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).
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
Today 2:04pm
Today 2:04pm
the "price" of "love"/lonliness
the "price" of "love" some can't afford; one can't ignore what's at one's core; to be adored and give it back....
the "price".... one life.... it's like....in fact, it's better to detach; to not indulge; to not outwardly react..
to "tough it out"; to redirect; to find a way to just digest, the lethal pill of "what it is" to be alone....
to more or less neglect, the things one feels as human being.... to pour cold ice onto the steam....
to treat it as an unfair dream, that some may find a way to...
the "price".... one life.... it's like....in fact, it's better to detach; to not indulge; to not outwardly react..
to "tough it out"; to redirect; to find a way to just digest, the lethal pill of "what it is" to be alone....
to more or less neglect, the things one feels as human being.... to pour cold ice onto the steam....
to treat it as an unfair dream, that some may find a way to...
#depression
#loneliness
#relationships
#humankind
#myself
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drone
Poem Published
Today 9:43am
Today 9:43am
Feeling Disturbed
You see
we have a fear
of change
because it always involves
Psychological
Pain
this is why
when we see
a skeleton
of a child
on our T.V screen
we
Empathize
we really do
but we never pause
and we never look
into the eyes
of that living
breathing skeleton
of that child
for the price
is to High
to even begin
to look
Deep
Into Those Eyes
That Are Begging Me
To Change
we have a fear
of change
because it always involves
Psychological
Pain
this is why
when we see
a skeleton
of a child
on our T.V screen
we
Empathize
we really do
but we never pause
and we never look
into the eyes
of that living
breathing skeleton
of that child
for the price
is to High
to even begin
to look
Deep
Into Those Eyes
That Are Begging Me
To Change
#honesty
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drone
Poem Published
Today 9:18am
Today 9:18am
Heavy
It is heavy baggage
that we carry
on our back
and our road
that we thought
we knew
so well
has turned
into tracks
that disappear
into the horizon
of this vast
Desert
Of Our Own Making
that we carry
on our back
and our road
that we thought
we knew
so well
has turned
into tracks
that disappear
into the horizon
of this vast
Desert
Of Our Own Making
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#philosophical
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BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
Today 5:35am
Today 5:35am
“The Edge” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 8/1/2020
It’s True Like Ra’ Said ...
You NEED To ... " KNOW THE LEDGE " ... !!!
Because A Lot of Heads ....
Push To The EDGE ...
To Be ... The BEST ... !!!
It Has Caused Some STRESS ...
That Has Led To Their Death ... !!!
Because They Took THAT Step ...
That ... Brought Their END ... !!!
Because They Stepped ...
OVER ... The Edge ... !!!
From Famous Names ...
Whose Claim To Fame ...
Left Them So DRAINED ...
That It Became A PAIN ...
For Them To STAY SANE ... !!!
So ... Took COCAINE ... ...
You NEED To ... " KNOW THE LEDGE " ... !!!
Because A Lot of Heads ....
Push To The EDGE ...
To Be ... The BEST ... !!!
It Has Caused Some STRESS ...
That Has Led To Their Death ... !!!
Because They Took THAT Step ...
That ... Brought Their END ... !!!
Because They Stepped ...
OVER ... The Edge ... !!!
From Famous Names ...
Whose Claim To Fame ...
Left Them So DRAINED ...
That It Became A PAIN ...
For Them To STAY SANE ... !!!
So ... Took COCAINE ... ...
#LifeStruggles
#sports
#art
#responsibility
#passion
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Antibet
Johnnie
Johnnie
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:42pm
Yesterday 10:42pm
Ownership
I went down to the nail bar I took the second car
I could have walked there easily but nah it's just too far
I called round to my second home the tenant wasn't in
I left a note to say the rent is rising once again
I back the plight to save the world but need to praise the boss
The other one's in charge now well who gives a fucking toss
I have the funds to feed the poor and make this fight my own
My house has empty bedrooms but I chose to live alone
I am the voice that can't be hushed I am a million strong
But fuck it now I've got my blame when...
I could have walked there easily but nah it's just too far
I called round to my second home the tenant wasn't in
I left a note to say the rent is rising once again
I back the plight to save the world but need to praise the boss
The other one's in charge now well who gives a fucking toss
I have the funds to feed the poor and make this fight my own
My house has empty bedrooms but I chose to live alone
I am the voice that can't be hushed I am a million strong
But fuck it now I've got my blame when...
