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).
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
Today 4:45am
Today 4:45am
Kinging Me... Queening Him
#lust
#lover
13 reads
6 Comments
buddydog
Poem Published
Today 3:34am
Today 3:34am
A Flower In A Lapel
People are living in fear
Laid-off from a crisis they say
Terror in the streets, just outside their door
Some may think the end is near
Propaganda is all the news
Those who are right are wrong
Those who are wrong are right
Don’t judge until you walked in their shoes
A positive test can be such a task
Fourteen days in the hole
Locked in a political prison
With nothing but just a masque
Teachers no longer inspire or pray
A hand over heart is a penalty in the game
Systemic racism is just the walking dead ...
Laid-off from a crisis they say
Terror in the streets, just outside their door
Some may think the end is near
Propaganda is all the news
Those who are right are wrong
Those who are wrong are right
Don’t judge until you walked in their shoes
A positive test can be such a task
Fourteen days in the hole
Locked in a political prison
With nothing but just a masque
Teachers no longer inspire or pray
A hand over heart is a penalty in the game
Systemic racism is just the walking dead ...
#LifeStruggles
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1 Comment
zenithquasar77
Marcus cooke
Marcus cooke
Poem Published
Today 2:29am
Today 2:29am
5. Acceptance
There is blood
There are Tears
There is much regret.
I must accept
That this was
Always the way.
Through the chapters
Of this storied life
I must learn to accept
The outcomes
That out weigh
The hopes and dreams
Of a otherwise sunny day.
I take the hands away
From my crippled freind
And realise my
Conscience is intact
I can deny everything!
I'm forever
staring into blind eyes.
There are Tears
There is much regret.
I must accept
That this was
Always the way.
Through the chapters
Of this storied life
I must learn to accept
The outcomes
That out weigh
The hopes and dreams
Of a otherwise sunny day.
I take the hands away
From my crippled freind
And realise my
Conscience is intact
I can deny everything!
I'm forever
staring into blind eyes.
#forgiveness
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
#acceptance
#healing
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anvinvil
Anvillan
Anvillan
Poem Published
Today 1:10am
Today 1:10am
Goose Music...
I heard goose music
today from high in the sky,
that familiar V pointed
toward the south.
I know where they’re going and why.
I even know why they fly in a V.
Then, why am I haunted
by their music?
It is the sound of change,
the sound of experiences passed,
never to be gotten back.
Life that is now behind
us and exists only in memory.
Geese get to change every year,
we get to change in the moment
or time passes us by.
Would that I could migrate like the geese
and return to where I started each year
today from high in the sky,
that familiar V pointed
toward the south.
I know where they’re going and why.
I even know why they fly in a V.
Then, why am I haunted
by their music?
It is the sound of change,
the sound of experiences passed,
never to be gotten back.
Life that is now behind
us and exists only in memory.
Geese get to change every year,
we get to change in the moment
or time passes us by.
Would that I could migrate like the geese
and return to where I started each year
#LifeCycle
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DecipherMe
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:36pm
Yesterday 10:36pm
Pandremecession: A K in Capitalism
Dead metal wilts green. Crippled green crumbles to zinc.
The city rusts in the droplets of a breathing hundreds in thousands,
though some turn to mouth more than allowed to breath
(choked by the pathology or an inequality),
and the backwoods rolls its under-belly to reincarnation,
of disemboweling by its own cutting shears,
in a season where more ghosts to men twist tomato vine.
And the districts feel a turnover in population,
clocking out by a...
The city rusts in the droplets of a breathing hundreds in thousands,
though some turn to mouth more than allowed to breath
(choked by the pathology or an inequality),
and the backwoods rolls its under-belly to reincarnation,
of disemboweling by its own cutting shears,
in a season where more ghosts to men twist tomato vine.
And the districts feel a turnover in population,
clocking out by a...
#LifeChangingMoment
#inequality
#poverty #pandemic
#poverty #pandemic
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:40pm
Yesterday 7:40pm
Catholic Crossing - Nicaragua’s Heart
Burning Churches
hunger-striking
leveling lives...
communism
has multiple faces
warring factions
hold each other down
Corporatism
a slavery facade
for dreams of true
capitalism
Where wealth
is sacrificed
for golden
parachutes
Naturally
other factions
will compete
providing
the illusion
in hope for change
The president tortures
the mob tortures back
and the biggest bully
doesn’t win
God wins, though ...
hunger-striking
leveling lives...
communism
has multiple faces
warring factions
hold each other down
Corporatism
a slavery facade
for dreams of true
capitalism
Where wealth
is sacrificed
for golden
parachutes
Naturally
other factions
will compete
providing
the illusion
in hope for change
The president tortures
the mob tortures back
and the biggest bully
doesn’t win
God wins, though ...
