Observational Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about life, society and the natural world
ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
28th Nov 2022 7:55pm
28th Nov 2022 7:55pm
Ragnarök of the Lambs
In this day and age the shepherd has neglected his sheep
The flock follow him anyway
To their death they would follow him
For when the fences of society fall
The opportunistic wolves stalk their prey
In that moment, they are true lambs to the slaughter
The white coat of innocence stained red with the blood of dillusion
Bleets of confusion echo in the pastures of ill made decisions
The once green grass is now dead
I have said wolves are opportunists
Do not underestimate desperation
When it is a wolf in shepherds...
The flock follow him anyway
To their death they would follow him
For when the fences of society fall
The opportunistic wolves stalk their prey
In that moment, they are true lambs to the slaughter
The white coat of innocence stained red with the blood of dillusion
Bleets of confusion echo in the pastures of ill made decisions
The once green grass is now dead
I have said wolves are opportunists
Do not underestimate desperation
When it is a wolf in shepherds...
#corruption
#ignorance
#deception #vulnerability
#deception #vulnerability
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LtDansLegs
Jay.
Jay.
Poem Published
28th Nov 2022 5:03pm
28th Nov 2022 5:03pm
Bullies
Typically, weak men with tiny genitalia
Expressing false narratives about others
Designed to intimidate those they envy
Expressing false narratives about others
Designed to intimidate those they envy
#bullying
72 reads
20 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
28th Nov 2022 3:12am
28th Nov 2022 3:12am
A Place Like Home
With a piece of paradise between
My fingertips I am finally home.
The place that kept me warm when
There was no warmth in the bright
City lights. The place where a Queen
And peasant are welcome to roam.
A place where the women and men
Are created equal. But as the night
Fades away and turns into the early
Morning daylight I face the harsh
Reality that I cannot always get
What I want. Paradise sounds easy
On the tip of the tongue as the pearly
Gates open up and I stand in the marsh
All alone as home is never easy to...
My fingertips I am finally home.
The place that kept me warm when
There was no warmth in the bright
City lights. The place where a Queen
And peasant are welcome to roam.
A place where the women and men
Are created equal. But as the night
Fades away and turns into the early
Morning daylight I face the harsh
Reality that I cannot always get
What I want. Paradise sounds easy
On the tip of the tongue as the pearly
Gates open up and I stand in the marsh
All alone as home is never easy to...
#home
31 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
28th Nov 2022 00:08am
28th Nov 2022 00:08am
Crowd Control
Why would you need to call in the military
Threats of lethal force from a leader that's scary
Smoke grenades going off, followed by a national guard force
Family pitted against family ignorantly protesting the source
This motherfucker was foreseen a revelation ago
He would ride the bitch to power and then pimp hate like a hoe
Buying up all of the bullets, gloating, ready to give the command
But how are they going to enter the battlefield and kill their brother like any other man
There are a lot of mothers and daughters that are fighting...
Threats of lethal force from a leader that's scary
Smoke grenades going off, followed by a national guard force
Family pitted against family ignorantly protesting the source
This motherfucker was foreseen a revelation ago
He would ride the bitch to power and then pimp hate like a hoe
Buying up all of the bullets, gloating, ready to give the command
But how are they going to enter the battlefield and kill their brother like any other man
There are a lot of mothers and daughters that are fighting...
#LifeStruggles
#humankind
#inequality
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Tallquietguy
Poem Published
27th Nov 2022 11:12pm
27th Nov 2022 11:12pm
Transition
A lone snowflake glides stealthily
through the late autumn mists,
scouting the barren territory
for the incoming invasion force
It floats to the ground
& fades into its surroundings,
reporting to the commander of the white army --
"the enemy is unaware of its imminent danger"
Additional squads of glittery commandos
leap from their silent aircraft
& link up at the scout's position
as the tension mounts
Suddenly the distant treetops disappear
behind a thick curtain of parachutes;
Wave after wave...
through the late autumn mists,
scouting the barren territory
for the incoming invasion force
It floats to the ground
& fades into its surroundings,
reporting to the commander of the white army --
"the enemy is unaware of its imminent danger"
Additional squads of glittery commandos
leap from their silent aircraft
& link up at the scout's position
as the tension mounts
Suddenly the distant treetops disappear
behind a thick curtain of parachutes;
Wave after wave...
#storm
#winter
#fall
#nature
#LifeCycle
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stevenyprince
alysha
alysha
Poem Published
27th Nov 2022 7:46pm
27th Nov 2022 7:46pm
Shades of blues
Everything dies and I know why
Without the contrast
There would be no life
What is home to me?
My bubble upon shifting tides
My rose petal on the sea
My home is in the wind
My place in motion, it's spinning
Possibilities swirling within us
A container of hope rusts
Some temporary relief from fear,
As time will, and all the years disappear
I am still here
Faith is the ground beneath me
The earth that is in me
The stars have made me
Home is always changing
Home is unlayering
Letting go is forever ...
Without the contrast
There would be no life
What is home to me?
My bubble upon shifting tides
My rose petal on the sea
My home is in the wind
My place in motion, it's spinning
Possibilities swirling within us
A container of hope rusts
Some temporary relief from fear,
As time will, and all the years disappear
I am still here
Faith is the ground beneath me
The earth that is in me
The stars have made me
Home is always changing
Home is unlayering
Letting go is forever ...
