Long Observational Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about life, society and the natural world
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 5:02pm
14th Apr 2025 5:02pm
Ahh... The Softness Of Just Being
Intellect have always been a friend, a sorceress of my mind
I would say I am a pretty great judgment of character and an extraordinaire when it cums to my soft sublime
Neven been on the scavenge to hunt, I am the beautiful sacred curiosity of the tease
I can make the tenderest love to your mind, poetically whisper in your ear, submerging it intellectually until you become the mingled words I taste on the tip of my tongue as my heart shall appease
Blend...
I would say I am a pretty great judgment of character and an extraordinaire when it cums to my soft sublime
Neven been on the scavenge to hunt, I am the beautiful sacred curiosity of the tease
I can make the tenderest love to your mind, poetically whisper in your ear, submerging it intellectually until you become the mingled words I taste on the tip of my tongue as my heart shall appease
Blend...
#mythology
#philosophical
#spiritual
#water
#wisdom
110 reads
3 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 6:31am
14th Apr 2025 6:31am
endless cycle of delusion and pain....
humankind is and has always been, and always will be its own worst enemy.... everyone's a "dreamer" from the most simplest things to the most complicated or outlandish things-a conditional, fleeting luxury one could have....
no one actually "loses" or "wins"- but that's the "twisted game" of nature along with "favoritism".... game of "enemies" and "friends"- while everyone's throat is a potential sacrifice in someone's else's eyes- to...
no one actually "loses" or "wins"- but that's the "twisted game" of nature along with "favoritism".... game of "enemies" and "friends"- while everyone's throat is a potential sacrifice in someone's else's eyes- to...
#humankind
#LifeCycle
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
13th Apr 2025 1:44am
13th Apr 2025 1:44am
A Soft Whisper To The Wind
In my pilgrimage as caged minds unfurl
Upright in peace crucified of its lashing words
My ancestral rite of passage I crossed over to gain wisdom found not
of this time
Spoken to the earth of whispered sacred benedictions of the sublime
Hearts dancing in rejoice to have the sanction of Creole dialect
wisdom of the wise
To give unto ancient sovereign, my King, this woman’s worth entwined
of universal beliefs from sundown to sunrise
Preordained upon...
Upright in peace crucified of its lashing words
My ancestral rite of passage I crossed over to gain wisdom found not
of this time
Spoken to the earth of whispered sacred benedictions of the sublime
Hearts dancing in rejoice to have the sanction of Creole dialect
wisdom of the wise
To give unto ancient sovereign, my King, this woman’s worth entwined
of universal beliefs from sundown to sunrise
Preordained upon...
#angels
#mythology
#philosophical
#spiritual
#water
132 reads
1 Comment
Wordsmith
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 6:10pm
11th Apr 2025 6:10pm
Wake Up
Wake up; there's no warmth in the morning
Wake up; just the cold on my skin
No love; just the echoes of the silence
No hand ever reaching within
Wake up; is there anyone who's listening?
Wake up; I’ve been crying without sound
Oh love; I have begged beneath the ruins
Still no soul is ever around
Alone; alone... no one’s coming
Alone; alone... just the rain
Alone; alone.... can you hear it?
The sound of a world gone vain.
Wake up; see the riches getting richer
Wake up; while we’re sleeping in pain
No love;...
Wake up; just the cold on my skin
No love; just the echoes of the silence
No hand ever reaching within
Wake up; is there anyone who's listening?
Wake up; I’ve been crying without sound
Oh love; I have begged beneath the ruins
Still no soul is ever around
Alone; alone... no one’s coming
Alone; alone... just the rain
Alone; alone.... can you hear it?
The sound of a world gone vain.
Wake up; see the riches getting richer
Wake up; while we’re sleeping in pain
No love;...
