PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 12:38pm
16th Mar 2025 12:38pm
"happy accident "
rock, paper, scissors.... dice rolls.... mirrored conversations in the fun house.... dream sequences of sorts- every emotion- absorbed-sticky the flesh suit in swamp soup; till the inevitable vomit....
walking a once upon a time scorched earth-town of horrors- now "modern time" illusionary amusement parks- with cotton candy- and hypnosis of varied kinds....
fantasizing about the deepest "trip" of one's life- whilst- dire need to psych out one's mind from this- so unreal before one's eyes- because...
walking a once upon a time scorched earth-town of horrors- now "modern time" illusionary amusement parks- with cotton candy- and hypnosis of varied kinds....
fantasizing about the deepest "trip" of one's life- whilst- dire need to psych out one's mind from this- so unreal before one's eyes- because...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#LifeCycle #philosophical
#LifeCycle #philosophical
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 9:48am
24th Feb 2025 9:48am
"Dream world" vs "Waking world"
sometimes the "dream world" is where I'd like to be; there's this chance that "favor" is granted almost automatically;
even though within the "dream world"-aspects of the "waking world" more or less bleeds within the lines- of the blurry fantasy;
the "waking world"(madness dressed in illusion)is mostly a harsh reality- filled with peaks and valleys- storms consistent of bricks and stones- guaranteed damage to the psyche(though we wonder why...
even though within the "dream world"-aspects of the "waking world" more or less bleeds within the lines- of the blurry fantasy;
the "waking world"(madness dressed in illusion)is mostly a harsh reality- filled with peaks and valleys- storms consistent of bricks and stones- guaranteed damage to the psyche(though we wonder why...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#philosophical #LifeCycle
#philosophical #LifeCycle
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 10:25pm
13th Jan 2025 10:25pm
"written in the stars"
they'd always say, "god" doesn't make mistakes...."; I'd always think- "what is this place?" those long ago "yesterdays" I'd never think I'd think of death so much and in such a way that I do now adays....
life certainly prepares one- one way or another for that final day.... the way one used to fear that expiration date-all the things one must go through/tolerate....now.... it all makes so much sense to embrace- even if it means no more "sense of wake" in any state....
this place here and now-...
life certainly prepares one- one way or another for that final day.... the way one used to fear that expiration date-all the things one must go through/tolerate....now.... it all makes so much sense to embrace- even if it means no more "sense of wake" in any state....
this place here and now-...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom
#humankind
#depression
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 7:43am
24th Nov 2024 7:43am
if I could at will-I'd escape into a better realm
unlike edits and corrections on a literal writing piece; life experiences are like overlapping graffiti stains that's made its mark upon ones' psyche;
scrubbing those walls could feel like centuries-though it doesn't take away ones' memories; that's why I absolutely understand what it means to subconsciously browse the archives- then a drink is what one needs....
do we have freewill? yes. but this "matrix" does deceive; so do we really? they say the "devil's in the details"- life's portrait's...
scrubbing those walls could feel like centuries-though it doesn't take away ones' memories; that's why I absolutely understand what it means to subconsciously browse the archives- then a drink is what one needs....
do we have freewill? yes. but this "matrix" does deceive; so do we really? they say the "devil's in the details"- life's portrait's...
#FeelingTrapped
#humankind
#LifeCycle
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
21st Nov 2024 2:23pm
21st Nov 2024 2:23pm
I don't know....
whether said plain despite bore or cringe- whether said with some poetic crafty spin- how much would it matter- when guts spill like confessions to a "priest"- though without seeking "forgiveness" for quote on quote sin- though instead understanding
being of this species some-one labeled as "human"- it's been made a thing to have contempt- and to condemn- anyone that sits in a space one doesn't fit in-a space that feels superficial and pretentious- like inside of some building to praise an ideate-some human easily could have...
being of this species some-one labeled as "human"- it's been made a thing to have contempt- and to condemn- anyone that sits in a space one doesn't fit in-a space that feels superficial and pretentious- like inside of some building to praise an ideate-some human easily could have...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom
#heaven
#philosophical
134 reads
MalcolmG
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 5:45am
17th Nov 2024 5:45am
Broken Crayons - To My Friend Withers
To my friend Withers ..
The world is a canvas, vast and wide,
And we, like broken crayons, are tossed aside.
With edges cracked, our colours fade,
Yet still, we mark the paths we've made.
Once, we were untouched by sorrow,
Box of crayons, world of endless tomorrows,
Our colours danced across the sky,
Dreams so bright they seemed to fly.
But cruel hands cracked our wax,
Snapping edges, dulling tracks.
Still, we clung to what remained,
Even as our pieces scattered, stained.
Each mark etched deep within our soul, ...
The world is a canvas, vast and wide,
And we, like broken crayons, are tossed aside.
With edges cracked, our colours fade,
Yet still, we mark the paths we've made.
Once, we were untouched by sorrow,
Box of crayons, world of endless tomorrows,
Our colours danced across the sky,
Dreams so bright they seemed to fly.
But cruel hands cracked our wax,
Snapping edges, dulling tracks.
Still, we clung to what remained,
Even as our pieces scattered, stained.
Each mark etched deep within our soul, ...
#abuse
#emotional
#FeelingTrapped
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 1:53am
16th Nov 2024 1:53am
a real honest conversation....
the idea of.... everlasting peace.... time being nothing more than a concept.... knowing.... what it feels to be "loved" truly, deeply, intimately, reciprocation on both sides with ease....
when nothing feels like a sacrifice.... where on "earth" could that be? it's unusually beyond belief.... ego always leads....
