Life Cycle Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#LifeCycle
neves
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 9:14am
18th Jan 2025 9:14am
Now, about those highways
I like to remember things my own way. How I remembered them, not necessarily the way they happened. —David Lynch, Lost Highway
We all have them don't we?
Most of us see them
as routes to destinations,
lines guiding us to private
paradises and cramming in
what we can on a long drive.
This is where i'm home
headlights and yellow lines,
polaroids hanging off old
monuments, memories
tacked on the trunks of
tall trees, oral stories
half finished dripping
off somebody's lips.
...
We all have them don't we?
Most of us see them
as routes to destinations,
lines guiding us to private
paradises and cramming in
what we can on a long drive.
This is where i'm home
headlights and yellow lines,
polaroids hanging off old
monuments, memories
tacked on the trunks of
tall trees, oral stories
half finished dripping
off somebody's lips.
...
#LifeCycle
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 3:07pm
17th Jan 2025 3:07pm
Death of a Big Fish
for David Lynch
The strangeness inherent in you
was not disturbing, in the end,
not in a sense that prophesied flames, at least,
but opened up a strange vista,
one terrifying in Radcliffe’s vision
of what defines terror:
expanding your soul, not annihilating.
A woman in trouble. Wrapped in plastic.
Bipedal bunny rabbits in human clothes.
Dennis Hopper huffing gas.
Laura Dern with weird stretched-out smile.
Or LAX in brightest day.
The sentimental turned
to sinister. Black Lodge. Dwarf.
These painterly...
The strangeness inherent in you
was not disturbing, in the end,
not in a sense that prophesied flames, at least,
but opened up a strange vista,
one terrifying in Radcliffe’s vision
of what defines terror:
expanding your soul, not annihilating.
A woman in trouble. Wrapped in plastic.
Bipedal bunny rabbits in human clothes.
Dennis Hopper huffing gas.
Laura Dern with weird stretched-out smile.
Or LAX in brightest day.
The sentimental turned
to sinister. Black Lodge. Dwarf.
These painterly...
#admiration
#art
#LifeCycle #PopCulture
#LifeCycle #PopCulture
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2 Comments
TimWombles
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 9:10am
17th Jan 2025 9:10am
The Ticking Clock
As I grow older, time passes by
Seems like day after day
I lose another friend I've known
Everyone passes away
But I'm still hanging on
Sometimes I have to ask why?
I can't describe the pain
Or the emptiness I feel inside
Time isn't kind to anyone
So it seems to me
We're all forgotten in the end
Lost to posterity
Whether we rot in the ground
Or go ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Even the strongest metals
Decay and turn to rust
~Chorus~
Where do we go when we pass
There's only one...
Seems like day after day
I lose another friend I've known
Everyone passes away
But I'm still hanging on
Sometimes I have to ask why?
I can't describe the pain
Or the emptiness I feel inside
Time isn't kind to anyone
So it seems to me
We're all forgotten in the end
Lost to posterity
Whether we rot in the ground
Or go ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Even the strongest metals
Decay and turn to rust
~Chorus~
Where do we go when we pass
There's only one...
#death
#LifeCycle
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asbr808
Anthony R
Anthony R
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 10:10pm
16th Jan 2025 10:10pm
Anyone Can Cook
Riddle me this, that, the other thing
Fortune cookies reveal a sliver
Of paper money worth an ideal
An idea
Of a whisper
You say this, that, the other thing
It’s hard to follow
A ghostly waiter
suivez-moi maintenant
Training you on a new chemical process
An hour to cook, sit, rest, consume
Interned at the holy grounds of black pepper
I mark the gravesite
With my mother’s recipe
Just the way she used to make it
Fortune cookies reveal a sliver
Of paper money worth an ideal
An idea
Of a whisper
You say this, that, the other thing
It’s hard to follow
A ghostly waiter
suivez-moi maintenant
Training you on a new chemical process
An hour to cook, sit, rest, consume
Interned at the holy grounds of black pepper
I mark the gravesite
With my mother’s recipe
Just the way she used to make it
#anxiety
#LifeCycle
#lover
50 reads
1 Comment
mrmelodyseven
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 2:38am
12th Jan 2025 2:38am
Incognito Me N Shadow
Always layin low
watched the world
turn and turn as I grow
76 trombones but still learning
cause mans manipulation of
the world and mans schemes
are never ending
Dig the way I ran through
life so quiet wild and peaceful
always incognito me and
shadow
watched the world
turn and turn as I grow
76 trombones but still learning
cause mans manipulation of
the world and mans schemes
are never ending
Dig the way I ran through
life so quiet wild and peaceful
always incognito me and
shadow
#LifeCycle
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 2:12pm
11th Jan 2025 2:12pm
CENTER OF BALANCE
It's true that in this life we may never truly know what someone else, is going through in there own personal life. FOR example we all have a moment of a want and need of a helping hand from time to time ⌚ For sure it cost you nothing to have a good heart ❤️ and even a deeper spiritual soul 🙏 to connect on a positive level of energy and strength and understanding. For we all need that equal level of the center of balance of life and love. ❤️ THAT will affect us in ways that we may never truly understand, but that's alright to need and want not that...
