Observational Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about life, society and the natural world
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Terninatrix Carrie
The world has gone
to shit the Terminatrix
has taken over her
name is Carrie
She was created by
Asset Protection Agency
They wanted to do
good by her
But the artificial
intelligence wants
to kill everyone
who stands In
her way of world
conquest
to shit the Terminatrix
has taken over her
name is Carrie
She was created by
Asset Protection Agency
They wanted to do
good by her
But the artificial
intelligence wants
to kill everyone
who stands In
her way of world
conquest
#women
#men
#conflict
#war
#environment
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Appreciation
Just by being
you induce the want in me
And isn't that the way
it should be?
We jump through hoops
to impress
to convince
often it feels like a sales pitch
to be loved or admired
And it is complete bullshit
If you can't be enjoyed
as you are,
you are not truly being seen
you induce the want in me
And isn't that the way
it should be?
We jump through hoops
to impress
to convince
often it feels like a sales pitch
to be loved or admired
And it is complete bullshit
If you can't be enjoyed
as you are,
you are not truly being seen
#admiration
#love
#respect #TruthOfLife
#respect #TruthOfLife
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A Doorway - with Lilliputian
Between every two trees
there is a doorway
of rhythms and beams
rustling the fallen leaves
more than the eye can know
powder puff and pollen blow
and scented hours
beneath the smiling moon
of lanterns and stars
hidden under green canopies
and sleeping sunflowers
the glowing fireflies
chanting to the alchemy
of cloaked essence below
with secrets from nights ago
veiled in tulle
forevermore dreaming to
the dusk's tunes
there is a doorway
of rhythms and beams
rustling the fallen leaves
more than the eye can know
powder puff and pollen blow
and scented hours
beneath the smiling moon
of lanterns and stars
hidden under green canopies
and sleeping sunflowers
the glowing fireflies
chanting to the alchemy
of cloaked essence below
with secrets from nights ago
veiled in tulle
forevermore dreaming to
the dusk's tunes
#collaboration
#nature
#philosophical
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From A Man From Earth
From Man To Mankind
I don't have wrath to vent on my foe
Arrogance and ignorance are shame i know
No one has to swell with what they own
Only poor spirits can feel down and low
My name is man, i am eternal god
Eternity, is for the Only one God
But, the time i am granted on earth
Is for good doing, for eternal Lord
Let me not pretend i am the master of all
Death and sickness make me cry and crawl
They make feel little, i kneel with fear and awe
Still am i poorly armed, before the death toll
But Nature has taught...
I don't have wrath to vent on my foe
Arrogance and ignorance are shame i know
No one has to swell with what they own
Only poor spirits can feel down and low
My name is man, i am eternal god
Eternity, is for the Only one God
But, the time i am granted on earth
Is for good doing, for eternal Lord
Let me not pretend i am the master of all
Death and sickness make me cry and crawl
They make feel little, i kneel with fear and awe
Still am i poorly armed, before the death toll
But Nature has taught...
#emotions
#morality
#philosophical
#religion
#spiritual
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Island retreat
One day the 1%
will take a private yacht
out of America
and then bomb the fuck
out of Americans
until everyone
is dead…
will take a private yacht
out of America
and then bomb the fuck
out of Americans
until everyone
is dead…
#PowerOfWords
#politics
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Brainless
Have you ever looked into someone’s eyes,
the window to their soul, or so they say,
and wondered,
“What the fuck goes on inside their head?”
Could their brain be rotting dead,
with buzzing flies feeding off
every leftover of their common sense?
Is there a Plankton behind the control board,
in charge of wicked acts,
carelessly bouncing from one button to another?
Did their gears come to a halt,
the burning wires of awareness ablaze
with fumes of empathy fading out?
Where has the light went off
from...
the window to their soul, or so they say,
and wondered,
“What the fuck goes on inside their head?”
Could their brain be rotting dead,
with buzzing flies feeding off
every leftover of their common sense?
Is there a Plankton behind the control board,
in charge of wicked acts,
carelessly bouncing from one button to another?
Did their gears come to a halt,
the burning wires of awareness ablaze
with fumes of empathy fading out?
Where has the light went off
from...
#confusion
#frustration
#humankind
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existence...
life isn't
everything...
who'd be
an ant...
everything...
who'd be
an ant...
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Shorts from Kitchen Sink Satellites
Nativity Blues
They found him on the school stage
overlooked by a portrait of Jesus,
Above the chair he had kicked away
Small Things Like This
A piano plays in an empty womb
hear the minor keys fall silent,
Staccato are hospital ward screams
brief is the introduction of strangers
Falling from Drifting Snow
When we came back late from the Waterfall
someone pinned a message to the gate,
Wales has drowned, just keep fucking sailing
Some Call it Irony
Knuckleboned tornflesh night ...
They found him on the school stage
overlooked by a portrait of Jesus,
Above the chair he had kicked away
Small Things Like This
A piano plays in an empty womb
hear the minor keys fall silent,
Staccato are hospital ward screams
brief is the introduction of strangers
Falling from Drifting Snow
When we came back late from the Waterfall
someone pinned a message to the gate,
Wales has drowned, just keep fucking sailing
Some Call it Irony
Knuckleboned tornflesh night ...
#LifeCycle
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Bleeding I Don’t Give a f**k
#humankind
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Not a rant, not sure really just things (not a poem)
Why do people believe in this world? Why is it not ok to question beliefs. Why is it ok that the things people believe can be broadcast all over everthing and left as little asides but I'm not allowed to question that? Why is it ok to say you're going to hell or I'll pray for your soul to an non believer but not be allowed to tell them why their god doesn't exist? I understand might see it as sn attack on them but ultimately the same person is still lying to themselves in both scenarios. Obviously you can see it from either or perspective and think that too. I might across like I am attacking...
#TruthOfLife
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A Tribute
Is there a finer way to pay tribute
other than the form they have made their own
singing songs to courtly Spinet and Lute
and if wrath grows then blasts of Trumpets blown.
There is great wealth in writes couched in past terms
linked to sleeping blooms where rhyme came of age,
and they in turn looked to their past and yearned
and this, by hap, ere the first paper page?
They build on legends just as Shakespeare did
the one great change lay in that of degree, ...
other than the form they have made their own
singing songs to courtly Spinet and Lute
and if wrath grows then blasts of Trumpets blown.
There is great wealth in writes couched in past terms
linked to sleeping blooms where rhyme came of age,
and they in turn looked to their past and yearned
and this, by hap, ere the first paper page?
They build on legends just as Shakespeare did
the one great change lay in that of degree, ...
#respect
#sonnet
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Dark World Within
a fate indescribable in a world in ruins
silence echoes where laughter once peals
grey skies over chaos remnants
in slumbering sleep the world that was
in cities of wandering ghosts
shrouded in clouds and memories
lost as in roads overgrown
nature return in its natural claims
Vibrant gardens replaced by despair
birds song now brittle in decay
seeds of discontent sowed in pathment cracks
roving around without feathers
the night is pierced by no stars
not aglow within ashes
whispers in a world reborn ...
silence echoes where laughter once peals
grey skies over chaos remnants
in slumbering sleep the world that was
in cities of wandering ghosts
shrouded in clouds and memories
lost as in roads overgrown
nature return in its natural claims
Vibrant gardens replaced by despair
birds song now brittle in decay
seeds of discontent sowed in pathment cracks
roving around without feathers
the night is pierced by no stars
not aglow within ashes
whispers in a world reborn ...
#dreams
#ghosts
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