"love yourself...." , "they say"; i mean-after all-alone you were conceived- and alone you will decease.... what else do people say? "nothing worth having comes easy...." ...
when nothing feels like a sacrifice.... where on "earth" could that be? it's unusually beyond belief.... ego always leads....
"love yourself...." , "they say"; i mean-after all-alone you were conceived- and alone you will decease.... what else do people say? "nothing worth having comes easy...." ...
#LifeCycle
#escape
#FeelingTrapped #freedom
#FeelingTrapped #freedom
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 8:47pm
11th Nov 2024 8:47pm
I'm Sick Of Her!
Kind of sick of my wife
This marriage is getting the best of me
All she does is complain, nag, whine and bark orders
I could divorce her
I could up & leave
I'm just lazy I guess
I zone out most of the time
I'll escape by writing poems or stories
Other times I'll exercise or go for a walk or bike ride
I always keep myself busy
I'm a perfectionist
Our home is always clean, organized and neat
She knows how well I take care of everything and knows she don't need to lift a finger
The one thing she does is cook ...
This marriage is getting the best of me
All she does is complain, nag, whine and bark orders
I could divorce her
I could up & leave
I'm just lazy I guess
I zone out most of the time
I'll escape by writing poems or stories
Other times I'll exercise or go for a walk or bike ride
I always keep myself busy
I'm a perfectionist
Our home is always clean, organized and neat
She knows how well I take care of everything and knows she don't need to lift a finger
The one thing she does is cook ...
#FeelingTrapped
#fiction
#food
#satirical
#wife
101 reads
6 Comments
King_Seraphiel
Joshua Jamal
Joshua Jamal
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 00:59am
5th Nov 2024 00:59am
The Prisoner
I'm a soldier/
shields up when one draws closer/ a don't care persona/ and yet still sober/
I still feel young but I'm still getting older
Among people and yet still a loner/
I'm functional but still need a doner
I'm a son brother and also father
I have a wife on speed dial but too hesitant to call her
My blessed assurance is the medals on my collar
Also being able to come home and make it rain with coins and dollars
even though I shower and water hits my head instead of feeling alive inwardly I'm still dead
I have a woman I once knew laying...
shields up when one draws closer/ a don't care persona/ and yet still sober/
I still feel young but I'm still getting older
Among people and yet still a loner/
I'm functional but still need a doner
I'm a son brother and also father
I have a wife on speed dial but too hesitant to call her
My blessed assurance is the medals on my collar
Also being able to come home and make it rain with coins and dollars
even though I shower and water hits my head instead of feeling alive inwardly I'm still dead
I have a woman I once knew laying...
#FeelingTrapped
#prison
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NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 8:31pm
31st Aug 2024 8:31pm
BLACK THALASSIC
Lost in its black widow's dark eyes
That storm inches of black tears
Back and forth, where it just lies
Threatening anything that nears
From a distance, I can hear unknown cries
Tell me, what's there to sincerely fear?
I've gone so far into the demons' belly rug
I accept my dreadful, dead-end, fate
Going further, I emerge into its sweet fog
Encountering the dangers of its weight
"I may not waive this place, for I don't belong"
Dismaying my boat, no control, solely, pure hate...
Trapped in a vessel that...
That storm inches of black tears
Back and forth, where it just lies
Threatening anything that nears
From a distance, I can hear unknown cries
Tell me, what's there to sincerely fear?
I've gone so far into the demons' belly rug
I accept my dreadful, dead-end, fate
Going further, I emerge into its sweet fog
Encountering the dangers of its weight
"I may not waive this place, for I don't belong"
Dismaying my boat, no control, solely, pure hate...
Trapped in a vessel that...
#bittersweet
#despair
#fear
#FeelingTrapped
#loneliness
236 reads
4 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
18th Aug 2024 4:45pm
18th Aug 2024 4:45pm
STILL ON THE PLANTATION
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ that will affect you in ways that you could never truly understand, how much of what I say is the truth that subconsciously reaches into the deepness of your own mind thoughts. 🧐 For example it's something that goes far beyond this world in which one is living within now. 😞 YET it is a fact of what our lives are now and yet we still were not free, for we as slaves was set free by the same individuals, that held us in chains as our master the overseers of our lives. 🤨 Let's not forget about the hanging...
#abuse
#FeelingTrapped
#ignorance
#LifeStruggles
#suffering
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 8:26pm
17th Aug 2024 8:26pm
Maybe she should have asked for cereal instead
Kind of sick of my wife
This marriage is getting the best of me
All she does is complain, nag, whine and bark orders
I could divorce her
I could up & leave
I'm just lazy I guess
I zone out most of the time
I'll escape by writing poems or stories
Other times I'll exercise or go for a walk or bike ride
I always keep myself busy
I'm a perfectionist
Our home is always clean, organized and neat
She knows how well I take care of everything and knows she don't need to lift a finger
The one thing she does is cook
Very good at...
This marriage is getting the best of me
All she does is complain, nag, whine and bark orders
I could divorce her
I could up & leave
I'm just lazy I guess
I zone out most of the time
I'll escape by writing poems or stories
Other times I'll exercise or go for a walk or bike ride
I always keep myself busy
I'm a perfectionist
Our home is always clean, organized and neat
She knows how well I take care of everything and knows she don't need to lift a finger
The one thing she does is cook
Very good at...
#FeelingTrapped
#fiction
#food
#wife
#satirical
147 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Feeling Trapped
