Observational Poems by Top Critiquers
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Poetry about life, society and the natural world
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Tired Eyes
Been traveling this highway a lifetime
Avoiding conflict that rubbed me numb
Needing momentum to make the climb
Painfully living under the tyrants thumb
Tired eyes observe the horror take hold
Human sacrifice to appease a false king
Hell is witnessing innocence being sold
While a jester bows to kiss a phony ring
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
Avoiding conflict that rubbed me numb
Needing momentum to make the climb
Painfully living under the tyrants thumb
Tired eyes observe the horror take hold
Human sacrifice to appease a false king
Hell is witnessing innocence being sold
While a jester bows to kiss a phony ring
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
#philosophical
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The Road Back To You
All roads lead to something that we need in life
It's the something that leads us back to our inner-self
It's the something that leads us back to our inner-self
#identity
#LifeGoals
#minimalist #spiritual
#minimalist #spiritual
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Last Rainbow
I am the rainbow after your storm
The sky is not of slate grey
It is darker, unrelenting, menacing
it summons the lightning
wicked in its invention
You see it
Before you hear the destruction
You feel it
Through the concrete construction
There's no time to run from the devastation
Boom!
Crack!
Pow!
What is left now?
The sun
Peaks its head out for fun
Illuminating the particles in the sky
Seeing all the colors way up high
Wish on...
The sky is not of slate grey
It is darker, unrelenting, menacing
it summons the lightning
wicked in its invention
You see it
Before you hear the destruction
You feel it
Through the concrete construction
There's no time to run from the devastation
Boom!
Crack!
Pow!
What is left now?
The sun
Peaks its head out for fun
Illuminating the particles in the sky
Seeing all the colors way up high
Wish on...
#rhyming
#StreamOfConsciousness
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sometimes randomly
someone reminds us
that rivalry is a realm
and ignites
that fractal ripple
you have waited for
all the pebbles in the waters
did not create just that orb
rivalry can be
just that obsolete reflection
a cutting cord
this curtain is falling
a thespian shade
the one that frees you
with sussing sounds
please say I didnt warn you
this altered state
six months thin fried baked air
that could be will be would be
ought have been state
today gathering each ...
that rivalry is a realm
and ignites
that fractal ripple
you have waited for
all the pebbles in the waters
did not create just that orb
rivalry can be
just that obsolete reflection
a cutting cord
this curtain is falling
a thespian shade
the one that frees you
with sussing sounds
please say I didnt warn you
this altered state
six months thin fried baked air
that could be will be would be
ought have been state
today gathering each ...
#dating
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WHY DO WE NEED LABELS?

#love
#courage
#motivational
#admiration
#emotions
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molestor pester boil in oil
stroke me I think not
peddal you trike elsewhere
I farted in you
why?
you earned it
think with that
shit in your brains
take that alien
and stay the fuck away
poison ivy on you thick cock
you're empty
clashes keep your ashes
ashes ashes we all fall down
peddal you trike elsewhere
I farted in you
why?
you earned it
think with that
shit in your brains
take that alien
and stay the fuck away
poison ivy on you thick cock
you're empty
clashes keep your ashes
ashes ashes we all fall down
#dark
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The Torchbearer
Deep
within the ocean's heart
light is scarce
yet sometimes rare
—a little angler fish’s torch
illuminates
the darkness there
A fishing lure
it softly sways
temptation
in an endless haze
so seldom seen
amid the dark
a false beacon
of appetite
Her humpbacked nature
in eerie depths
where silence holds
its secrets...
within the ocean's heart
light is scarce
yet sometimes rare
—a little angler fish’s torch
illuminates
the darkness there
A fishing lure
it softly sways
temptation
in an endless haze
so seldom seen
amid the dark
a false beacon
of appetite
Her humpbacked nature
in eerie depths
where silence holds
its secrets...
#fish
#sea
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~in the making’ a breaking new(s)
viz: dino
#evolution
#minimalist
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The Boogeyman
The story teller of words ✍️ do you know who is the Boogeyman, for sure do you believe that someone is pulling the strings, of the puppet Master. (DROP THE MIC 🎤🔥🔥🔥) For as the new administration is finally in full force to uncovering, things that the dusted government didn't, want us to know, 🤨 as American citizens of the United States of America. 🤔. For sure now that they are uncovered the deepness and power of the Democrats party, to much funds are being funded by chance going into someone else's account. 😕 But yet all...
#corruption
#deception
#murder
#politics
#war
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ODE TO AMANDA HOLDEN

#beauty
#women
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Hiding in every cell.
Doctors, scientists,philosophers have never been able to locate the human mind.
But
Depression or any other mental illness has no trouble finding it in seconds,the perfect terrorist.
So
The human mind, once located turns in on itself,causing all sorts of mental and physical havoc.
It will stay in a state of turmoil until it becomes invisible once more.
And
It will never be the same again.
But
Depression or any other mental illness has no trouble finding it in seconds,the perfect terrorist.
So
The human mind, once located turns in on itself,causing all sorts of mental and physical havoc.
It will stay in a state of turmoil until it becomes invisible once more.
And
It will never be the same again.
#depression
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She Pondered
It’s what we do as humans, isn’t it?
Compare and contrast the good, the bad and the ugly. It makes us feel better, doesn’t it?
Helping ourselves ease the disappointment of what we perceive we don’t have, versus those whom we perceive TO have, right?
Proverbial grass is greener theory, until the veneer cracks. Dark truths ooze out. As vultures we swoop in to pick the flesh from the rotting corpses. Why?
Compare and contrast the good, the bad and the ugly. It makes us feel better, doesn’t it?
Helping ourselves ease the disappointment of what we perceive we don’t have, versus those whom we perceive TO have, right?
Proverbial grass is greener theory, until the veneer cracks. Dark truths ooze out. As vultures we swoop in to pick the flesh from the rotting corpses. Why?
#frustration
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