Observational Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about life, society and the natural world
Observational poems offer a view of life from the world the writer inhabits. You'll find social, political and nature poems that provide an outlook on life around the globe. Observational poetry offers social commentary on subcultures, war, poverty, street life and politics. Along with social poems, you'll also find poetry here which explores the natural world. This broad category has poetry about everything to do with the way the world works (or doesn't work).
Joseph-Zenieh
Poem Published
Today 11:05pm
Today 11:05pm
WOMEN AND REAL LOVE
WOMEN AND REAL LOVE
Women are so great and precious
to my feelings and my notions.
They create in me some passion
which can make the world my heaven.
But my love is not so selfish.
I behold in them my mother,
sister, wife and serious people
as my love is deep and lasting.
They're my constant, strong emotions
and l care for their own future,
not just means to get my pleasure;
then l leave them apt to suffer.
I perceive in them their weakness
is an element of power
which enslaves my heart and fondness, ...
Women are so great and precious
to my feelings and my notions.
They create in me some passion
which can make the world my heaven.
But my love is not so selfish.
I behold in them my mother,
sister, wife and serious people
as my love is deep and lasting.
They're my constant, strong emotions
and l care for their own future,
not just means to get my pleasure;
then l leave them apt to suffer.
I perceive in them their weakness
is an element of power
which enslaves my heart and fondness, ...
#women
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Academic
Poem Published
Today 9:33pm
Today 9:33pm
An overture of love or actually a duplicitously coordinated concert of improbable harmony?
By Stanley Collymore
Someone overtly making a
sexual proposition to you
and, however earnestly
or fervidly this overture might
dramatically be employed, is
really by no stretch of even
the most fanciful imaging,
a realistic declaration, of
committed love; and, as
such, rather especially
so, when the person
absolutely involved,
in this significantly
unusually, kind of
propositioning is
very perceptibly,
unquestionably
so distinctively,
an unalterably
a true...
Someone overtly making a
sexual proposition to you
and, however earnestly
or fervidly this overture might
dramatically be employed, is
really by no stretch of even
the most fanciful imaging,
a realistic declaration, of
committed love; and, as
such, rather especially
so, when the person
absolutely involved,
in this significantly
unusually, kind of
propositioning is
very perceptibly,
unquestionably
so distinctively,
an unalterably
a true...
#jealousy
#confusion
#greed
#denial
#emptiness
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Brandon
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Poem Published
Today 6:34pm
Today 6:34pm
Rising High & Falling Down
Inspired, once surrounded by lonesome fire.
Spreading out, claiming miles of smoke.
Twisted, crackling, buckling under flame.
Weakening, a structure set blaze.
Overcast, smoke fills the sky.
Slowly at a standstill, hitting against the waterways.
Dying out, burning down.
Eating away at the fuel left to consume.
Lowering into a dim state, wavering.
Fire, matured and bridged out.
Fleeting and receding,
dying down to just a spark.
A small flicker, an ember...
Spreading out, claiming miles of smoke.
Twisted, crackling, buckling under flame.
Weakening, a structure set blaze.
Overcast, smoke fills the sky.
Slowly at a standstill, hitting against the waterways.
Dying out, burning down.
Eating away at the fuel left to consume.
Lowering into a dim state, wavering.
Fire, matured and bridged out.
Fleeting and receding,
dying down to just a spark.
A small flicker, an ember...
#love
#relationships
#TruthOfLife #LifeCycle
#TruthOfLife #LifeCycle
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JusTim_
Poem Published
Today 5:33pm
Today 5:33pm
amiss
she snuck by quietly
a shadow
hung off in the corner
fluttering
in winds so strong last may
i felt needed
as we had slipped away
confused
confined
left within the clutter
clouded and consuming
trembled
marks masking misgivings
another darkened day
i stare into the ether
eternally gone astray
noting
what if this is it
nothing
languid, amiss
it remains
a mess
life
she no longer stays
a shadow
hung off in the corner
fluttering
in winds so strong last may
i felt needed
as we had slipped away
confused
confined
left within the clutter
clouded and consuming
trembled
marks masking misgivings
another darkened day
i stare into the ether
eternally gone astray
noting
what if this is it
nothing
languid, amiss
it remains
a mess
life
she no longer stays
#FeelingLost
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takis1917
Bumped Today 7:40am
18th Mar 2018 12:34pm
18th Mar 2018 12:34pm
Untimely Question
will we ever learn...
time can tell and time will tell
when time learns to speak
time can tell and time will tell
when time learns to speak
#haiku
#satirical
#funny
424 reads
4 Comments
A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
Today 4:35am
Today 4:35am
Meet
A congregation of two in a building no one subscribes to.
Men, women, people, children,
Two parties meeting for the first time.
The brothers, the fathers, the sisters, the mom.
Broken homes filled with glue only last for so long.
Might as well make the best of it.
Men, women, people, children,
Two parties meeting for the first time.
The brothers, the fathers, the sisters, the mom.
Broken homes filled with glue only last for so long.
Might as well make the best of it.
