings
‘Come to me’ she said
‘ya’ll come on now, ya he'yah?’
bloody guitar
casting demons in the pit ...
affording themselves hope to survive -
future beyond sickness
and death, surely
was possible after this
mass extinction, lives
rotting, decaying bodies
from state to state
Mother Abigail-
stopping along the way
dreaming up cornfields
homemade biscuits
fried chicken wings
‘Come to me’ she said
‘ya’ll come on now, ya he'yah?’
bloody guitar
casting demons in the pit ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
100 reads
10 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
13th Jun 2019 1:47am
13th Jun 2019 1:47am
Discombobulated Quietly Quieted Slightly Slighted
a Paratrooper sky-dived into walls of
my fuckin’ stupidity
Blinded, impaled by my own kindness
I attempted to suture my sleeves
stitch up the tears causing my face to
be eternally wet
I’ve tasted no bitter herbs
eaten no night-shaded taters
round three I think it is
uncovers no pain
only distant memories of bliss
tearful laughter
soulful wonderment
Stretching arms up to the universe
crying (not that type) THANK YOU
FUCKING thank You,
In Gratitude
For the opportunity
For the experience ...
my fuckin’ stupidity
Blinded, impaled by my own kindness
I attempted to suture my sleeves
stitch up the tears causing my face to
be eternally wet
I’ve tasted no bitter herbs
eaten no night-shaded taters
round three I think it is
uncovers no pain
only distant memories of bliss
tearful laughter
soulful wonderment
Stretching arms up to the universe
crying (not that type) THANK YOU
FUCKING thank You,
In Gratitude
For the opportunity
For the experience ...
#identity
41 reads
12 Comments
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
22nd May 2019 9:57pm
22nd May 2019 9:57pm
The Wise Man and His Poems
What's behind those curtain words?
Yes, you veil meaning in art.
Try to peak behind closed doors,
Cartographer, off the chart!
As meter beats in your veins,
How perfectly your vowels chime.
Vers'd form in flawless refrain,
The coursing flow of each line.
A pace set to meander,
Contemplation is a must.
Like milk when churned to butter,
Insight's essence in words' crust.
Clear reflections in a lake,
Of truths found only in sense.
Speaks not words for their own sake,
Stainless meaning...
Yes, you veil meaning in art.
Try to peak behind closed doors,
Cartographer, off the chart!
As meter beats in your veins,
How perfectly your vowels chime.
Vers'd form in flawless refrain,
The coursing flow of each line.
A pace set to meander,
Contemplation is a must.
Like milk when churned to butter,
Insight's essence in words' crust.
Clear reflections in a lake,
Of truths found only in sense.
Speaks not words for their own sake,
Stainless meaning...
#spiritual
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#admiration
#respect
129 reads
20 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
13th Oct 2018 2:00pm
13th Oct 2018 2:00pm
The Wind Knows My Name
The wind knows my name
He whispers to me as he brushes past my lips to softly claim
His strong gust blows my emotions away
Raising my skirt wherever he wants to play
Gently lifting my hair whipping it around my face
No other force of nature gets that privilege to invade my personal space
Unintentionally messes up my hairdo when the draft moves
My red ribbon floating in the wind, his souvenir from our just due
In the absence of his poetic affection
Then he blows my way to advise me of his devotion, his dedication
I hear his...
He whispers to me as he brushes past my lips to softly claim
His strong gust blows my emotions away
Raising my skirt wherever he wants to play
Gently lifting my hair whipping it around my face
No other force of nature gets that privilege to invade my personal space
Unintentionally messes up my hairdo when the draft moves
My red ribbon floating in the wind, his souvenir from our just due
In the absence of his poetic affection
Then he blows my way to advise me of his devotion, his dedication
I hear his...
#love
#wind
151 reads
13 Comments
LivDiane
Liv Diane
Liv Diane
Poem Published
14th Jun 2019 00:25am
14th Jun 2019 00:25am
Running Around In Circles
I’ve been running around in circles
I’ve been chasing the afternoons
Wondering if you can hear me and
If we see the same side of the moon
I’d been down the deepest valleys
Said I’d been howling at the moon
I can’t seem to stop myself from running
I can’t stop myself from looking for you
But my forests are drying up and
All the lush tree growth is dying out
The green earth has turned to red dirt
And I can’t figure what it’s all about
Feet burning on the scorched earth
And I’m still running around in circles ...
I’ve been chasing the afternoons
Wondering if you can hear me and
If we see the same side of the moon
I’d been down the deepest valleys
Said I’d been howling at the moon
I can’t seem to stop myself from running
I can’t stop myself from looking for you
But my forests are drying up and
All the lush tree growth is dying out
The green earth has turned to red dirt
And I can’t figure what it’s all about
Feet burning on the scorched earth
And I’m still running around in circles ...
#animals
#spiritual
#travel
#emptiness
#SelfDiscovery
42 reads
19 Comments
snugglebuck
Poem Published
24th Jan 2019 5:15am
24th Jan 2019 5:15am
I am the wind
I am the wind, of all the Gods’ children, the gentlest
I grant Earth her life sustaining power
I provide atmosphere for living things
Without me, creatures couldn’t breath and nothing would be green
However, don’t mistaken my maternal nature for vulnerable weakness
For my personality is quite capricious
When I am angry I can explode instantly,
With violent tantrums of tornadoes and hurricanes
Yet, I am most content creating harmony in nature instead
Listen to the sound of my psithurism symphony,
Whispering in the tall grass and rustling in...
I grant Earth her life sustaining power
I provide atmosphere for living things
Without me, creatures couldn’t breath and nothing would be green
However, don’t mistaken my maternal nature for vulnerable weakness
For my personality is quite capricious
When I am angry I can explode instantly,
With violent tantrums of tornadoes and hurricanes
Yet, I am most content creating harmony in nature instead
Listen to the sound of my psithurism symphony,
Whispering in the tall grass and rustling in...
#storm
#wind
#nature
147 reads
7 Comments
hrshykss
Poem Published
20th May 2019 8:23pm
20th May 2019 8:23pm
Let’er Blow
you didn’t
bless my sneeze
no tissue
was offered
this struck me
rude and ungrateful
for my time is
of the essence
valuable and unmodified
we can delegate all we want
but the spontaneity
is lackluster
i’ve no problem
letting go
of my snot
on your
diminishing sleeve
while you ponder
other things
bless my sneeze
no tissue
was offered
this struck me
rude and ungrateful
for my time is
of the essence
valuable and unmodified
we can delegate all we want
but the spontaneity
is lackluster
i’ve no problem
letting go
of my snot
on your
diminishing sleeve
while you ponder
other things
#anger
#frustration
#disappointment
81 reads
14 Comments
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