#corruption
#politics
#HumanRights #rebellion
#HumanRights #rebellion
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2 Comments
ReggiePoet
Reggie
Reggie
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:59pm
Yesterday 1:59pm
<< post removed >>
I wish that life were more like chess—
Then I could make my move
But now, I’m filled with strife and stress
Because of << post removed >>
I never thought it come to this
The captured queen, withdrawn
The words she wrought we’ll surely miss
Our sky bereft of dawn
Then I could make my move
But now, I’m filled with strife and stress
Because of << post removed >>
I never thought it come to this
The captured queen, withdrawn
The words she wrought we’ll surely miss
Our sky bereft of dawn
#sadness
34 reads
4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:56am
Yesterday 7:56am
To Little To Late
Some times I don't immediately drop the lines
Of a new piece of shit that's on my mind
I go through degrees, sometimes even traumatizing steps
Of the shit endure through child's eyes with a Nazi concept
I only loved you so how much if ever were you fucking paid
To punishingly love me as you did words and emotions unfelt and unsaid
Brrr, the dragon licks and savors the flesh, the taste of pain never fade
Step forth you, die for what you believe, Cinderella was a queen dressed as a maid
My memories are of thistles and thorns, a poisoned...
Of a new piece of shit that's on my mind
I go through degrees, sometimes even traumatizing steps
Of the shit endure through child's eyes with a Nazi concept
I only loved you so how much if ever were you fucking paid
To punishingly love me as you did words and emotions unfelt and unsaid
Brrr, the dragon licks and savors the flesh, the taste of pain never fade
Step forth you, die for what you believe, Cinderella was a queen dressed as a maid
My memories are of thistles and thorns, a poisoned...
#LifeStruggles
#rhyming
35 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:50am
Yesterday 7:50am
You People
The Mexicans hated when the Spaniards and French said, "you people"
Native Americans learned to hate these very same words
The term was placed on a historic reel and ran like a sequel
Two innocent words placed together and wished that they were never heard
The Irish and Scots played with it amongst themselves until the English took a liking
Unless you've done your research, you don't realize that Africans sailed with Vikings
The English learned to hate the sound of these words while suffering under French rule
The French in turn learned to also hate...
Native Americans learned to hate these very same words
The term was placed on a historic reel and ran like a sequel
Two innocent words placed together and wished that they were never heard
The Irish and Scots played with it amongst themselves until the English took a liking
Unless you've done your research, you don't realize that Africans sailed with Vikings
The English learned to hate the sound of these words while suffering under French rule
The French in turn learned to also hate...
#conflict
#LifeStruggles
#racism #historical
#racism #historical
30 reads
2 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:13am
Yesterday 6:13am
First Worst Passion Reaction
I Thought You Were Wilted Tilted But Then You Made It About Us
You Spoke Your Truth You Did Not Throw Us Under The Bus ,
You Were A Women's Warrior , You Were A Cash Splash Plus ,
We Shall Miss You , And Fight For You , Though Some Claim A Fuss !
You Spoke Your Truth You Did Not Throw Us Under The Bus ,
You Were A Women's Warrior , You Were A Cash Splash Plus ,
We Shall Miss You , And Fight For You , Though Some Claim A Fuss !
#motivational
#inspirational
#humankind
#heroic
#wisdom
27 reads
0 Comments
BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:32am
Yesterday 3:32am
"Patience" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 13/6/2005
When PRESSURE Comes Knocking ...
How PATIENT … Are You ... ?
Do You Remain COOL ... ???
Or Are You The Type ...
To Start HURLING ABUSE ... !?!
I Try To … STAY COOL ...
When Dealing With Fools ... !!!
Cos' These Days IMPATIENCE ...
Can Leave Your Bed VACANT ... !!!
It's Simply That BLATANT ...
Violence Is ... FLAGRANT ... !!!
While Patience Is SOBBING ...
Are You ... IN A RUSH ... ?
To Have Tears On Your Coffin ... ???
My Patience Is SHORTER ...
Than ... EVER...
How PATIENT … Are You ... ?
Do You Remain COOL ... ???
Or Are You The Type ...
To Start HURLING ABUSE ... !?!
I Try To … STAY COOL ...
When Dealing With Fools ... !!!
Cos' These Days IMPATIENCE ...
Can Leave Your Bed VACANT ... !!!
It's Simply That BLATANT ...
Violence Is ... FLAGRANT ... !!!
While Patience Is SOBBING ...
Are You ... IN A RUSH ... ?
To Have Tears On Your Coffin ... ???
My Patience Is SHORTER ...
Than ... EVER...
#relationships
#friendship
#LifeStruggles
#humankind
#LifeCycle
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:41am
Yesterday 2:41am
Homeless
A homeless man
Dead in the gutter
But the stock market
Is up
So what the fuck.
Dead in the gutter
But the stock market
Is up
So what the fuck.
#greed
#denial
#emptiness
#apathy
#boredom
21 reads
10 Comments
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