Long Poems About Life As A Writer
#LifeAsAWriter
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2024 2:24pm
3rd Jul 2024 2:24pm
Elevate To The Gifts Of My Mind Then We Can Talk
Within the firmament of my sacred mist
So many have tied to find that spark, of a wandering free soul, upon the chants of the wind, an ordained divine gift
Bestowed way before the beginning of time
Held up to the sky, unto the Most High, blessed unto Heaven’s chime
No creature of great or small
He who stumbles, must first learn to walk again, then must learn to stand tall
My truth lies in my heart, and offered of its reaping to the mind to decipher, as you come to understand
Not upon land ...
So many have tied to find that spark, of a wandering free soul, upon the chants of the wind, an ordained divine gift
Bestowed way before the beginning of time
Held up to the sky, unto the Most High, blessed unto Heaven’s chime
No creature of great or small
He who stumbles, must first learn to walk again, then must learn to stand tall
My truth lies in my heart, and offered of its reaping to the mind to decipher, as you come to understand
Not upon land ...
#feminism
#humankind
#LifeAsAWriter
#peace
#spiritual
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9 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
19th Jun 2024 1:13pm
19th Jun 2024 1:13pm
MY FREE LINE'S LIFETIME, PRECARIOUS, HIGH WIRE ACT (somewhere unknown in time; Galveston Island, Texas)
skip fact
let go
set free release
all those old archaic
straight line modes
of more self limited
stream of consciousness thoughts
now long ago let go of
released set free
modes and ways of habitual
straight line thinking
into this much better
more highly evolved mode
of free line thoughts and thinking
so break free of
and out from all
self limiting restrictions
of your mind
let it snake and flow
mindfully thoughtfully
thoughtlessly mindlessly
then either way...
let go
set free release
all those old archaic
straight line modes
of more self limited
stream of consciousness thoughts
now long ago let go of
released set free
modes and ways of habitual
straight line thinking
into this much better
more highly evolved mode
of free line thoughts and thinking
so break free of
and out from all
self limiting restrictions
of your mind
let it snake and flow
mindfully thoughtfully
thoughtlessly mindlessly
then either way...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
189 reads
3 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
12th Jun 2024 00:46am
12th Jun 2024 00:46am
deep questions with complicatedly simple answers
Someone asked me once, when I was 25, what I wanted out of life. I said adventure and inner peace. It's been 14 years since that question was posed and I don't have an adventurous life, nor is inner peace is anywhere to be found.
These days going to see a movie feels like an adventure. Hell, even coffee at a cafe with a friend would be good. But everyone is too busy, because we're proper adults now, with careers, or kids and other responsibilities. Friendships feel pretty low down on the list of important priorities, though I would prefer it to be closer to the top.
...
These days going to see a movie feels like an adventure. Hell, even coffee at a cafe with a friend would be good. But everyone is too busy, because we're proper adults now, with careers, or kids and other responsibilities. Friendships feel pretty low down on the list of important priorities, though I would prefer it to be closer to the top.
...
#confessional
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
#philosophical
271 reads
5 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
5th May 2024 6:50am
5th May 2024 6:50am
Letter to a writer part III
It's been a long while since we talked, and for the record I don't forgive you. But I do miss you. And I hate that I miss you.
My life is so fucked up right now, and some days I just wanna call you, so you can make me laugh, and throw me loaded compliments I absolutely don't believe, because if Goddesses are real, I'm not one of them.
I've lost a lot of friends in the last 2 years, not just you. And I honestly can't tell you who I miss more. We were all bound under strange circumstances, and we all ended in fire and silence, like watching a raging inferno with the...
My life is so fucked up right now, and some days I just wanna call you, so you can make me laugh, and throw me loaded compliments I absolutely don't believe, because if Goddesses are real, I'm not one of them.
I've lost a lot of friends in the last 2 years, not just you. And I honestly can't tell you who I miss more. We were all bound under strange circumstances, and we all ended in fire and silence, like watching a raging inferno with the...
#betrayal
#friendship
#LifeAsAWriter #loneliness
#LifeAsAWriter #loneliness
226 reads
6 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
28th Apr 2024 9:11am
28th Apr 2024 9:11am
Writer's Block...
No matter your skill, membership not allowed!
you went to the wrong schools on the wrong day,
you're not recognised by the right in-crowd,
You were born in the year the club disallowed
"No, no, no, there's no way that YOU can pay"
no matter your skill, membership, not allowed!
" You've talent, you say? " Third strike, far too proud!
as you start to gabble, like the cliche, ...
you went to the wrong schools on the wrong day,
you're not recognised by the right in-crowd,
You were born in the year the club disallowed
"No, no, no, there's no way that YOU can pay"
no matter your skill, membership, not allowed!
" You've talent, you say? " Third strike, far too proud!
as you start to gabble, like the cliche, ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#villanelle
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moroccanpoet
Poem Published
18th Apr 2024 1:29pm
18th Apr 2024 1:29pm
Embrace life
Don't ever be reluctant
to let your emotions bloom,
when happiness dances upon your soul,
surrender to its vibrant tune.
Yet when the shadows cast their veil,
embrace them with resilience,
for life's tapestry weaves both light and gloom.
Don't ever be afraid to tread
the path of change and growth,
for transformation's touch may bring
surprising blossoms untold.
With courage as your compass,
navigate uncharted realms,
and witness the miracles that unfold.
Don't ever bear the burden alone,
the weight of the...
to let your emotions bloom,
when happiness dances upon your soul,
surrender to its vibrant tune.
Yet when the shadows cast their veil,
embrace them with resilience,
for life's tapestry weaves both light and gloom.
Don't ever be afraid to tread
the path of change and growth,
for transformation's touch may bring
surprising blossoms untold.
