Observational Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about life, society and the natural world
Poems written by Top Critiquers
BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 2:53pm
10th Mar 2025 2:53pm
The fragile life of a house plant
Sun streaming through the east facing windows
collection of funeral plants
a magical garden depending on me
no time to fret the day is upon us
feed them water them or set them free
collection of funeral plants
a magical garden depending on me
no time to fret the day is upon us
feed them water them or set them free
#LifeCycle
51 reads
4 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 6:01pm
20th Feb 2025 6:01pm
Fixed
Beware your saviours.
But why bother learning now?
Indulge yourselves some dignity, best give up and lie down.
It's what you wanted.
Don't dare ask why or how.
Built empires off your backs you simply furnished them a crown.
One fix the other.
And all you get is broke.
Short-changing you maintains their float so in their debt you drown.
But why bother learning now?
Indulge yourselves some dignity, best give up and lie down.
It's what you wanted.
Don't dare ask why or how.
Built empires off your backs you simply furnished them a crown.
One fix the other.
And all you get is broke.
Short-changing you maintains their float so in their debt you drown.
#TruthOfLife
102 reads
12 Comments
Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 6:35pm
25th Nov 2024 6:35pm
Mouse in my attic
I have a mouse living in my attic
She crawled all night making static
Got someone who is a mice terminatic
He said “you have two lovers living in your attic”
Now that is definitely very problematic
Although he didn’t sound very dramatic
I also don’t want to be melodramatic
But they shouldn’t be living in my attic
“They should die” and I wasn’t very diplomatic
I’m also a guy who is not very romantic
No one should be living in my attic
Not love, nor anyone who is the least sympathetic
She crawled all night making static
Got someone who is a mice terminatic
He said “you have two lovers living in your attic”
Now that is definitely very problematic
Although he didn’t sound very dramatic
I also don’t want to be melodramatic
But they shouldn’t be living in my attic
“They should die” and I wasn’t very diplomatic
I’m also a guy who is not very romantic
No one should be living in my attic
Not love, nor anyone who is the least sympathetic
#confessional
#dark
#romantic #TruthOfLife
#romantic #TruthOfLife
185 reads
22 Comments
Sappho
Poem Published
24th Apr 2024 9:18am
24th Apr 2024 9:18am
The Green Classroom
Lying on the soil of the forest
My refuge and my sanctuary
All my senses sharpened
Attentively observing the wildlife
I become a humble student of
All the mysteries of nature
Snail shells, ferns and hexagonal
Honeycombs teach me about
Sacred Geometry
From birds, howling wolves,
Rustling leaves and buzzing insects
I get to know the harmony of music
Nature's circle of
Birth, death and rebirth
Allows me insights in religion
Trees with their strong bonds and
Supportive relationships
Are my...
My refuge and my sanctuary
All my senses sharpened
Attentively observing the wildlife
I become a humble student of
All the mysteries of nature
Snail shells, ferns and hexagonal
Honeycombs teach me about
Sacred Geometry
From birds, howling wolves,
Rustling leaves and buzzing insects
I get to know the harmony of music
Nature's circle of
Birth, death and rebirth
Allows me insights in religion
Trees with their strong bonds and
Supportive relationships
Are my...
#gratitude
#inspirational
131 reads
2 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 5:59pm
2nd Feb 2025 5:59pm
Broken wifi
The Wi-Fi is broken!
They broke the Wi-Fi!
Pending downloads.
As it craves for more.
Closed eyes.
Transmission blocked.
Finished.
It is all over!
Broken software!
They broke the Wi-Fi!
Pending downloads.
As it craves for more.
Closed eyes.
Transmission blocked.
Finished.
It is all over!
Broken software!
#LifeStruggles
79 reads
3 Comments
Glaxian
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 00:07am
3rd Feb 2025 00:07am
Existential View
Largely the troubles of this life
Burning fires of struggle and strife
In this life, there seems to be time
Between the start and finish line
Delusion feeding illusion
Everyone always dies alone
Is it music or just a tone
Dancing to the rhythm of life
Celebration of no real strife
Forever living in this time
One moment it's all on the line
Jubilation of exaltation
Realizing you're never alone
Legacy built on a milestone
Everybody is the same
But from various viewpoints
Burning fires of struggle and strife
In this life, there seems to be time
Between the start and finish line
Delusion feeding illusion
Everyone always dies alone
Is it music or just a tone
Dancing to the rhythm of life
Celebration of no real strife
Forever living in this time
One moment it's all on the line
Jubilation of exaltation
Realizing you're never alone
Legacy built on a milestone
Everybody is the same
But from various viewpoints
#dance
#mirror
#philosophical
#shadows
#TruthOfLife
96 reads
5 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 8:23pm
19th Feb 2025 8:23pm
As If?
He carries round his window cleaning gear
whistling some well known bohemian air,
wears gold earrings, (street cred' is now so dear,)
and runs up ladders like his bedroom stairs.
Tanned and sleek, full of self-confident wealth,
he growls, '' you're next !" (in hope to hear a purr?)
rippling muscles, bouncing around with health,
with a chest full of lush, gorilla, fur...