#LifeCycle
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Antibet
Johnnie
Johnnie
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:41pm
Yesterday 10:41pm
False Prophet
Give me all the things I want it is my right of birth
Never say to me I can't and celebrate my worth
Stand there looking up at me and don't you question how
My balls were painted golden oh and don't forget to bow
It's in my blood this purity the rules were handed down
For me to sit above the earth behind my stolen crown
I have the power to feed you all and share my worldly wealth
But I'm so fucking selfish that I keep it for myself
Johnnie
----------
Never say to me I can't and celebrate my worth
Stand there looking up at me and don't you question how
My balls were painted golden oh and don't forget to bow
It's in my blood this purity the rules were handed down
For me to sit above the earth behind my stolen crown
I have the power to feed you all and share my worldly wealth
But I'm so fucking selfish that I keep it for myself
Johnnie
----------
#LifeCycle
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dustyJournals
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:35pm
Yesterday 8:35pm
because of political correctness
they don’t make comedy shows like they used to anymore
#disappointment
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:08pm
Yesterday 8:08pm
Bleed (Straight Talk Live)
Love, respect, honor, is the root of the universe
Men’s kindred spirits saturating his sacred seeds of life in the bed of Mother Earth
The land of ancient rites of his passage he bestows
Bequeathing the beautiful expansion of crowned Kings, Queens
To the throne of grace, his reverence speaks of his greatness
We kneel, bowing our heads in the benediction of unity
Chanting to a higher calling to bestow, truth, justice, peace
Whole Blood, Plasma, Serum
Galloping through our veins
Yet, we claim power, uplifting...
Men’s kindred spirits saturating his sacred seeds of life in the bed of Mother Earth
The land of ancient rites of his passage he bestows
Bequeathing the beautiful expansion of crowned Kings, Queens
To the throne of grace, his reverence speaks of his greatness
We kneel, bowing our heads in the benediction of unity
Chanting to a higher calling to bestow, truth, justice, peace
Whole Blood, Plasma, Serum
Galloping through our veins
Yet, we claim power, uplifting...
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#philosophical
28 reads
3 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:51pm
Yesterday 7:51pm
lime cay fisherman
There is a fine line between fishing and just standing on
the shore like an idiot.” —Steven Wright
his night catch fed
the village
lean dogs devoured
the spillage
of fins and guts
from kosher cuts
served up with nuts
and spinach
his years upon
the ocean
true fisherman’s
devotion!
each dreadful night
a gallant fight
bloodied by tight
emotion
they fished him up
this morning
no limbs his trunk
adorning
a fisher fished
gutted and...
the shore like an idiot.” —Steven Wright
his night catch fed
the village
lean dogs devoured
the spillage
of fins and guts
from kosher cuts
served up with nuts
and spinach
his years upon
the ocean
true fisherman’s
devotion!
each dreadful night
a gallant fight
bloodied by tight
emotion
they fished him up
this morning
no limbs his trunk
adorning
a fisher fished
gutted and...
#strength
#courage
#LifeStruggles
#heroic
#sacrifice
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destiny0716
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:35pm
Yesterday 7:35pm
As The World Turns
As the world turns
Keep me grounded in wisdom
Hope in those embers
Steady in her burning
Never in futility but faithfully
Charging Eves to come out of iniquity
Adhering to the call to remember me
The idolatry of indecision
Rebelling in isolation
I need you to rebel with me
Alongside the hope of eternity
The heat of my passion
Longs for the assurance of understanding
Keep loving me, despite of me
Where no beauty nor comeliness was found in me
But the reasoning with me
To expose hidden histories
Remove far...
Keep me grounded in wisdom
Hope in those embers
Steady in her burning
Never in futility but faithfully
Charging Eves to come out of iniquity
Adhering to the call to remember me
The idolatry of indecision
Rebelling in isolation
I need you to rebel with me
Alongside the hope of eternity
The heat of my passion
Longs for the assurance of understanding
Keep loving me, despite of me
Where no beauty nor comeliness was found in me
But the reasoning with me
To expose hidden histories
Remove far...
#strength
#hope
#redemption
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nmbdedwards
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:42pm
Yesterday 5:42pm
Stagnant
Why can't I exist without a foggy view?
Opaque people, places, the rest sapphire blue.
Can't awaken without getting completely distorted.
Ever day is different: I keep it the same.
My brain and mind seriously contorted.
I truly hate my Fools game.
When euphoric I unfurl, climb out of my own underworld.
No longer spineless, cowardly, unable.
I won't leave this abyss. Remain fetal, stay curled.
Spinning and whirling like an antique turntable.
Opaque people, places, the rest sapphire blue.
Can't awaken without getting completely distorted.
Ever day is different: I keep it the same.
My brain and mind seriously contorted.
I truly hate my Fools game.
When euphoric I unfurl, climb out of my own underworld.
No longer spineless, cowardly, unable.
I won't leave this abyss. Remain fetal, stay curled.
Spinning and whirling like an antique turntable.
#shame
#despair
#denial #apathy
#denial #apathy
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1 Comment
RByron418
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:46am
Yesterday 9:46am
strange air
strange air, a bare wisp -
the last breath of some
dying god. Sterile ground,
seeds like cysts, Life
like an infection.
This that insists
on being, against all law
it survives but never thrives -
With one pause it is naught
and then, is now
everything
and no more.
Wake.
a scream, distant but
inside. Some Thing
just died. And yet here
I remain. Left eye cast out
into the shadows and shells,
Right eye opening,
I Am
bored with you now.
the last breath of some
dying god. Sterile ground,
seeds like cysts, Life
like an infection.
This that insists
on being, against all law
it survives but never thrives -
With one pause it is naught
and then, is now
everything
and no more.
Wake.
a scream, distant but
inside. Some Thing
just died. And yet here
I remain. Left eye cast out
into the shadows and shells,
Right eye opening,
I Am
bored with you now.
#corruption
#identity
#power #spiritual
#power #spiritual
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2 Comments
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