#HumanRights
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#motivational
#TruthOfLife
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 5:35pm
7th Apr 2025 5:35pm
Burning This Shit Down Together
She have had four kids, ten piercings and major tattoo work
But refuse to do anal, because she says the shit hurt,
“Even the tooth fairy checking children’s pillows when they sleep
Why don’t the motherfucka go to a graveyard and dig up dead people teeth,
“Bitches think sympathy is the same as accountability
Then shed a tear for me when I’m doggystyle deep in the pussy,
“Let that animalistic attitude come out when howling at the moon
Because everyday life will be fucking her and is not cuming no time soon,
“Some women...
But refuse to do anal, because she says the shit hurt,
“Even the tooth fairy checking children’s pillows when they sleep
Why don’t the motherfucka go to a graveyard and dig up dead people teeth,
“Bitches think sympathy is the same as accountability
Then shed a tear for me when I’m doggystyle deep in the pussy,
“Let that animalistic attitude come out when howling at the moon
Because everyday life will be fucking her and is not cuming no time soon,
“Some women...
#men
#relationships
#women
53 reads
2 Comments
Heisenberg68
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 1:43am
7th Apr 2025 1:43am
A New Tune for Tomorrow
In the land where the desert meets destiny’s skies,
Whispers rise from the sands where the future lies,
A vision of minds and machines entwined,
Humanity dances on the edge of the digital mind.
Where brain-computer interfaces map the thoughts untold,
Circuits woven into flesh, futures bold.
The merging of man with the pulse of machines,
In the crucible of the desert, where the new world preens.
Across the earth, under the stars we’ve known,
Potential soars on winds that have grown,
Yet, in this march toward the dawn's bright light,...
Whispers rise from the sands where the future lies,
A vision of minds and machines entwined,
Humanity dances on the edge of the digital mind.
Where brain-computer interfaces map the thoughts untold,
Circuits woven into flesh, futures bold.
The merging of man with the pulse of machines,
In the crucible of the desert, where the new world preens.
Across the earth, under the stars we’ve known,
Potential soars on winds that have grown,
Yet, in this march toward the dawn's bright light,...
#humankind
#science
#technology
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 7:53am
3rd Apr 2025 7:53am
they call the train station crack central (home town observations)
A pigeon was scavenging scraps
along the edge of the drive-thru
while we were waiting in line
for coffee and fries
and I imagined it pecking
on every car door
asking if we had any potato
and salt to spare
The people 'round here
aren't that much different
to that small grey pigeon
scavenging for scraps
and shiny things left on the ground
...
There's a family of shopping trolleys
around the corner from my house
that are filled with molding rubbish
It's only a matter of...
along the edge of the drive-thru
while we were waiting in line
for coffee and fries
and I imagined it pecking
on every car door
asking if we had any potato
and salt to spare
The people 'round here
aren't that much different
to that small grey pigeon
scavenging for scraps
and shiny things left on the ground
...
There's a family of shopping trolleys
around the corner from my house
that are filled with molding rubbish
It's only a matter of...
#addiction
#homelessness
#LifeStruggles #poverty
#LifeStruggles #poverty
71 reads
2 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 8:14pm
1st Apr 2025 8:14pm
[NaPoWriMo - 2025 Collection] Flowers from Thoughts
Prelude
Flush wisteria, lavender
ripened upon their vine
Eliot’s hyacinth couple
deep purple, beyond the rain-
pummeled garden gate
A mossy footpath, wet
seeping between toes
of bare feet, droplets plop
extend upward, fall
into Earth's moistened mouth
. . .Other echoes
Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?
Not to learn but remember
nor think back to before
November circumstance
tilled the soil of withered slumber
for...
Flush wisteria, lavender
ripened upon their vine
Eliot’s hyacinth couple
deep purple, beyond the rain-
pummeled garden gate
A mossy footpath, wet
seeping between toes
of bare feet, droplets plop
extend upward, fall
into Earth's moistened mouth
. . .Other echoes
Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?
Not to learn but remember
nor think back to before
November circumstance
tilled the soil of withered slumber
for...
