Poetry about Life as a Writer
#LifeAsAWriter
What does writing and poetry mean to you? Here you'll find poems about life as a writer, explaining how writing influences the authors' lives and how it can help people face their demons.
Hunterapsych
Poem Published
Today 9:06pm
Today 9:06pm
The storm
I just came back today
I just came back from the storm."
I came to
and made it through.
I sense and am eager for
a new era to take place..
no more struggling through any storm
we've already been warned
many times before
and faced so much
fear and frustration.
Acknowledging the alienation
fully aware of the angst and
all the other shit we may be
going through.
Now we're making better choices
Using our voices to say
what we feel and
what's real to us
or what may be killing us
it's all out...
I just came back from the storm."
I came to
and made it through.
I sense and am eager for
a new era to take place..
no more struggling through any storm
we've already been warned
many times before
and faced so much
fear and frustration.
Acknowledging the alienation
fully aware of the angst and
all the other shit we may be
going through.
Now we're making better choices
Using our voices to say
what we feel and
what's real to us
or what may be killing us
it's all out...
#LifeAsAWriter
#humankind
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
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LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:45am
Yesterday 6:45am
Play
Gabbing through memes / Stacking cream / Backwards lean / Laughter from the unseen / I keep having that dream of running naked with you, furry, clawed, on all fours / Animal stream, mated at core / Torrid daze / So that's never orate / Relegate it back to that space / Coded language spray / Loaded and thrown away / Flow for days / Spit and play habitue / Dues overpaid / Burlesque wake / Jestful sway / From the start it stays / Particles and waves / Overflowing with play
#sex
#fire
#LifeAsAWriter #werewolves
#LifeAsAWriter #werewolves
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Olivia-H
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:14am
Yesterday 3:14am
Vocal
Don’t share your visiting cards.
That, I have nothing to do with.
Breaking the silence, speak to me of your journey,
and your destination. Speak to me of your dreams,
and efforts. Speak to me about how far you have
been, and the hurdles to move ahead. Speak to me
about the blessings, and the prayers. Speak to me
about sunrise, music and coffee. Speak to me about
yourself, and nobody else. Speak to me about your
being, who you are, and who you are not.
When I will look into your eyes, speak to me
something, that you never spoke...
That, I have nothing to do with.
Breaking the silence, speak to me of your journey,
and your destination. Speak to me of your dreams,
and efforts. Speak to me about how far you have
been, and the hurdles to move ahead. Speak to me
about the blessings, and the prayers. Speak to me
about sunrise, music and coffee. Speak to me about
yourself, and nobody else. Speak to me about your
being, who you are, and who you are not.
When I will look into your eyes, speak to me
something, that you never spoke...
#loneliness
#motivational
#LifeAsAWriter #TruthOfLife
#LifeAsAWriter #TruthOfLife
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Hunterapsych
Poem Published
17th Oct 2019 11:14pm
17th Oct 2019 11:14pm
Place of peace
Still searching for that place of peace
in my mind.
Hard to find sometimes
but when I'm there
I hold on for as long as possible
and I know it'll always be there
I just have to
"Be here, now"
And I'll see how
it's up to me
whether or not I wanna be
at ease
despite
any situation sprung on me suddenly,
the emotions can't stay controlling
bringing complete confusion
mostly cause of me refusing the reality of what it means to be
and feel free.
in my mind.
Hard to find sometimes
but when I'm there
I hold on for as long as possible
and I know it'll always be there
I just have to
"Be here, now"
And I'll see how
it's up to me
whether or not I wanna be
at ease
despite
any situation sprung on me suddenly,
the emotions can't stay controlling
bringing complete confusion
mostly cause of me refusing the reality of what it means to be
and feel free.
#LifeStruggles
#peace
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfReflection
#healing
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greyblueyellow
Poem Published
17th Oct 2019 3:01pm
17th Oct 2019 3:01pm
I am interested.
I am interested
in something
something at least
that something is me
I am fascinating
I fascinate myself
sometimes
I experience discomfort
I am inconvenienced
to an extent
by difficulties
and problems
these things
preoccupy me
and employ and hold my attentive faculty
in sustained labours
purposed with
determining actions and solutions
for example
one great thing
I like to undertake
is the production
of urgent reports
Poems
detailing
the unique
character and...
in something
something at least
that something is me
I am fascinating
I fascinate myself
sometimes
I experience discomfort
I am inconvenienced
to an extent
by difficulties
and problems
these things
preoccupy me
and employ and hold my attentive faculty
in sustained labours
purposed with
determining actions and solutions
for example
one great thing
I like to undertake
is the production
of urgent reports
Poems
detailing
the unique
character and...
#LifeAsAWriter
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Taurek
Poem Published
17th Oct 2019 4:08am
17th Oct 2019 4:08am
Living Proof
Thinking you could make
This right because you
Thought you had a
Few insights
Cheating husbands and
Wives
The first time is the
Best time and that’s
All that can be
Said about
That
You get vague when
You’re a writer and
Nothing’s really
Happening
Gangsters on the
Thames
And there’s a
Graveyard for all
My failures out on
A plantation in
Southern Mississippi
Deranged psychopaths lurking
In every dark corner of
Every city in North ...