With courage as your compass,
navigate uncharted realms,
and witness the miracles that unfold.
Don't ever bear the burden alone,
the weight of the...
#hope
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
#motivational
#WritingPoetry
234 reads
2 Comments
moroccanpoet
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 9:29am
17th Apr 2024 9:29am
Finds solace
Who is unable to swing wide the door,
Finds solace by the window's perch,
The door to reality, firmly locked,
Encased within the shackles of sadness.
Every attempt to unlock it brings pain,
A searing ache of disappointment and parting,
Thus, I chose to take a leap of faith,
Through the window of letters, I soared. ...
Finds solace by the window's perch,
The door to reality, firmly locked,
Encased within the shackles of sadness.
Every attempt to unlock it brings pain,
A searing ache of disappointment and parting,
Thus, I chose to take a leap of faith,
Through the window of letters, I soared. ...
#sadness
#loneliness
#LifeAsAWriter #PowerOfWords
#LifeAsAWriter #PowerOfWords
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 00:27am
8th Apr 2024 00:27am
JUST ANOTHER FREE FLOW DAWN (7-11-2001; Galveston Island, Texas)
as i open the blinds
on my east facing windows
first light comes
rose peach dawn
silently softly spreads aloft
across high escarpments
of billowing mountainous
cumulus clouds
blue and barely moving
over this gulf s horizon
illuminating the outer edges
of this wondrous godland s
slowly ever morphing lanterned realm
vaporous filaments of pink
and blood orange red
burning skirt of sun s orb rising
up over this new day s vast sparkling gulf
gradually filling morning sky
high above us...
on my east facing windows
first light comes
rose peach dawn
silently softly spreads aloft
across high escarpments
of billowing mountainous
cumulus clouds
blue and barely moving
over this gulf s horizon
illuminating the outer edges
of this wondrous godland s
slowly ever morphing lanterned realm
vaporous filaments of pink
and blood orange red
burning skirt of sun s orb rising
up over this new day s vast sparkling gulf
gradually filling morning sky
high above us...
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#dawn
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 4:33am
24th Feb 2024 4:33am
LONG NIGHT EMPTY DREAMTIME SONGS (5-28-2001, 4:00am; Galveston Island Texas)
drifting
detached
adrift afloat again
neither awake nor sleeping
waiting through this
long night empty
for deeper restful sleep
to come
yet beyond behind
this late night s buzzing silence
still echoing through my head
some distant siren
faintly stirs
somewhere out there in the darkness
near night s whispering
ghostly brink
deep within beyond
my present hypnogogic state s
stuck in neutral
empty nothing
when suddenly
some remote inner beacon s
pin point spark...
detached
adrift afloat again
neither awake nor sleeping
waiting through this
long night empty
for deeper restful sleep
to come
yet beyond behind
this late night s buzzing silence
still echoing through my head
some distant siren
faintly stirs
somewhere out there in the darkness
near night s whispering
ghostly brink
deep within beyond
my present hypnogogic state s
stuck in neutral
empty nothing
when suddenly
some remote inner beacon s
pin point spark...
#night
#LifeAsAWriter
#insomnia
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
15th Feb 2024 00:35am
15th Feb 2024 00:35am
SOME WORDS (7-8-2010, Palm Springs, California)
some words dewdrops
some words stone
some words blood
tears sweat
and bone
some words open
some words close
some words moonlight
some words sun
some words drizzle
drought or flood
some words body
some words mind
some words spirit
soul heart or tongue
some words spoken
some words thought ...
some words stone
some words blood
tears sweat
and bone
some words open
some words close
some words moonlight
some words sun
some words drizzle
drought or flood
some words body
some words mind
some words spirit
soul heart or tongue
some words spoken
some words thought ...
#mirror
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#SelfReflection
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2024 3:32pm
22nd Jan 2024 3:32pm
WHAT THE f**k!! (Sex With Me Is So Amazing)
Sex with me is so amazing
Hey, I’m just Paraphrasing
However, I was listening to the artist, Rihanna singing this song
As the song kept plugging along
Not meaning to come on too strong
With respect do not get me wrong
I’ve often wondered, is sex of the body more powerful than sex of the mind
And no, I do not have a feminist ax to grind
I will choose my words on this topic and remain kind
Well, at best that I can
From...
Hey, I’m just Paraphrasing
However, I was listening to the artist, Rihanna singing this song
As the song kept plugging along
Not meaning to come on too strong
With respect do not get me wrong
I’ve often wondered, is sex of the body more powerful than sex of the mind
And no, I do not have a feminist ax to grind
I will choose my words on this topic and remain kind
Well, at best that I can
From...
#LifeAsAWriter
#deception
1185 reads
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
19th Jan 2024 00:37am
19th Jan 2024 00:37am
OF DUSTED DREAMS UNDONE (4-24-2022, 21:30am, Palm Springs, California)
on waking every morning
i like to pause
and linger
to softly listen
and sense
to inwardly reflect upon
whatever dreams
may have come along
from dusk to dawn
in the night
as well as other
dreams
that may have slipped
away
in sleep s now lapsed
long gone
vacuous void s
deep subconscious mystery
unseen unknown to me
oft hid between behind
each fallen floating mote
of dusted dreams undone
forgotten lost beyond
the slippery conscious grasp
of each...
i like to pause
and linger
to softly listen
and sense
to inwardly reflect upon
whatever dreams
may have come along
from dusk to dawn
in the night
as well as other
dreams
that may have slipped
away
in sleep s now lapsed
long gone
vacuous void s
deep subconscious mystery
unseen unknown to me
oft hid between behind
each fallen floating mote
of dusted dreams undone
forgotten lost beyond
the slippery conscious grasp
of each...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#reading
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