Observational Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about life, society and the natural world
Poems written by Top Critiquers
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
Duice
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 4:19am
8th Jan 2025 4:19am
He-She-Other
Eyeing life side-eyed asphyxiated in this spotters scope
concave monocular teetering in and out of trance
Observant surveilling wretched buffoonery trending
cyclic magnified in this inauspicious life dance
Shrewd to learn intricate reasoning in depths of people
evolved judgemental life views secluded
Laid in the cut calm as a fly on the rancid wall
gender-neutral bathroom festering larvae included
Planted trigger behaviors become iridescently apparent
in blank jungle silence of blossoming juvenile minds
Passive watching random demonic ongoers...
concave monocular teetering in and out of trance
Observant surveilling wretched buffoonery trending
cyclic magnified in this inauspicious life dance
Shrewd to learn intricate reasoning in depths of people
evolved judgemental life views secluded
Laid in the cut calm as a fly on the rancid wall
gender-neutral bathroom festering larvae included
Planted trigger behaviors become iridescently apparent
in blank jungle silence of blossoming juvenile minds
Passive watching random demonic ongoers...
#honesty
#LGBT
#masculinity
#morality
#transgender
159 reads
2 Comments
REMARKABLE_8
RichyRich
RichyRich
Poem Published
6th Jul 2024 12:06pm
6th Jul 2024 12:06pm
"Secret Invasion " A24×8!!
In the Age, of true light which dissipates all illusions brought forth with the help of the moon's light!
Manipulated and created within, A.I.'s!
Meaning angel's intelligence fused and used by liquid crystal technology working in tandem, fuel for all vices!
Facilitated and coordinated throughout all and every device's, strategically making it easy to attach and latch on to those with low vibrational energy!!
Taking control of your mind while erasing your memory!
Because at the end of every century the earth 🌎 resets and the wave...
Manipulated and created within, A.I.'s!
Meaning angel's intelligence fused and used by liquid crystal technology working in tandem, fuel for all vices!
Facilitated and coordinated throughout all and every device's, strategically making it easy to attach and latch on to those with low vibrational energy!!
Taking control of your mind while erasing your memory!
Because at the end of every century the earth 🌎 resets and the wave...
#aliens
#earth
#evolution
#moon
#universe
239 reads
2 Comments
ajay
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 3:53am
8th Feb 2025 3:53am
All We Can Ask For
The house is growing old and looking sad.
Its roof is leaking, many slates have gone.
It's lost the cheerful look that once it had
when it was sound and life inside went on.
Its hearth is cold, no fire is blazing there,
the paper peels, unrolling from the wall,
the windows blind, the battered floorboards bare,
now only echos echo in its hall.
The house remembers, though, a better time,
the better days when it was full of light,
the happy days when it was in its prime,
it pays no heed now to its sorry plight.
It's had a life with love...
Its roof is leaking, many slates have gone.
It's lost the cheerful look that once it had
when it was sound and life inside went on.
Its hearth is cold, no fire is blazing there,
the paper peels, unrolling from the wall,
the windows blind, the battered floorboards bare,
now only echos echo in its hall.
The house remembers, though, a better time,
the better days when it was full of light,
the happy days when it was in its prime,
it pays no heed now to its sorry plight.
It's had a life with love...
#love
70 reads
5 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
15th Sep 2021 4:59pm
15th Sep 2021 4:59pm
Penumbrae Ideals
There is whirling light everywhere -
and light depends upon darkness,
based upon the laws of polarity
in the sights that are seen and unseen.
I am a galactic void,
Walking amongst humanity,
never reverting to the mean
because that would mean
I was just
like
them
But then…
Maybe I am?
As they become windows
in my gaze -
windows that lead
to a
Maze,
A maze
that leads
to a
Haze,
Billowing
in
contours
of ...
and light depends upon darkness,
based upon the laws of polarity
in the sights that are seen and unseen.
I am a galactic void,
Walking amongst humanity,
never reverting to the mean
because that would mean
I was just
like
them
But then…
Maybe I am?
As they become windows
in my gaze -
windows that lead
to a
Maze,
A maze
that leads
to a
Haze,
Billowing
in
contours
of ...
#shadows
433 reads
4 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
13th May 2024 9:32am
13th May 2024 9:32am
Deaf In The Water
To know what I was made for
I'm not soul searching anymore
Once I got my foot in the door
I felt my once idle heart soar
I had to go it all alone
Test the waters and be shown
The way to get to that place
I always knew was my home
But still I find when I arise
Words are meaningless and contrived
When written merely to impress
To which is left a bloody mess
I'm not soul searching anymore
Once I got my foot in the door
I felt my once idle heart soar
I had to go it all alone
Test the waters and be shown
The way to get to that place
I always knew was my home
But still I find when I arise
Words are meaningless and contrived
When written merely to impress
To which is left a bloody mess
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
189 reads
6 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
145 reads
17 Comments
Trillium
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 4:28pm
3rd Mar 2025 4:28pm
Hint of spring
Winter has finally broken
like fever chills
Moisture returning to the air
No longer crisp dry
cracking skin
drying nostrils
A faint warmth
brushing cheeks
Purple tinged buds
not yet breaking
swelling with promise
like fever chills
Moisture returning to the air
No longer crisp dry
cracking skin
drying nostrils
A faint warmth
brushing cheeks
Purple tinged buds
not yet breaking
swelling with promise
#nature
#spring
43 reads
4 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 9:11pm
17th Feb 2025 9:11pm
Morning Promise
The trees danced to the wind,
waving hello, as the earthy
fragrance of dew sneaked in.
All, enwrapping me in a hug,
while whispering of life
and a morning promise
of a better day.
waving hello, as the earthy
fragrance of dew sneaked in.
All, enwrapping me in a hug,
while whispering of life
and a morning promise
of a better day.
#morning
#nature
#hope
62 reads
michaelslove2
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 9:26am
14th Jan 2025 9:26am
"Light...Hovers"
"Light...Hovers"
Light...hovers.
An obtuse rectangle in the sky.
People crane back their heads,
looking, wondering, maybe even weeping.
Some asking, waiting for a reply.
Light...hovers.
Twisting...turning...melding.
A different shape to all who choose to view.
Ingrained into the deepest self.
What could, what should, what did/I didn't do?
I look in consternation.
Images shaping for me high above.
I see the past as I have learned,
lessons strangled by said glove.
Light...hovers. ...
Light...hovers.
An obtuse rectangle in the sky.
People crane back their heads,
looking, wondering, maybe even weeping.
Some asking, waiting for a reply.
Light...hovers.
Twisting...turning...melding.
A different shape to all who choose to view.
Ingrained into the deepest self.
What could, what should, what did/I didn't do?
I look in consternation.
Images shaping for me high above.
I see the past as I have learned,
lessons strangled by said glove.
Light...hovers. ...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#culture
#evolution
#morality
54 reads
2 Comments
MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 3:30pm
30th Jan 2025 3:30pm
The Rooted Lofty Tree
She sat there under a rooted lofty tree.. Shading branches and fanning leaves kept her company... The hissing of silence and the reigning of solitude driving her cold at home. She took a step out to let vanish the void that filled her chest. She brooded over herself the one of the past leafing through her memories... "That's the apple of my eye.. The lifeblood of my heart!.." She came to taste beauty.. To touch the very core of delight when He was brought to her life. Burning all the candles of her youth at both sides, extremely weary but profoundly contented. The echoes of giggles...
#aging
#gratitude
#LifeCycle
#motherhood
#nostalgia
60 reads
2 Comments
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