Life Cycle Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#LifeCycle
BSavvy
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 2:17pm
8th Apr 2025 2:17pm
Cocoon of Strength, Wings of Longing
In a world so cold, I retreat, I hide,
Wrapped in silk, where my wounds confide.
A cocoon of silence, a space to mend,
To grow, to heal, to transcend.
Elusive—I vanish before you see,
The real me, the depths of my history.
The hurt, the scars, the past abused,
A child left bare, unshielded, bruised.
No guardian stood, no arms held tight,
No whispered words to say "You're alright."
So I vowed, with the fire inside my chest,
"When I grow, I’ll protect me best."
Wished upon stars for a knight to...
Wrapped in silk, where my wounds confide.
A cocoon of silence, a space to mend,
To grow, to heal, to transcend.
Elusive—I vanish before you see,
The real me, the depths of my history.
The hurt, the scars, the past abused,
A child left bare, unshielded, bruised.
No guardian stood, no arms held tight,
No whispered words to say "You're alright."
So I vowed, with the fire inside my chest,
"When I grow, I’ll protect me best."
Wished upon stars for a knight to...
#betrayal
#emotional
#LifeCycle #support
#LifeCycle #support
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Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 11:53am
30th Mar 2025 11:53am
i thought i had MORE TIME
654 recommendations
(currently allowed a maximum of 1576)
apologize to You, CREATIVES, who i allowed
real life shit to keep me from PRAISING You
no matter if Your ink Bled
Sad
Happy
kind of Sad
kind of Happy
Grief
mental illness
elation
on the edge of suicide (been there more than average perps)
PTSD (more than most who served during supposedly peace times)
Hope...........
(currently allowed a maximum of 1576)
apologize to You, CREATIVES, who i allowed
real life shit to keep me from PRAISING You
no matter if Your ink Bled
Sad
Happy
kind of Sad
kind of Happy
Grief
mental illness
elation
on the edge of suicide (been there more than average perps)
PTSD (more than most who served during supposedly peace times)
Hope...........
#LifeCycle
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COOPCAT
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 9:29pm
19th Mar 2025 9:29pm
SLEEPY SILENCE
Tame the daylight
A sleepy silence
The gentle half-open wait
He continues to yearn for a destiny
Glide its faint waves
Between woven sighs
Melancholy finds a nest
In the calm that he does not name
A sleepy silence
The gentle half-open wait
He continues to yearn for a destiny
Glide its faint waves
Between woven sighs
Melancholy finds a nest
In the calm that he does not name
#LifeCycle
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
14th Mar 2025 9:31pm
14th Mar 2025 9:31pm
Mabon (and tinned apples)
The website told me to
"Get out in the garden"
but it might have to be
someone else's garden
because I don't have one
(unless you count weeds)
but I'm pretty sure harvesting
the last of someone else's
summer crops is illegal
so I won't be doing that
this year
Though if Mabon comes around
and I happen to be in an apocalypse
the Gods and I might need to have words
because I'm not prepared
and I'm sure crop theft
is absolutely acceptable
under those circumstances
just not...
"Get out in the garden"
but it might have to be
someone else's garden
because I don't have one
(unless you count weeds)
but I'm pretty sure harvesting
the last of someone else's
summer crops is illegal
so I won't be doing that
this year
Though if Mabon comes around
and I happen to be in an apocalypse
the Gods and I might need to have words
because I'm not prepared
and I'm sure crop theft
is absolutely acceptable
under those circumstances
just not...
#LifeCycle
#satirical
#spiritual
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6 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 1:53am
13th Mar 2025 1:53am
Tip Toes
Life as a rioter
Or a rioting writer
Troth
Or truth
Same bullshit
Different vowels
People
Are people
I suppose
From the ends of their tips
To the end of their toes
Whether
They tell the truth
Nobody knows
by Jemia
Or a rioting writer
Troth
Or truth
Same bullshit
Different vowels
People
Are people
I suppose
From the ends of their tips
To the end of their toes
Whether
They tell the truth
Nobody knows
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#philosophical #satirical
#philosophical #satirical
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 2:10pm
11th Mar 2025 2:10pm
The End is Near
Let's Read, Dear Friend—The End Is Near
Savour the flavour of these moments as sand spins through lost time
Oh can it be, oh dear poets the end is near,
the walls of our sanctuary crumble,
our words like echoes in an empty hall.
Like birds without a perch, we scatter,
like fish without water, gasping,
adrift in the deserts of lost verses.
Who will find the lost as they scatter?
Where will the blossoms new take root?
Poetry drifts, seeking soil, seeking sky, seeking eternal existences
Strange...
Savour the flavour of these moments as sand spins through lost time
Oh can it be, oh dear poets the end is near,
the walls of our sanctuary crumble,
our words like echoes in an empty hall.
Like birds without a perch, we scatter,
like fish without water, gasping,
adrift in the deserts of lost verses.
Who will find the lost as they scatter?
Where will the blossoms new take root?
Poetry drifts, seeking soil, seeking sky, seeking eternal existences
Strange...
#death
#LifeCycle
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1 Comment
COOPCAT
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 11:01am
2nd Mar 2025 11:01am
A jewel
No need to look too far ahead
The future dances in the blur
Every dawn offers a witness
A pure moment, a sweet moment
Don't run after tomorrow
It is only an uncertain dream
The present is a jewel
A fragile and beautiful shine
Breathe, love, laugh, feel
Because everything is happening in this moment
The future dances in the blur
Every dawn offers a witness
A pure moment, a sweet moment
Don't run after tomorrow
It is only an uncertain dream
The present is a jewel
A fragile and beautiful shine
Breathe, love, laugh, feel
Because everything is happening in this moment
#LifeCycle
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 9:04pm
13th Feb 2025 9:04pm
kite strings
Some days
I feel like a runaway kite
caught in the branches of a tree
the wind wants to take me
but this world wants to tether me
I've been smashing into trees
ever since I was small enough
to learn how to climb
how to face the fear
and jump
how to brace
for the inevitable fall
I still carry the splinters
between my thighs
across my arms
down my ribs
I like way the memories hurt
because they remind me
I've always been chasing freedom ...
