Poems About Life As A Writer Seeking Honest Critique
#LifeAsAWriter
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 3:33pm
8th Feb 2025 3:33pm
Hold My Beer
🍺
I didn't know how to gracefully release
an emotional undercurrent
in a manner that was clear
and concise
without becoming the monster I hate
Until the Poem said, Pssst. . .
Hold my beer.
I didn't know how to gracefully release
an emotional undercurrent
in a manner that was clear
and concise
without becoming the monster I hate
Until the Poem said, Pssst. . .
Hold my beer.
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#minimalist
#WritingPoetry
104 reads
11 Comments
MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 6:39pm
7th Feb 2025 6:39pm
A Poet’s Ever Tweet
A rose, in the hands of God, lays her fate
As seasons cease not shake and shape
Those are Nature creed, obey and not berate
God's wisdom, vain minds couldn't debate.
Pains that affect the heart, we do feel once
As deep they might dig, the pleasure is immense
Time when slow to meet a wish, the ache intense
God's wisdom, vain minds couldn't make sense.
A rhymer lays bare the fine music of verse
Mother nature would fill a heart and wounds nurse
Uphold Beauty and in the wonders of poetry the soul immerse
Wisdom, in a blessed...
As seasons cease not shake and shape
Those are Nature creed, obey and not berate
God's wisdom, vain minds couldn't debate.
Pains that affect the heart, we do feel once
As deep they might dig, the pleasure is immense
Time when slow to meet a wish, the ache intense
God's wisdom, vain minds couldn't make sense.
A rhymer lays bare the fine music of verse
Mother nature would fill a heart and wounds nurse
Uphold Beauty and in the wonders of poetry the soul immerse
Wisdom, in a blessed...
#admiration
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
#wisdom
#WritingPoetry
62 reads
6 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 00:32am
7th Feb 2025 00:32am
My Time
I want to be me again,
To dance in the street, no
shame, no end, Who cares if
anyone's watching?
This is my moment, my joy,
my trend.
I long to hike alone, Just me,
the sky, the earth, the unknown,
The fresh air whispers my name,
As I embrace the peace
I’ve never known.
So close the door, don’t try to follow,
This is my time, my heart's
hollow— Filling now with laughter,
with light, With moments that
make everything right.
I’ll visit Austin, feel the carnival glow,
Let the...
To dance in the street, no
shame, no end, Who cares if
anyone's watching?
This is my moment, my joy,
my trend.
I long to hike alone, Just me,
the sky, the earth, the unknown,
The fresh air whispers my name,
As I embrace the peace
I’ve never known.
So close the door, don’t try to follow,
This is my time, my heart's
hollow— Filling now with laughter,
with light, With moments that
make everything right.
I’ll visit Austin, feel the carnival glow,
Let the...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
#WritingPoetry
61 reads
1 Comment
NP_NP
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 6:31am
5th Feb 2025 6:31am
Insomnia
I toss and turn, restless in the dark, Counting sheep, but none will leave their mark. Midnight comes through halls so quiet, wondering if I locked all the doors, my mind won't be still.
Everyone's asleep, but I remain, A lonely ghost just existing. I lay in bed, thoughts of my plants, Their growth, their leaves—usually my trance.
But tonight, the silence can't ease my mind, Nothing's wrong, no troubles to find. No worries plague my sleepless state, Just an empty stillness.
The dishes are clean, the house in place, Yet I wander, lost in endless space. First to...
Everyone's asleep, but I remain, A lonely ghost just existing. I lay in bed, thoughts of my plants, Their growth, their leaves—usually my trance.
But tonight, the silence can't ease my mind, Nothing's wrong, no troubles to find. No worries plague my sleepless state, Just an empty stillness.
The dishes are clean, the house in place, Yet I wander, lost in endless space. First to...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
41 reads
0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 2:56pm
4th Feb 2025 2:56pm
Poetry SNOBS ...
Ink must flow in lines,
metered, measured, high-minded
else it is not art.
They sneer at free verse,
counting feet like prison bars,
locking out the wild.
Rhyme too clean? Too trite.
Rhyme too loose? Unrefined slop.
Gold melts in their hands.
Ancient names they quote,
wielding rules like brittle swords
paper cuts still sting.
Silence when they read,
hushed as if the gods had penned
what they claim to own.
Yet wind speaks in gusts,
rivers carve new paths through stone ...
metered, measured, high-minded
else it is not art.
They sneer at free verse,
counting feet like prison bars,
locking out the wild.
Rhyme too clean? Too trite.
Rhyme too loose? Unrefined slop.
Gold melts in their hands.
Ancient names they quote,
wielding rules like brittle swords
paper cuts still sting.
Silence when they read,
hushed as if the gods had penned
what they claim to own.