#happiness
#marriage
#family
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
Today 3:01am
Today 3:01am
Comfortable Sarcophagus
Pain only shows that life isn't hopeless
It only make an individual more focus,
"A grip on their reality with ultimate control
As they become king of their own black hole,
"A black empire that cries tears of blood
With the bleak option if they wanna show love,
"Or mercy-which ever one is to their liking
But fear can be employed like an invading Viking,
"Determination motivates those never to quit
Making hatters feel like they stepped in dog shit,
"Disgusted because they're shit out of luck
But like a...
It only make an individual more focus,
"A grip on their reality with ultimate control
As they become king of their own black hole,
"A black empire that cries tears of blood
With the bleak option if they wanna show love,
"Or mercy-which ever one is to their liking
But fear can be employed like an invading Viking,
"Determination motivates those never to quit
Making hatters feel like they stepped in dog shit,
"Disgusted because they're shit out of luck
But like a...
#humankind
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3 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:27pm
Yesterday 11:27pm
from the day's mixed moods :: 1-5 miscellany minimalism
1.
::this vicious thus ::
yes sir, second jabbed.
but, where are the jobs...
hmm. the real parasites
are..... _________,, you know.
2.
:: viral expressionism vs writer's block ::
love this feverish temper
i burn fluently high now...
than the wordless asphyxia
of a marooning heart.. by
the summing up chronic toxins
of a pretty veiled world's smiling
assassin acts- a slow python kill
more a sleeper cell terrorism
...
::this vicious thus ::
yes sir, second jabbed.
but, where are the jobs...
hmm. the real parasites
are..... _________,, you know.
2.
:: viral expressionism vs writer's block ::
love this feverish temper
i burn fluently high now...
than the wordless asphyxia
of a marooning heart.. by
the summing up chronic toxins
of a pretty veiled world's smiling
assassin acts- a slow python kill
more a sleeper cell terrorism
...
#LifeStruggles
#sports
#respect
#minimalist
#pandemic
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Nebuchadnezzar
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:28pm
Yesterday 8:28pm
Tears Tear
Some of them
Can't ever fly,
Can't ever
Truly be free
Destined to be
Tethered, bound
To the dregs of
Banal reality
No more magic left
Be the needed
The invisible
Hand that holds
Unknown, ghost
Pen, cries tears
Cold, lonely sighs
Succumb to lies
Rip out that
Quivering heart
Shreds into
Red ribbons
Floating on
The matrix
Until the end
Close those
Wide eyes
This world
Ain't made
For you
Can't ever fly,
Can't ever
Truly be free
Destined to be
Tethered, bound
To the dregs of
Banal reality
No more magic left
Be the needed
The invisible
Hand that holds
Unknown, ghost
Pen, cries tears
Cold, lonely sighs
Succumb to lies
Rip out that
Quivering heart
Shreds into
Red ribbons
Floating on
The matrix
Until the end
Close those
Wide eyes
This world
Ain't made
For you
#TruthOfLife
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Academic
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:32pm
Yesterday 4:32pm
British GPs - Absolutely sick to death of them!
By Stanley Collymore
British GPs are themselves
for the most part nothing
more than likely failed
so-called "specialists". Literally Jack
of all trades and clearly masters of
none. Furthermore the older they
get, the more intensely workshy
they become, as evidently they
can realistically manage to be.
Significantly, in the course of
their discernibly graspingly
avaricious; so perniciously
pathetic and duplicitously
ineffectively useless lives
they generally work half
days, rather...
British GPs are themselves
for the most part nothing
more than likely failed
so-called "specialists". Literally Jack
of all trades and clearly masters of
none. Furthermore the older they
get, the more intensely workshy
they become, as evidently they
can realistically manage to be.
Significantly, in the course of
their discernibly graspingly
avaricious; so perniciously
pathetic and duplicitously
ineffectively useless lives
they generally work half
days, rather...
#hate
#greed
#disappointment
#denial
#emptiness
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ursa
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:11pm
Yesterday 2:11pm
untitled
Emotional paralysis continues due to
inclement environmental conditions
and hysterical forces
even though
the sun shines hopelessly.
I may walk today, but
later, alone and
without a mask.
inclement environmental conditions
and hysterical forces
even though
the sun shines hopelessly.
I may walk today, but
later, alone and
without a mask.
#confusion
#disappointment
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Shinobi
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:31pm
Yesterday 12:31pm
Mummy Dust
There will be hell to pay!"
I heard him shout out
shaking the rafters so...
that dust drifted down
into my gaping mouth
the taste of old whiskey
avarice greets my dry tongue
like scorched flesh
standing to close to desire
"There will be hell to pay!"
blackbirds sing from their pulpits
craved oak benches giving me splinters
whilst I lull my days in the chapel
those scriptures that they speak
becomes gibberish in my ears
mummy dust settles,from the trestle
drifts from above...
I heard him shout out
shaking the rafters so...
that dust drifted down
into my gaping mouth
the taste of old whiskey
avarice greets my dry tongue
like scorched flesh
standing to close to desire
"There will be hell to pay!"
blackbirds sing from their pulpits
craved oak benches giving me splinters
whilst I lull my days in the chapel
those scriptures that they speak
becomes gibberish in my ears
mummy dust settles,from the trestle
drifts from above...
#politics
#America
#FreeVerse
#SylviaPlath
#symbolism
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