#nature
#mythology
#nostalgia
252 reads
11 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 6:55pm
31st Mar 2025 6:55pm
Life Support or Do I Need to File for Medicaid for this Shit
I’m sick and tired of motherfuckas in my face
Society’s bullshit is like everyday living a case,
“Served my country honorably, but it seems it’s not enough
Denied progress at every turn-so tell me what the fuck,
“The founding forefathers, what the fuck are they really good for
Every citizen in some kind of way is treated like a whore,
“Laws, the constitution and polices are constantly chopped and screwed
And if a motherfucka invoke their freedom of speech, they are considered rude,
“Because whomever is president the...
Society’s bullshit is like everyday living a case,
“Served my country honorably, but it seems it’s not enough
Denied progress at every turn-so tell me what the fuck,
“The founding forefathers, what the fuck are they really good for
Every citizen in some kind of way is treated like a whore,
“Laws, the constitution and polices are constantly chopped and screwed
And if a motherfucka invoke their freedom of speech, they are considered rude,
“Because whomever is president the...
#America
77 reads
7 Comments
thewatcher33
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 00:57am
31st Mar 2025 00:57am
CHRISTIANITY: THE REALITIES
While Christianity, like many religions, teaches principles of love, peace, and service, the historical reality of how Christianity has been spread and practiced throughout the world of it's actions is said to be a contradiction of it's teachings. Indeed, Christianity has been involved in acts of dominance, violence, and colonization, especially during certain periods of history.
Here are some ways Christianity, as practiced by institutions or certain groups, has been linked to violence, exploitation, and oppression:
1. Colonization and Cultural Erasure
...
Here are some ways Christianity, as practiced by institutions or certain groups, has been linked to violence, exploitation, and oppression:
1. Colonization and Cultural Erasure
...
#religion
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 9:25pm
30th Mar 2025 9:25pm
A Thousand Years From Forever (Twenty-Eight)
Upper Eastside
New York, New York
See, my Supreme King, had you listened to your Queen, and allowed me to follow your lead in my own car
Knowing the portal to the Waterloo is sealed, and not that far
Instead of allowing your Knights to occupy mine, who I might add, they are not mentally equipped to operate such powerful machinery
Your loyal subjects are used to riding on Black Arabian Stallions that run free
My Queen, you know I would never allow any mortal to lay claim to your skin, however, I can only assume its military related
As your...
New York, New York
See, my Supreme King, had you listened to your Queen, and allowed me to follow your lead in my own car
Knowing the portal to the Waterloo is sealed, and not that far
Instead of allowing your Knights to occupy mine, who I might add, they are not mentally equipped to operate such powerful machinery
Your loyal subjects are used to riding on Black Arabian Stallions that run free
My Queen, you know I would never allow any mortal to lay claim to your skin, however, I can only assume its military related
As your...
#mythology
#water
186 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
29th Mar 2025 12:50pm
29th Mar 2025 12:50pm
The Softness Of The Sunrise
There was a time unto the sunrise the oceans navigating my sailing ship
The anchor to my heart, that told me love radiates from the deep abyss
Unlocking his chains that longs to be free
Rebirth from the shackles of his mind, from my home, we dream, as lost entities funnel in the sea
Give him freedom in his unwavering quest
I heard the calling as he appeared as a warrior wearing the crest of Allah's armored vest
His voice resonating like the roar of the jungle heard from afar
From the pilgrimage in his journey, his eyes upon...
The anchor to my heart, that told me love radiates from the deep abyss
Unlocking his chains that longs to be free
Rebirth from the shackles of his mind, from my home, we dream, as lost entities funnel in the sea
Give him freedom in his unwavering quest
I heard the calling as he appeared as a warrior wearing the crest of Allah's armored vest
His voice resonating like the roar of the jungle heard from afar
From the pilgrimage in his journey, his eyes upon...
#mythology
#spiritual
#water
#angels
#sun
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