Yet wind speaks in gusts,
rivers carve new paths through stone ...
#LifeAsAWriter
50 reads
4 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:50pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:50pm
My Poetic Knife
Resting restlessly within the dark of its sheath,
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#metaphor
#surreal
#WritingPoetry
73 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 11:18pm
1st Feb 2025 11:18pm
AS I am me a writer
Here I am, as I am me as a writer of unspoken words ✍️ For let's take a few seconds to analyze, what I'm saying about a situation that affects, us all as writers of words ✍️ That being said is why do we judge someone else, by the entity that they use to showcase who they are in real life 🤨 But yet that is far from the truth, of who they really are in real life 🤨 For sometimes we hide behind a mask as a disguise, as we use an entity not to hide, behind a mask as a disguise. 😔 BUT to learn lessons on this subject of life. For sure as writers we...
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
62 reads
0 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 4:46pm
1st Feb 2025 4:46pm
Writing As My Armor
Unsighted eyes these are!
Blind with hallucinations
yet so perceptive of beauty.
I cannot recognize reality,
yet surrealism takes a definite form to me.
I don’t want to live like this forever.
It is not at all what I imagined
when I was very young.
I dreamed of being a soldier.
With an armor of confidence
and a superb IQ and riches.
But I cannot and will not deny reality!
I am mentally ill. I am not without oddities.
All I can do now is wear it as my armor,
or, as my strength in life against...
Blind with hallucinations
yet so perceptive of beauty.
I cannot recognize reality,
yet surrealism takes a definite form to me.
I don’t want to live like this forever.
It is not at all what I imagined
when I was very young.
I dreamed of being a soldier.
With an armor of confidence
and a superb IQ and riches.
But I cannot and will not deny reality!
I am mentally ill. I am not without oddities.
All I can do now is wear it as my armor,
or, as my strength in life against...
#depression
#FeelingLost
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#surreal
61 reads
3 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 1:58am
1st Feb 2025 1:58am
Makes you go hum
🙊🙈🙉 There is always gonna be good versus evil forces, no matter how much you don't care, to stop and look and listen, for even through centuries back in time of biblical beliefs. WE stood as one nation under one GOD OF COMMAND. But yet instead here we are still fighting against the evil forces, for political games that they say that the greatest, thing the devils in human skin has done was to have some of you to believe, that he doesn't really don't exist. 🤔 YET here we are now in 2025, still going through things that are really unnecessary, and for what...
#HumanRights
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#PowerOfWords
#StreamOfConsciousness
43 reads
0 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 11:50pm
28th Jan 2025 11:50pm
Tree's
I don’t know why, but I love the trees
When their leaves have all departed,
Their bare branches, reaching,
Speak more to me than the
green that was once was established.
I’m here to plant a seed,
Though its roots may never take,
The seed must choose to grow or fade,
As the trees choose when to break.
In winter, they surrender,
Only to awaken with the spring,
So many trees out here today
stand without leaves—
How beautiful is their quiet contribution.
NP
When their leaves have all departed,
Their bare branches, reaching,
Speak more to me than the
green that was once was established.
I’m here to plant a seed,
Though its roots may never take,
The seed must choose to grow or fade,
As the trees choose when to break.
In winter, they surrender,
Only to awaken with the spring,
So many trees out here today
stand without leaves—
How beautiful is their quiet contribution.
NP
#dreams
#evolution
#LifeAsAWriter
#nature
#trees
55 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 10:40am
28th Jan 2025 10:40am
Nevertheless Haiku
In your verses deep
I find pieces of myself
Hearts entwined through ink
I find pieces of myself
Hearts entwined through ink
#haiku
#LifeAsAWriter
#mirror
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
63 reads
11 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 3:14pm
27th Jan 2025 3:14pm
Pun blossom
In the garden of words
I plant a pun or two
Cultivating humor
with a laugh that's overdue.
I carrot all about you
you make my heart beet
lettuce turnip the fun
don't squash the upbeat.
You’re a-maize-ing.
A real fungi to be with.
Mushroom for love
in our punny myth.
You're the apple of my pie,
the cherry on top.
Together we’re grapeful,
we’re the cream of the crop.
Even when I feel
melon-choly and blue,
I know I've got a friend
who's truly grape and true.
I plant a pun or two
Cultivating humor
with a laugh that's overdue.
I carrot all about you
you make my heart beet
lettuce turnip the fun
don't squash the upbeat.
You’re a-maize-ing.
A real fungi to be with.
Mushroom for love
in our punny myth.
You're the apple of my pie,
the cherry on top.
Together we’re grapeful,
we’re the cream of the crop.
Even when I feel
melon-choly and blue,
I know I've got a friend
who's truly grape and true.
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
56 reads
6 Comments
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