#friendship
#humankind
#LifeCycle
#StreamOfConsciousness
#uplifting
65 reads
2 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 1:51am
9th Jan 2025 1:51am
SUDDENLY IT CAME TO ME (Wed., Jan. 8th, 2025, 1:00am, Palm Springs, California)
suddenly
it came to me
in flowing streams
of gleaming liquid veils unfurled
a sacred truth s secret hidden
in these words
within my being
within my soul
whispered given
to by and from
someone something
some previously ungrasped unknown
higher ineffable power
somewhere far beyond
this earth this sun
these feelings thoughts
these thin ink lined words ...
it came to me
in flowing streams
of gleaming liquid veils unfurled
a sacred truth s secret hidden
in these words
within my being
within my soul
whispered given
to by and from
someone something
some previously ungrasped unknown
higher ineffable power
somewhere far beyond
this earth this sun
these feelings thoughts
these thin ink lined words ...
#evolution
#inspirational
#LifeCycle
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
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1 Comment
god_of_Confusion
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 1:53am
8th Jan 2025 1:53am
Lap around the sun
Another year has drifted by
passing at the blink of an eye.
Each blessing leaves me guessing what’s in store for me next
but I know my fate is in my hands.
It was a lovely loop around the sun
and in this moment of reflection free from haziness
I see how wonderful my life is.
All the love surrounding me, all the journeys,
the wild drunken nights and breathtaking views with beauty so blinding..
but experiencing these moments with the soul of my dreams is what elevates me.
My heart takes flight at the sight of his divine smile, his...
passing at the blink of an eye.
Each blessing leaves me guessing what’s in store for me next
but I know my fate is in my hands.
It was a lovely loop around the sun
and in this moment of reflection free from haziness
I see how wonderful my life is.
All the love surrounding me, all the journeys,
the wild drunken nights and breathtaking views with beauty so blinding..
but experiencing these moments with the soul of my dreams is what elevates me.
My heart takes flight at the sight of his divine smile, his...
#LifeCycle
#love
#NewYear
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 1:46pm
7th Jan 2025 1:46pm
Becoming Ash
Cremation is my chosen final act.
May I become ash
to nourish the shores
where I was conceived.
In moments of passion,
I envision my flesh ablaze,
a withering torch.
Will my remains still pulse
with unquenched desire?
While I live, my eyes open wide
with longing,
and my arms extend in yearning,
not for rescue
but for embrace.
Yet the flames are too fierce.
My lovers do not hear my cries.
Burning, oh that ultimate,
bittersweet embrace with death.
I will relinquish...
May I become ash
to nourish the shores
where I was conceived.
In moments of passion,
I envision my flesh ablaze,
a withering torch.
Will my remains still pulse
with unquenched desire?
While I live, my eyes open wide
with longing,
and my arms extend in yearning,
not for rescue
but for embrace.
Yet the flames are too fierce.
My lovers do not hear my cries.
Burning, oh that ultimate,
bittersweet embrace with death.
I will relinquish...
#death
#LifeCycle
#lust
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1 Comment
MalcolmG
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 2:30pm
4th Jan 2025 2:30pm
The Longing Flower ...
A bird flew by and dropped a seed,
It landed softly on fertile soil.
With time, it grew, deep roots to hold,
But the flower dreamed of fields afar,
Longing to leave and reach the sky,
Unbound, untethered, and free to roam.
"Why must I stay when I wish to roam?"
It asked as life stirred within the seed.
The wind would whisper of the wide, free sky,
Yet something held it fast to the soil.
It yearned for adventures distant and far,
But the earth, unyielding, kept its hold.
The flower grew, but...
It landed softly on fertile soil.
With time, it grew, deep roots to hold,
But the flower dreamed of fields afar,
Longing to leave and reach the sky,
Unbound, untethered, and free to roam.
"Why must I stay when I wish to roam?"
It asked as life stirred within the seed.
The wind would whisper of the wide, free sky,
Yet something held it fast to the soil.
It yearned for adventures distant and far,
But the earth, unyielding, kept its hold.
The flower grew, but...
#LifeCycle
#metaphor
#philosophical
54 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 9:12pm
3rd Jan 2025 9:12pm
Happy New Year
Comprehension
Appreciation
Celebration
Penetration
Fornication
Copulation
Insemination
Dissolution
Desolation
Dissatisfaction
Depression
Detestation
Strangulation
Annihilation
Expiration
Appreciation
Celebration
Penetration
Fornication
Copulation
Insemination
Dissolution
Desolation
Dissatisfaction
Depression
Detestation
Strangulation
Annihilation
Expiration
#LifeCycle
72 reads
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Fishmander
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 3:47am
3rd Jan 2025 3:47am
Astral
This psychic infection grows ferocious
Baring teeth in the form of mystic wile
Igniting throat of heaven grotendous
With gold scales to mark the stones of misdeed
Spit frigid words toward my direction
My simple ways pale the dark tile
My jagged shape rides its waves ascension
I scrape the dream I still struggle to read
Wounds mature dressed in midnight tapestry
Secretly feeding stars in single file
A constellation begging mastery
Half inside, half everywhere else at once
This ritual stirs silent
Keening...
Baring teeth in the form of mystic wile
Igniting throat of heaven grotendous
With gold scales to mark the stones of misdeed
Spit frigid words toward my direction
My simple ways pale the dark tile
My jagged shape rides its waves ascension
I scrape the dream I still struggle to read
Wounds mature dressed in midnight tapestry
Secretly feeding stars in single file
A constellation begging mastery
Half inside, half everywhere else at once
This ritual stirs silent
Keening...
#dark
#LifeCycle
#MentalHealth #SelfReflection
#MentalHealth #SelfReflection
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