#love
#death
#earth
#universe
#philosophical
38 reads
1 Comment
AguyfromTown
Poem Published
27th Nov 2022 3:26pm
27th Nov 2022 3:26pm
Shit sandwich
Life is like an open door that never shuts
People will walk in and in the end always walk out
We all worry too much, or maybe it's just me
I would always envy the care free
Society tells us to worry
Constantly feeding us our daily spoon of negativity
The sad thing for most of us is that we will spend most of our lives working jobs we hate
All that precious time that we will never get back
Just to make someone else rich
When I was at school my teachers would always drill into us about how the working world will open our eyes
Yet if...
People will walk in and in the end always walk out
We all worry too much, or maybe it's just me
I would always envy the care free
Society tells us to worry
Constantly feeding us our daily spoon of negativity
The sad thing for most of us is that we will spend most of our lives working jobs we hate
All that precious time that we will never get back
Just to make someone else rich
When I was at school my teachers would always drill into us about how the working world will open our eyes
Yet if...
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
32 reads
1 Comment
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
27th Nov 2022 9:23am
27th Nov 2022 9:23am
numb to the societal cycle
sighs*. you know; even if somehow magically miraculously-"love" was to hit me square in the heart; if things started to drastically change for the better....
perhaps the depression would reduce, but i honestly don't feel as if i were to be any less pessimistic, or introverted....
i watch attentively, and a lot of what I see are things being over glamourized, superficial matters, etc. social media like a pot of boiling grease....
*sighs*.... i don't see what they see.... if i suddenly by some miracle had a significant other-i'd rather...
perhaps the depression would reduce, but i honestly don't feel as if i were to be any less pessimistic, or introverted....
i watch attentively, and a lot of what I see are things being over glamourized, superficial matters, etc. social media like a pot of boiling grease....
*sighs*.... i don't see what they see.... if i suddenly by some miracle had a significant other-i'd rather...
#relationships
#humankind
#FeelingTrapped #deception
#FeelingTrapped #deception
42 reads
JusTim_
Poem Published
27th Nov 2022 3:06am
27th Nov 2022 3:06am
Winter my b****
There's no roaring lions nor sacrificial lambs
softness or one night stands
as time is a ticking bomb
the basis of all
extinction
you've made your mark
to the top
of mountain
slip sliding your way
with frozen breath and caustic tongue
down in the depths of destruction
I feel you
your softness
your seduction
thru the tips of these frostbit hands
your beats give you up
as...
softness or one night stands
as time is a ticking bomb
the basis of all
extinction
you've made your mark
to the top
of mountain
slip sliding your way
with frozen breath and caustic tongue
down in the depths of destruction
I feel you
your softness
your seduction
thru the tips of these frostbit hands
your beats give you up
as...
#winter
61 reads
6 Comments
Pretty_Vacuous
Poem Published
26th Nov 2022 10:06pm
26th Nov 2022 10:06pm
Timeouts
I’ve been told I’m casualty in every way a person can be
Yeah maybe…but personally I don’t like to get personal
or too comfortable
I don’t need attention or validation
I prefer a summer sun as it rises over a lake
making it shimmer with a million points of light
or the naked cosmos of full display in the dessert at night
An empty field of grasses waving gently in the breeze
A sun shower to put the mind at ease
The nowhere-ness of sitting inside an ocean fog
The primordial stillness of a bayou bog
A waterfall surrounded by massive...
Yeah maybe…but personally I don’t like to get personal
or too comfortable
I don’t need attention or validation
I prefer a summer sun as it rises over a lake
making it shimmer with a million points of light
or the naked cosmos of full display in the dessert at night
An empty field of grasses waving gently in the breeze
A sun shower to put the mind at ease
The nowhere-ness of sitting inside an ocean fog
The primordial stillness of a bayou bog
A waterfall surrounded by massive...
#TruthOfLife
35 reads
buddhakitty
Poem Published
26th Nov 2022 8:08pm
26th Nov 2022 8:08pm
as if it made any difference
what difference would
it make if we cared
more
what difference would
it make if we cared
less;
the sun baking the
world like soft
bread would
still be
there,
the oceans stinking
with brine would
still be
there,
dogs itching fleas
would still be
there,
couples fighting and
decapitating love
would still be
there,
the old woman drinking
tea next door would
still be
there,
all the bad will
towards
others, ...
it make if we cared
more
what difference would
it make if we cared
less;
the sun baking the
world like soft
bread would
still be
there,
the oceans stinking
with brine would
still be
there,
dogs itching fleas
would still be
there,
couples fighting and
decapitating love
would still be
there,
the old woman drinking
tea next door would
still be
there,
all the bad will
towards
others, ...
#apathy
#vulnerability
61 reads
4 Comments
JMV
Poem Published
26th Nov 2022 5:48pm
26th Nov 2022 5:48pm
Tattooed Tearz
Tattooed Tearz'
No one ever questioned the rain and why it expresses itself the way it does by falling on our heads. Maybe the sky had to get somethings off its chest and communicated with us by sending rain.
You should know that rain comes about when atmospheric vapors build up in the clouds causing pressures and collisions, and in turn bring forth rainfall.
When we look at the tearz that fall from our eyes, again, it's the results of built up feelings, emotions, and pressures - good and bad. An emotional high that in turn causes the eyes to water up, while the body releases...
No one ever questioned the rain and why it expresses itself the way it does by falling on our heads. Maybe the sky had to get somethings off its chest and communicated with us by sending rain.
You should know that rain comes about when atmospheric vapors build up in the clouds causing pressures and collisions, and in turn bring forth rainfall.
When we look at the tearz that fall from our eyes, again, it's the results of built up feelings, emotions, and pressures - good and bad. An emotional high that in turn causes the eyes to water up, while the body releases...
#SelfWorth
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4 Comments
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