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).
snugglebuck
Poem Published
Today 4:11pm
Today 4:11pm
Silence
Silence never lies
So, when it's speaking to you
Listen carefully
So, when it's speaking to you
Listen carefully
#lies
#nature
#TruthOfLife #honesty
#TruthOfLife #honesty
11 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
Today 7:50am
Today 7:50am
Edith lived here
Edith Lived here
Black & white photo
A house where
Edith Piaf lived
Casting a long shadow
On a summer street.
Blank windows
The house is unpainted
As always
Edith has gone
Her voice lives on
She had no regrets.
Black & white photo
A house where
Edith Piaf lived
Casting a long shadow
On a summer street.
Blank windows
The house is unpainted
As always
Edith has gone
Her voice lives on
She had no regrets.
#books
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#passion
9 reads
2 Comments
Inkerpoet
Poem Published
Today 6:06am
Today 6:06am
how I feel
nah, y'all trippin'.
gotta get out into the world
and enjoy that shit.
can't let other human beings
stop you from living
the best life you possibly can.
gotta get out into the world
and enjoy that shit.
can't let other human beings
stop you from living
the best life you possibly can.
#LifeStruggles
#humankind
12 reads
0 Comments
SilverBeaver_42
Poem Published
Today 5:41am
Today 5:41am
Bayou Wash
Clouds boil up
From over the bayou
Dragonflies glitter
On filled clothesline
Looking like closes-pins
On the fresh wash
Darting here and there
As i rush
To beat the rain
From over the bayou
Dragonflies glitter
On filled clothesline
Looking like closes-pins
On the fresh wash
Darting here and there
As i rush
To beat the rain
#rain
#storm
#wind
17 reads
1 Comment
Ely
Poem Published
Today 3:13am
Today 3:13am
the abstract and the reality
It seems that throughout history
it's more than once been said...
One must be able to do something properly
before one can extract the abstract...
from the reality...
it's more than once been said...
One must be able to do something properly
before one can extract the abstract...
from the reality...
#LifeGoals
#WritingPoetry
#art
19 reads
0 Comments
Maenad
Poem Published
Today 3:12am
Today 3:12am
Climbing the Alkaline Rope
Here I consume patience
Peace and hope
As I swallow the alkalinity
Of my rope
Peace and hope
As I swallow the alkalinity
Of my rope
#TruthOfLife
7 reads
0 Comments
Maenad
Poem Published
Today 3:11am
Today 3:11am
Negative Voltage = Negative Output
The sickness of you
Hangs loudly
In the silence
Of the library
As you threaten to kill, maim, and hurt
Others to whom you assign your worth
Hangs loudly
In the silence
Of the library
As you threaten to kill, maim, and hurt
Others to whom you assign your worth
#TruthOfLife
5 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:44pm
Yesterday 10:44pm
Indie Flick - A Dream
Indie Flick - A Dream
Charmers from the sixties
Sit like couch potatoes in an asylum
For retired Tokers from a Bavaria
Where the forest is black as night
Bearded man pops VHS into player
Camcorder scene turns into lava lamp
With molten corpuscles in lotus land
Suddenly bullet is extracted from head
Of my parents friend from yesteryear
When Mom sat with him in charity hospital
While nurses paraded for vital checking
In fashionably form-fitting revelations ...
Charmers from the sixties
Sit like couch potatoes in an asylum
For retired Tokers from a Bavaria
Where the forest is black as night
Bearded man pops VHS into player
Camcorder scene turns into lava lamp
With molten corpuscles in lotus land
Suddenly bullet is extracted from head
Of my parents friend from yesteryear
When Mom sat with him in charity hospital
While nurses paraded for vital checking
In fashionably form-fitting revelations ...
#dreams
7 reads
0 Comments
poetryaccident
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:31pm
Yesterday 10:31pm
Beyond the Pen
If the ink were to dry
letters set for all time
and nobody saw the act
would it matter after all?
this audience of one
no more at day’s end
scribe and reader alternate
as the same experience
a separation of roles
blurred to one from the start
when nothing matters more
than transcribing from the heart
heights and depths are the same
invocations of the mundane
as the saint and sinner seek their own
in the form of sanity
the ink will remain at the end
silent witness to the dismay
shreds of...
letters set for all time
and nobody saw the act
would it matter after all?
this audience of one
no more at day’s end
scribe and reader alternate
as the same experience
a separation of roles
blurred to one from the start
when nothing matters more
than transcribing from the heart
heights and depths are the same
invocations of the mundane
as the saint and sinner seek their own
in the form of sanity
the ink will remain at the end
silent witness to the dismay
shreds of...
#WritingPoetry
14 reads
0 Comments
_boybrains
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:41pm
Yesterday 8:41pm
paper note.
I wish I was a piece
of paper floating around,
collecting every single tear
and every simple sound.
I will embrace all of your
secrets if you need me to,
if I draw a smile promise me
you will return the favour too.
of paper floating around,
collecting every single tear
and every simple sound.
I will embrace all of your
secrets if you need me to,
if I draw a smile promise me
you will return the favour too.
#happiness
#inspirational
#peace
#humankind
#uplifting
17 reads
3 Comments
youngpoetdreams
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:56pm
Yesterday 2:56pm
Another thought
Bearing this, a thought once sought out by many, stepped on by all, and remembered by a select few to bring divine energy that once brought peace. Now stripped of self worth we March with no sense. Sadly freedom does not exist, warped opinions lead to unnecessary deaths. Maybe in imagination we can see, a world in love and peace. What do we live for? What is your purpose? How the fuck do I continue to be the very best of me? So many questions I ask myself, although I don't have an answer. There is no God-damned closure, it boils and blackens into ash and satin. Building a life but with bricks...
#humankind
10 reads
1 Comment
Lothbrok
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:14am
Yesterday 10:14am
Pillars of Salt
Honestly,
I find victimology quite dumb you see?
I guess this audience must not be for me,
And I'm not the King in this carefully crafted fallacy
Or of this kingdom of Novelty you've built, it seems
Because I find beauty now, in everything
In the breathe of pestilence
All the way to the lust of damaged things.
Everyday is Halloween for the hollow eyes
Wandering behind like it's the past they see,
following dreams with a razor wit
accidently cutting passion's strings
Doesn't matter it always seems too good to me,
The...
I find victimology quite dumb you see?
I guess this audience must not be for me,
And I'm not the King in this carefully crafted fallacy
Or of this kingdom of Novelty you've built, it seems
Because I find beauty now, in everything
In the breathe of pestilence
All the way to the lust of damaged things.
Everyday is Halloween for the hollow eyes
Wandering behind like it's the past they see,
following dreams with a razor wit
accidently cutting passion's strings
Doesn't matter it always seems too good to me,
The...
#anxiety
#dark
#bipolar
#insomnia
#hurt
22 reads
1 Comment
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