Poems About Life As A Writer Seeking Honest Critique
#LifeAsAWriter
faithmairee
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 10:51pm
7th Apr 2024 10:51pm
Poetic License
Where would we be
Without the freedom
Gifted by poetic License
Somewhere you'd never
Find the likes of me
I pay homage to
The kings and queens
Who taught us what jubilation
This practice would be
When it comes to
The writing of poetry
Without the freedom
Gifted by poetic License
Somewhere you'd never
Find the likes of me
I pay homage to
The kings and queens
Who taught us what jubilation
This practice would be
When it comes to
The writing of poetry
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
62 reads
8 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 1:28am
7th Apr 2024 1:28am
I refuse to be overwhelmed
you think light verse is
shallow, but I like to paddle amongst
the rock pools of my mind before
the tide comes in ..
shallow, but I like to paddle amongst
the rock pools of my mind before
the tide comes in ..
#LifeAsAWriter
57 reads
4 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 4:19pm
2nd Apr 2024 4:19pm
No Redemption
A lot of poets spend time and ink saying they're not poets
Well that's not me
2000 poems later I'm something
Redemption is a bear
I think about repentance
Then pour another drink
Flagrant foul, 2 shots and the ball
Well that's not me
2000 poems later I'm something
Redemption is a bear
I think about repentance
Then pour another drink
Flagrant foul, 2 shots and the ball
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#redemption #StreamOfConsciousness
#redemption #StreamOfConsciousness
133 reads
43 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 5:54am
30th Mar 2024 5:54am
Mortal Player
I'm a very decent poet and I humbly know it
But far from becoming a lauded laureate
Yet, this shit here helps me to survive & thrive
Pride & creativity are what keep me alive
I tend to nose dive at times then I reascend
A Kamakazi poet won't be how I meet my end
I bend but won't break from the stakes of life's blows
Bobbing & weaving while staying up on my toes
No one truly knows what tomorrow holds in store
Could easily be knocking on Heaven's Trilock door
Will GOD ignore my knocks like he did my pleading prayer...
But far from becoming a lauded laureate
Yet, this shit here helps me to survive & thrive
Pride & creativity are what keep me alive
I tend to nose dive at times then I reascend
A Kamakazi poet won't be how I meet my end
I bend but won't break from the stakes of life's blows
Bobbing & weaving while staying up on my toes
No one truly knows what tomorrow holds in store
Could easily be knocking on Heaven's Trilock door
Will GOD ignore my knocks like he did my pleading prayer...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
65 reads
3 Comments
kingston3
Poem Published
27th Mar 2024 12:59pm
27th Mar 2024 12:59pm
Would you love me if I wasnt a poet
#LifeAsAWriter
29 reads
2 Comments
_feral
Poem Published
27th Mar 2024 9:23am
27th Mar 2024 9:23am
Poetry is the kind of friend
tapping me on
my shoulders
convincing me
that I matter,
looks straight
into my eyes
saying you
will outlive
this storm.
my shoulders
convincing me
that I matter,
looks straight
into my eyes
saying you
will outlive
this storm.
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#minimalist
151 reads
5 Comments
kingston3
Poem Published
26th Mar 2024 3:13pm
26th Mar 2024 3:13pm
Tick tock tick tock
Tick tock.... Tick tock
Life is counting down on an endless clock
Tick tock.... Tick tock
What if I controlled this clock
Would I stop feeling pain
Would my world stop be being filled with rain
Would my world finally be good
Just like it should
Tick tock.... tick tock
I feel like a broken rock
Tick tock.... Tick tock
I wish my life wasn't controlled by a clock
Would my life finally be good
I am so...
Life is counting down on an endless clock
Tick tock.... Tick tock
What if I controlled this clock
Would I stop feeling pain
Would my world stop be being filled with rain
Would my world finally be good
Just like it should
Tick tock.... tick tock
I feel like a broken rock
Tick tock.... Tick tock
I wish my life wasn't controlled by a clock
Would my life finally be good
I am so...
#dreams
#LifeAsAWriter
59 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
24th Mar 2024 12:02pm
24th Mar 2024 12:02pm
Possibly, Maybe
I may kill my wife
she causes me pain & strife
tells me I can't write
she causes me pain & strife
tells me I can't write
#haiku
#LifeAsAWriter
#nonfiction #rhyming
#nonfiction #rhyming
52 reads
11 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2024 6:26pm
23rd Mar 2024 6:26pm
Truth as a writer
Simple words will never cover
all the things i want to state
but may make some faint impression
with the facts i now relate
all the things i want to state
but may make some faint impression
with the facts i now relate
#LifeAsAWriter
#honesty
#WritingPoetry
76 reads
14 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 5:02pm
22nd Mar 2024 5:02pm
The Magic Of Words
It's an undeniable truth
That words can
have a magical feel
Words are what
makes something real
I once had no voice but
It wasn't by choice
I held everything closely inside
Then I discovered there
was freedom in writing
God bless the poets
and those
who write songs
They know the meaning
of true wonderment
That words can
have a magical feel
Words are what
makes something real
I once had no voice but
It wasn't by choice
I held everything closely inside
Then I discovered there
was freedom in writing
God bless the poets
and those
who write songs
They know the meaning
of true wonderment
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
99 reads
19 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
21st Mar 2024 3:27pm
21st Mar 2024 3:27pm
Callie's Journals and Her Husband's Trust
March 21, 2024
This morning I’m holding Callie's journal, given to me by her grieving husband. I feel the weight of her absence as I begin to read her words. Memories of her vibrant life flood my mind. Callie lived fiercely (some would say wildly) embracing love in its many forms. Yet, in her faithful union with her husband of six years, she found solace and completeness.
As I sift through the pages, I'm struck by the intimacy and honesty of her thoughts. It’s a testament to her trust in me that he's passed this treasure into my hands. All her life passions, most...
This morning I’m holding Callie's journal, given to me by her grieving husband. I feel the weight of her absence as I begin to read her words. Memories of her vibrant life flood my mind. Callie lived fiercely (some would say wildly) embracing love in its many forms. Yet, in her faithful union with her husband of six years, she found solace and completeness.
As I sift through the pages, I'm struck by the intimacy and honesty of her thoughts. It’s a testament to her trust in me that he's passed this treasure into my hands. All her life passions, most...
#death
#LifeAsAWriter
#memories
90 reads
1 Comment
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
21st Mar 2024 00:33am
21st Mar 2024 00:33am
raison d’etre
only reason for living
is the fear of not existing
and of everything you’d be missing
if you didn’t
is the fear of not existing
and of everything you’d be missing
if you didn’t
#LifeAsAWriter
55 reads
0 Comments
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