I feel like a runaway kite
caught in the branches of a tree
the wind wants to take me
but this world wants to tether me
I've been smashing into trees
ever since I was small enough
to learn how to climb
how to face the fear
and jump
how to brace
for the inevitable fall
I still carry the splinters
between my thighs
across my arms
down my ribs
I like way the memories hurt
because they remind me
I've always been chasing freedom ...
#childhood
#LifeCycle
#LifeStruggles
123 reads
6 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 00:29am
7th Feb 2025 00:29am
FLOOD GATE.
SOMETIMES THE SADNESS IS LIKE A
FLOOD GATE . ONCE IT IS OPEN
EVERYTHING IS DECIMATED WITH THIS ACHE .
IT IS A TIDAL WAVE RUSHING IN TO FILL
UP THE CRACKS AND YOU ARE SOAKED.
YOU ARE COLD TOO AND YOU SHAKE .
THAT IS WHAT GRIEF CAN DO IT TAKES
YOU BY SURPRISE AND WITH A
FEROCITY THAT BITES THROUGH
BONES AND EVERY SINEW OF YOU
AND YOU WAIT QUIETLY FOR YOUR
INSIDES NOT TO BREAK .
AND YOU BITE DOWN HARD ON YOUR LIP TO STIFLE THE CRY OF FEELINGS YOU DON'T LIKE • YOU PRAY FOR A MIRACLE THAT YOU ARE IN CHARGE OF EVERY...
FLOOD GATE . ONCE IT IS OPEN
EVERYTHING IS DECIMATED WITH THIS ACHE .
IT IS A TIDAL WAVE RUSHING IN TO FILL
UP THE CRACKS AND YOU ARE SOAKED.
YOU ARE COLD TOO AND YOU SHAKE .
THAT IS WHAT GRIEF CAN DO IT TAKES
YOU BY SURPRISE AND WITH A
FEROCITY THAT BITES THROUGH
BONES AND EVERY SINEW OF YOU
AND YOU WAIT QUIETLY FOR YOUR
INSIDES NOT TO BREAK .
AND YOU BITE DOWN HARD ON YOUR LIP TO STIFLE THE CRY OF FEELINGS YOU DON'T LIKE • YOU PRAY FOR A MIRACLE THAT YOU ARE IN CHARGE OF EVERY...
#death
#grief
#LifeCycle
#loneliness
#nostalgia
96 reads
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missjem56
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 10:43pm
3rd Feb 2025 10:43pm
A Bit Player In A Wayward Dream
I sometimes wonder
Whether
I'm just a figment
Of someone else's imagination
A non-existence
A bit player, in a wayward dream
I'm only real
Because the dramer perceives me as real
Therefore, i'm left questioning my own existence
Living within another surreality
Perhaps i'm a fairy
That believes in humans
But sees them as alien creatures
My ethereal escape
With wings
To float on the breezes
Thus avoiding the tempestuous storms
That lurk within the teacups of doubt
Of the nightmarish...
Whether
I'm just a figment
Of someone else's imagination
A non-existence
A bit player, in a wayward dream
I'm only real
Because the dramer perceives me as real
Therefore, i'm left questioning my own existence
Living within another surreality
Perhaps i'm a fairy
That believes in humans
But sees them as alien creatures
My ethereal escape
With wings
To float on the breezes
Thus avoiding the tempestuous storms
That lurk within the teacups of doubt
Of the nightmarish...
#dreams
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle #philosophical
#LifeCycle #philosophical
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missjem56
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 11:56pm
2nd Feb 2025 11:56pm
X Axed
Ironic
That the letter X
As the first letter
Is hardly x-rated
It's use now
Seems a little dated
Xanadu, and xylophone
No longer alone
Could easily begin with an S
And x-ray, and x-rated
Soon to be ex-rated
Without excess
Now the ex x
by Jemia
That the letter X
As the first letter
Is hardly x-rated
It's use now
Seems a little dated
Xanadu, and xylophone
No longer alone
Could easily begin with an S
And x-ray, and x-rated
Soon to be ex-rated
Without excess
Now the ex x
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#philosophical #PowerOfWords
#philosophical #PowerOfWords
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missjem56
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 8:58pm
30th Jan 2025 8:58pm
Abide Within My Abode
at a whim, well seemingly so
i decided to maybe tidy up
my abandoned ramshackle abode
ive inherited a rug, hence this ode
(i'm making it up as i type!)
I placed it over the dull carpet
A sullen hue of magnolia
Of various shades of greeny ectoplasm
And anything that rhymes with magnolia?
(quickly googles magnolia!)
And ended up in Mongolia
At this point
I have obviously lot the plot
Inspired perhaps
By a little mead
Just a few goblets, not a lot!
(I would say that!)
As i quietly lose the plot (repetition! ...
i decided to maybe tidy up
my abandoned ramshackle abode
ive inherited a rug, hence this ode
(i'm making it up as i type!)
I placed it over the dull carpet
A sullen hue of magnolia
Of various shades of greeny ectoplasm
And anything that rhymes with magnolia?
(quickly googles magnolia!)
And ended up in Mongolia
At this point
I have obviously lot the plot
Inspired perhaps
By a little mead
Just a few goblets, not a lot!
(I would say that!)
As i quietly lose the plot (repetition! ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
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