He cleans windows like an athletic cat
stalks those streets, an animal on the hunt,
but I know the repertoire, all the chat,
and the sleazy way he says...
whistling some well known bohemian air,
wears gold earrings, (street cred' is now so dear,)
and runs up ladders like his bedroom stairs.
Tanned and sleek, full of self-confident wealth,
he growls, '' you're next !" (in hope to hear a purr?)
rippling muscles, bouncing around with health,
with a chest full of lush, gorilla, fur...
He cleans windows like an athletic cat
stalks those streets, an animal on the hunt,
but I know the repertoire, all the chat,
and the sleazy way he says...
#sonnet
43 reads
0 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 00:32am
26th Feb 2025 00:32am
Enhancement Semantics
Enhancement semantics,
demanding a tangent,
have planted such candid dynamics entrancing.
Enchantment remanded,
lest chancing Atlantic,
is France and Atlantis in dancing enactment.
Some dragons with angles,
their camera cannons,
outlandishly channeling perilous planet.
From arrogant anguish,
commandments unpracticed,
while pharisee phantom has heresy handled.
The damnable sadness,
as cherub can ravage,
humanity's damage that's fallibly average.
Our fantasy famished, ...
demanding a tangent,
have planted such candid dynamics entrancing.
Enchantment remanded,
lest chancing Atlantic,
is France and Atlantis in dancing enactment.
Some dragons with angles,
their camera cannons,
outlandishly channeling perilous planet.
From arrogant anguish,
commandments unpracticed,
while pharisee phantom has heresy handled.
The damnable sadness,
as cherub can ravage,
humanity's damage that's fallibly average.
Our fantasy famished, ...
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
#rhyming
#spiritual
74 reads
2 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 8:41pm
7th Jan 2025 8:41pm
On Courage
It has little to do with bravery
or fear
or rugged badassery
It’s the letting go
laying down
that fuckit moment
in a set jaw
when inaction feels more dangerous
than meeting a tiger of terror
***
Faced with the option of
being torn to obstinate shreds
left for dead
or
languishing in the rot of regret
agonizing endlessly over what ifs
I’ll take the tiger
.
or fear
or rugged badassery
It’s the letting go
laying down
that fuckit moment
in a set jaw
when inaction feels more dangerous
than meeting a tiger of terror
***
Faced with the option of
being torn to obstinate shreds
left for dead
or
languishing in the rot of regret
agonizing endlessly over what ifs
I’ll take the tiger
.
#courage
146 reads
17 Comments
13
Poem Published
1st May 2024 9:43am
1st May 2024 9:43am
The Pursuit of Pleasure
The pursuit of pleasure
is a battle that discomfort often loses
and the lessons we're meant to learn
are cast adrift in the seas of nonchalance
the call to action - ignored
an insurmountable hurdle awaits
stepping out of the comfort zone
highway to the danger zone
Seared into the synapses of the mind
flashed, frozen, timeless
encapsulated by its lull
compelled by autonomous instinct
we are mindlessly drawn to it
without question or judgement
under its spell, the first thing we want
is usually the last thing we...
is a battle that discomfort often loses
and the lessons we're meant to learn
are cast adrift in the seas of nonchalance
the call to action - ignored
an insurmountable hurdle awaits
stepping out of the comfort zone
highway to the danger zone
Seared into the synapses of the mind
flashed, frozen, timeless
encapsulated by its lull
compelled by autonomous instinct
we are mindlessly drawn to it
without question or judgement
under its spell, the first thing we want
is usually the last thing we...
#depression
#grief
#LifeStruggles
222 reads
2 Comments
prometheus5290
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 6:52pm
11th Feb 2025 6:52pm
Merit basis
It really, really looked like a bee teaching another bee,
but then I remembered that bee does not have a teaching certificate, so it could not have been teaching.
but then I remembered that bee does not have a teaching certificate, so it could not have been teaching.
#SelfWorth
74 reads
2 Comments
darkcloud68
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 1:01am
4th Jan 2025 1:01am
Skin Talk
In America my skin is my rope, every melinated fiber of it , society stretches it around my throat. My enemies wear hatred like a coat.
My people became a American nightmare floating on a boat. Slavery was only emancipated, in the deceptions written in their quotes.
Burning crosses lighting the images of evil laughing ghost. Moses shouting let my people go, pharaoh said murder, every first born son, so their population would not grow.
My people shouting let freedom ring. And in trees in the summer breeze.Tearful ebony eyes watched freedom swing.
...
My people became a American nightmare floating on a boat. Slavery was only emancipated, in the deceptions written in their quotes.
Burning crosses lighting the images of evil laughing ghost. Moses shouting let my people go, pharaoh said murder, every first born son, so their population would not grow.
My people shouting let freedom ring. And in trees in the summer breeze.Tearful ebony eyes watched freedom swing.
...
#corruption
#freedom
#HumanRights
#ignorance
#inequality
142 reads
2 Comments
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