Poems About Life As A Writer Seeking Friendly Advice
#LifeAsAWriter
AtoMikbomb
Poem Published
27th Jan 2018 8:45pm
27th Jan 2018 8:45pm
Take Off Your Falconer Gloves
..and let your flyer's soul
disengage
Dog-ear corners of our pages;
We'll twine our talons
into these stories
you've fled...
Raptured in your final chapter
Each hair I own
lands it's strand
grandly
onto achings
...to be razored
by your favored
hands
My pixie head
bends beneath
the loss
Oh, friend...
So wind your wings
Sunset Soar-er
'round tangerine
dusking dreams
And flap lyrics
from your feathers ...
disengage
Dog-ear corners of our pages;
We'll twine our talons
into these stories
you've fled...
Raptured in your final chapter
Each hair I own
lands it's strand
grandly
onto achings
...to be razored
by your favored
hands
My pixie head
bends beneath
the loss
Oh, friend...
So wind your wings
Sunset Soar-er
'round tangerine
dusking dreams
And flap lyrics
from your feathers ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#memories
#memorial
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
26th Jan 2018 6:02pm
26th Jan 2018 6:02pm
An Affirmation
One day, he's going to truly be happy;
everything will fall into place;
every attainable goal his heart desired,
will become his with patience if he continues to stay the coarse;
And God knows he isn't perfect,
though his heart is in the right place;
this too will also be acknowledged one day....
everything will fall into place;
every attainable goal his heart desired,
will become his with patience if he continues to stay the coarse;
And God knows he isn't perfect,
though his heart is in the right place;
this too will also be acknowledged one day....
#conflict
#politics
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfDiscovery
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JustOneMan
Poem Published
26th Jan 2018 2:14pm
26th Jan 2018 2:14pm
My 'religion of peace'
I look back into the course of human history
and see hundreds of millions
of people dead,
many more than that suffering,
and many more than that deluded
by this so-called "GOD":
be it the "God of Abraham"
or "Allah".
I look into the present state of humanity
and see hundreds of millions
of people suffering,
many more than that ill,
and many more than that still deluded
by this so-called "GOD":
be it the "God of Abraham"
or "Allah".
I ask what is common through-out all of this?
I see...
and see hundreds of millions
of people dead,
many more than that suffering,
and many more than that deluded
by this so-called "GOD":
be it the "God of Abraham"
or "Allah".
I look into the present state of humanity
and see hundreds of millions
of people suffering,
many more than that ill,
and many more than that still deluded
by this so-called "GOD":
be it the "God of Abraham"
or "Allah".
I ask what is common through-out all of this?
I see...
#happiness
#religion
#God
#Buddhist
#LifeAsAWriter
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eswaller
Poem Published
26th Jan 2018 6:27am
26th Jan 2018 6:27am
Smaller Version of Love
Love presents itself in the smallest
Ways. Like the sun on your face or
When a flower blooms after a bitter
Winter or standing among the tallest
Buildings. When you begin to ignore
And shut out all the hate. That glitter,
Hidden within your eyes. The cracks,
But you step over them like broken
And shattered glass on the sidewalk.
All of the words in disarrayed stacks.
A big heaping mess of those unspoken
Words. When the world that will talk
Some more stays quiet for just that one
Moment and you can hear those things
You have...
Ways. Like the sun on your face or
When a flower blooms after a bitter
Winter or standing among the tallest
Buildings. When you begin to ignore
And shut out all the hate. That glitter,
Hidden within your eyes. The cracks,
But you step over them like broken
And shattered glass on the sidewalk.
All of the words in disarrayed stacks.
A big heaping mess of those unspoken
Words. When the world that will talk
Some more stays quiet for just that one
Moment and you can hear those things
You have...
#LifeAsAWriter
698 reads
3 Comments
Inverted_poet29
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2018 10:49pm
22nd Jan 2018 10:49pm
TWIRLING IN THE WIND
Twirling In The Wind Part 1
My heart beating and waiting.
my soul twirling and spinning around.
My mind twinkling remembering and dreaming.
My thoughts complex, interweaving with reality.
Twirling in the wind.
Autumn,spring, and winter interconnected but not connected.
Looking for nothing and waiting for everything.
The vast beauty of the fathers make, with everything holding steady.
Nothing crumbling but the worlds folly with...
My heart beating and waiting.
my soul twirling and spinning around.
My mind twinkling remembering and dreaming.
My thoughts complex, interweaving with reality.
Twirling in the wind.
Autumn,spring, and winter interconnected but not connected.
Looking for nothing and waiting for everything.
The vast beauty of the fathers make, with everything holding steady.
Nothing crumbling but the worlds folly with...
#LifeAsAWriter
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4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2018 8:57am
22nd Jan 2018 8:57am
the vanished home
The Vanished home
Most seafarers find their way home
others get lost on the way.
One was washed up on the shores of Algarve
and stayed the home he knew was no longer there.
But a memory of log fire and a mother
who read books and rarely looked up to see were
her children had gone.
It is all too late now; the seafarer lives another life.
Most seafarers find their way home
others get lost on the way.
One was washed up on the shores of Algarve
and stayed the home he knew was no longer there.
But a memory of log fire and a mother
who read books and rarely looked up to see were
her children had gone.
It is all too late now; the seafarer lives another life.
#LifeAsAWriter
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1 Comment
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
19th Jan 2018 7:25pm
19th Jan 2018 7:25pm
Banished Words
Hush, do you hear the sound
of my churning mantras
sullen in their mediocre drudgery?
Can you mouth the severances
that spoke a language I created to
breathe on its own?