This right because you
Thought you had a
Few insights
Cheating husbands and
Wives
The first time is the
Best time and that’s
All that can be
Said about
That
You get vague when
You’re a writer and
Nothing’s really
Happening
Gangsters on the
Thames
And there’s a
Graveyard for all
My failures out on
A plantation in
Southern Mississippi
Deranged psychopaths lurking
In every dark corner of
Every city in North ...
#relationships
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#graveyard
#morality
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2 Comments
Darrow
Poem Published
16th Oct 2019 11:02pm
16th Oct 2019 11:02pm
Paradise
You ever walk outside in autumn, the day after it rains, and the smell of petrichor taints the leaves. The scent of autumn as the new harsh wind brushes across your skin. You’re walking down the street without your glasses so everything looks blurry, but you don’t care because the world looks beautiful here. In this state where a golden haze sets the scene, and you look around and see the trees, whose names you have no idea of, gazing upon their brilliant leaves of orange and yellow, in complete wonder. Where you are nowhere else except here, walking, breathing, thinking. Your consciousness...
#universe
#LifeAsAWriter
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1 Comment
Hunterapsych
Poem Published
14th Oct 2019 1:28am
14th Oct 2019 1:28am
Passion
passion puts you into
a timeless dimension
of now"
Be an originator
not an imitator,
an innovator
not a simulator.
Search for your own specialty
and submerge yourself in that shit
don't quit
just give in to your own glory
and guide yourself,
grow and don't divide yourself
from the divinity developed in your DNA
since day 1,
you have the power within
to provide yourself
with a pleasant experience,
don't destroy yourself.
a timeless dimension
of now"
Be an originator
not an imitator,
an innovator
not a simulator.
Search for your own specialty
and submerge yourself in that shit
don't quit
just give in to your own glory
and guide yourself,
grow and don't divide yourself
from the divinity developed in your DNA
since day 1,
you have the power within
to provide yourself
with a pleasant experience,
don't destroy yourself.
#LifeAsAWriter
#humankind
#SelfReflection #passion
#SelfReflection #passion
36 reads
10 Comments
LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
13th Oct 2019 10:49pm
13th Oct 2019 10:49pm
Writer's block
Don’t accept writer’s block. There’s always more to talk about, even if it doesn’t feel important to you. That’s ego speaking, trying to judge what’s arising as being not as sacred or valuable in that moment. Every moment passes and most of our existence we’re silent, we’re compost, we’re Earth. For less than 1% of our time on this planet do we exist as conscious life forms. All thoughts are unique in that they form the stitching of our life-quilts. To judge the lines on the map is as foolish as arguing with the weather. The lines represent the landscape. The map is not the territory....
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Hunterapsych
Poem Published
13th Oct 2019 7:31pm
13th Oct 2019 7:31pm
Somewhat sane
Trying to cease from
increasing chaos within myself
along with everyone else.
It's complicated and a daily endeavor
which sometimes gets the best of me
truthfully but I'm trying to
change and rearrange the way
I choose to use my mind
and what I find is that
it's not so easy
but I do believe it's necessary and completely crucial if you wish
to remain somewhat sane
you must not complain though,
you must contain control
to the best of your ability.
increasing chaos within myself
along with everyone else.
It's complicated and a daily endeavor
which sometimes gets the best of me
truthfully but I'm trying to
change and rearrange the way
I choose to use my mind
and what I find is that
it's not so easy
but I do believe it's necessary and completely crucial if you wish
to remain somewhat sane
you must not complain though,
you must contain control
to the best of your ability.
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
40 reads
6 Comments
sunsettown
Poem Published
12th Oct 2019 3:20pm
12th Oct 2019 3:20pm
in the nothingness of her shadow
when everything ceases to exist,
i confess, i'll surrender to nothingness
in her rustic sophistication entwined
around my rough edges
with proverbial radiance upon her lips
i can see now why she stirs
ceremonially she laces her words in purified ink
a sediment spelling mysteries
in perpetual resonance across all universes
i have hopes of a day when i shall relive this moment
in her presence as her quill reverberates
this artist of literature
symbolises everything in the nothingness of us…
i confess, i'll surrender to nothingness
in her rustic sophistication entwined
around my rough edges
with proverbial radiance upon her lips
i can see now why she stirs
ceremonially she laces her words in purified ink
a sediment spelling mysteries
in perpetual resonance across all universes
i have hopes of a day when i shall relive this moment
in her presence as her quill reverberates
this artist of literature
symbolises everything in the nothingness of us…
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
80 reads
11 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
12th Oct 2019 2:41am
12th Oct 2019 2:41am
The Deep (Deeper And Furthur)
Be not the slave of your own past - plunge into the sublime seas,
dive deep, and swim far, so you shall come back with new self-
respect, with new power, and with an advanced experience that
shall explain and overlook the old.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson
Don't fear the deep;
it is what you fear that
will ultimately free you.
It might be full of sharks,
but you learn to avoid them.
It might be dark, but in this
your vision will improve. ...
dive deep, and swim far, so you shall come back with new self-
respect, with new power, and with an advanced experience that
shall explain and overlook the old.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson
Don't fear the deep;
it is what you fear that
will ultimately free you.
It might be full of sharks,
but you learn to avoid them.
It might be dark, but in this
your vision will improve. ...
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#RalphWaldoEmerson
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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6 Comments
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