Will you inhale it to spew it forth
to rebirth the futile creature as
drivel runs on a page baptised
by my tears?
As pages ripped from the
testament of my heart ---
How the roots of my evil
are those words.
Shall I tear and burn
this libel I created, this
life I berated?
Will you hate it too as you ...
of my churning mantras
sullen in their mediocre drudgery?
Can you mouth the severances
that spoke a language I created to
breathe on its own?
Will you inhale it to spew it forth
to rebirth the futile creature as
drivel runs on a page baptised
by my tears?
As pages ripped from the
testament of my heart ---
How the roots of my evil
are those words.
Shall I tear and burn
this libel I created, this
life I berated?
Will you hate it too as you ...
#SylviaPlath
#LifeAsAWriter
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2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
19th Jan 2018 00:53am
19th Jan 2018 00:53am
invisible
Everyone’s watching her
looking for a weak link
in the chain of her reality
And I’ve never seen her more happy
than when the spotlight
shines in her direction
I can’t remember the last time
I spoke to someone whose heart
was untangled
my own tied up in so many knots
it might never come undone
long enough to beat unanxious
And no one’s watching me
looking for a weak link
in the chain of my reality
Cause I don’t rate that high
on the scale of someone
who needs saving ...
looking for a weak link
in the chain of her reality
And I’ve never seen her more happy
than when the spotlight
shines in her direction
I can’t remember the last time
I spoke to someone whose heart
was untangled
my own tied up in so many knots
it might never come undone
long enough to beat unanxious
And no one’s watching me
looking for a weak link
in the chain of my reality
Cause I don’t rate that high
on the scale of someone
who needs saving ...
#conflict
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#addiction
#boredom
738 reads
4 Comments
AtoMikbomb
Poem Published
18th Jan 2018 00:30am
18th Jan 2018 00:30am
M.I.A (Mikaila's Idling Announcement)
My friends
my friends...
Weariness begs it's
end
So I've folded
into the sheets
of real time concrete
Stalling installments
And following...
My feet
***
I'm taking more or less a hiatus. I'm still writing a little when I can, but I'm not pushing myself to produce. It's not so much that I don't have time for one poem a day or so, but the cramming mentality I've subjected myself to is causing stress. I appreciate, love, and continue to be inspired by you all, but my...
my friends...
Weariness begs it's
end
So I've folded
into the sheets
of real time concrete
Stalling installments
And following...
My feet
***
I'm taking more or less a hiatus. I'm still writing a little when I can, but I'm not pushing myself to produce. It's not so much that I don't have time for one poem a day or so, but the cramming mentality I've subjected myself to is causing stress. I appreciate, love, and continue to be inspired by you all, but my...
#LifeAsAWriter
825 reads
22 Comments
kiko_the_poet
Poem Published
17th Jan 2018 8:44pm
17th Jan 2018 8:44pm
What lies ahead
I don't know if I believe in the supernatural
But I do think there's a realm of possibility where anything can happen though
So who knows , maybe a physic could tell what someone's future beholds
But not mine cause free will means I only see it as it unfolds
But I do have control of my direction
So I hope that mistakes I made become lessons
I feel blessed when I change a negative into a positive
Even if I die with nothing, I still had a life that I got to live
So I give thanks to the one who created a man
Even though the things I'm faced with I...
But I do think there's a realm of possibility where anything can happen though
So who knows , maybe a physic could tell what someone's future beholds
But not mine cause free will means I only see it as it unfolds
But I do have control of my direction
So I hope that mistakes I made become lessons
I feel blessed when I change a negative into a positive
Even if I die with nothing, I still had a life that I got to live
So I give thanks to the one who created a man
Even though the things I'm faced with I...
#LifeAsAWriter
669 reads
3 Comments
QuinnARichardson
Poem Published
16th Jan 2018 2:59pm
16th Jan 2018 2:59pm
A Chance From Above
Momma always said that beauty was in the eyes of the beholder
But as the woman looked around she could not help but see
That the stares had only grown colder.
Would she ever find love?
She had always known that she was very different
Any man that came her way would certainly be from above.
Scars that would forever stay with her
Inside and out, she would never be rid
Beauty, was definitely not her lure.
As she walked out of the store
She didn't see the man watching her ...
But as the woman looked around she could not help but see
That the stares had only grown colder.
Would she ever find love?
She had always known that she was very different
Any man that came her way would certainly be from above.
Scars that would forever stay with her
Inside and out, she would never be rid
Beauty, was definitely not her lure.
As she walked out of the store
She didn't see the man watching her ...
#LifeAsAWriter
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7 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
16th Jan 2018 6:34am
16th Jan 2018 6:34am
I Am Coming
I am coming
are you listening?
I am coming soon
first you'll hear me
I'll be whistling
a pretty little tune
beyond the hedge
and down the laneway
will you be prepared?
coming closer
through the gateway
approaching the rear stairs
rap rap rap
on the back door
will you let me in?
will you hug me?
will you kiss me?
once that I'm within
will you show me
where you want me?
will you show me more?
will you love me?
will you let me
show you I...
are you listening?
I am coming soon
first you'll hear me
I'll be whistling
a pretty little tune
beyond the hedge
and down the laneway
will you be prepared?
coming closer
through the gateway
approaching the rear stairs
rap rap rap
on the back door
will you let me in?
will you hug me?
will you kiss me?
once that I'm within
will you show me
where you want me?
will you show me more?
will you love me?
will you let me
show you I...
#music
#lyrics
#LifeAsAWriter #learning
#LifeAsAWriter #learning
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