Poems About Life Goals Published by Members Recently Online
#LifeGoals
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
25th Jun 2019 8:05pm
25th Jun 2019 8:05pm
vulnerability
morphing and expanding to meet my future
forgotten dreams awaken
will I be a published author? maybe
isn't funny I'm shy all of a sudden
it took me years to get naked on the page
meeting the world nude in my vulnerability
frightens me terribly
I'm taking the plunge
it's now or never
fate has called and I answered
writing is my life
the passion that drives me
excited but scared
what if they love me
and I become famous
worse what if I'm hated
revealing the deepest parts of me
...
forgotten dreams awaken
will I be a published author? maybe
isn't funny I'm shy all of a sudden
it took me years to get naked on the page
meeting the world nude in my vulnerability
frightens me terribly
I'm taking the plunge
it's now or never
fate has called and I answered
writing is my life
the passion that drives me
excited but scared
what if they love me
and I become famous
worse what if I'm hated
revealing the deepest parts of me
...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeGoals #WritingPoetry
#LifeGoals #WritingPoetry
553 reads
21 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
25th Jun 2019 8:05pm
25th Jun 2019 8:05pm
vulnerability
morphing and expanding to meet my future
forgotten dreams awaken
will I be a published author? maybe
isn't funny I'm shy all of a sudden
it took me years to get naked on the page
meeting the world nude in my vulnerability
frightens me terribly
I'm taking the plunge
it's now or never
fate has called and I answered
writing is my life
the passion that drives me
excited but scared
what if they love me
and I become famous
worse what if I'm hated
revealing the deepest parts of me
...
forgotten dreams awaken
will I be a published author? maybe
isn't funny I'm shy all of a sudden
it took me years to get naked on the page
meeting the world nude in my vulnerability
frightens me terribly
I'm taking the plunge
it's now or never
fate has called and I answered
writing is my life
the passion that drives me
excited but scared
what if they love me
and I become famous
worse what if I'm hated
revealing the deepest parts of me
...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeGoals #WritingPoetry
#LifeGoals #WritingPoetry
553 reads
21 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
25th Jun 2019 8:05pm
25th Jun 2019 8:05pm
vulnerability
morphing and expanding to meet my future
forgotten dreams awaken
will I be a published author? maybe
isn't funny I'm shy all of a sudden
it took me years to get naked on the page
meeting the world nude in my vulnerability
frightens me terribly
I'm taking the plunge
it's now or never
fate has called and I answered
writing is my life
the passion that drives me
excited but scared
what if they love me
and I become famous
worse what if I'm hated
revealing the deepest parts of me
...
forgotten dreams awaken
will I be a published author? maybe
isn't funny I'm shy all of a sudden
it took me years to get naked on the page
meeting the world nude in my vulnerability
frightens me terribly
I'm taking the plunge
it's now or never
fate has called and I answered
writing is my life
the passion that drives me
excited but scared
what if they love me
and I become famous
worse what if I'm hated
revealing the deepest parts of me
...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeGoals #WritingPoetry
#LifeGoals #WritingPoetry
553 reads
21 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
25th Jun 2019 8:05pm
25th Jun 2019 8:05pm
vulnerability
morphing and expanding to meet my future
forgotten dreams awaken
will I be a published author? maybe
isn't funny I'm shy all of a sudden
it took me years to get naked on the page
meeting the world nude in my vulnerability
frightens me terribly
I'm taking the plunge
it's now or never
fate has called and I answered
writing is my life
the passion that drives me
excited but scared
what if they love me
and I become famous
worse what if I'm hated
revealing the deepest parts of me
...
forgotten dreams awaken
will I be a published author? maybe
isn't funny I'm shy all of a sudden
it took me years to get naked on the page
meeting the world nude in my vulnerability
frightens me terribly
I'm taking the plunge
it's now or never
fate has called and I answered
writing is my life
the passion that drives me
excited but scared
what if they love me
and I become famous
worse what if I'm hated
revealing the deepest parts of me
...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeGoals #WritingPoetry
#LifeGoals #WritingPoetry
553 reads
21 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
17th Nov 2023 11:52am
17th Nov 2023 11:52am
old wood
where does
yesterday
go
when it
is all over,
when it
prepares
to die,
to disappear
in that
last midnight
second,
one breath
away,
i cannot
walk among
the trees
while
the hours
are being
cut down,
stacked
and burned
like
old wood.
yesterday
go
when it
is all over,
when it
prepares
to die,
to disappear
in that
last midnight
second,
one breath
away,
i cannot
walk among
the trees
while
the hours
are being
cut down,
stacked
and burned
like
old wood.
#forest
#nature
#LifeGoals
#LifeCycle
#healing
121 reads
4 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
17th Nov 2023 11:52am
17th Nov 2023 11:52am
old wood
where does
yesterday
go
when it
is all over,
when it
prepares
to die,
to disappear
in that
last midnight
second,
one breath
away,
i cannot
walk among
the trees
while
the hours
are being
cut down,
stacked
and burned
like
old wood.
yesterday
go
when it
is all over,
when it
prepares
to die,
to disappear
in that
last midnight
second,
one breath
away,
i cannot
walk among
the trees
while
the hours
are being
cut down,
stacked
and burned
like
old wood.
#forest
#nature
#LifeGoals
#LifeCycle
#healing
121 reads
4 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
17th Nov 2023 11:52am
17th Nov 2023 11:52am
old wood
where does
yesterday
go
when it
is all over,
when it
prepares
to die,
to disappear
in that
last midnight
second,
one breath
away,
i cannot
walk among
the trees
while
the hours
are being
cut down,
stacked
and burned
like
old wood.
yesterday
go
when it
is all over,
when it
prepares
to die,
to disappear
in that
last midnight
second,
one breath
away,
i cannot
walk among
the trees
while
the hours
are being
cut down,
stacked
and burned
like
old wood.
#forest
#nature
#LifeGoals
#LifeCycle
#healing
121 reads
4 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
17th Nov 2023 11:52am
17th Nov 2023 11:52am
old wood
where does
yesterday
go
when it
is all over,
when it
prepares
to die,
to disappear
in that
last midnight
second,
one breath
away,
i cannot
walk among
the trees
while
the hours
are being
cut down,
stacked
and burned
like
old wood.
yesterday
go
when it
is all over,
when it
prepares
to die,
to disappear
in that
last midnight
second,
one breath
away,
i cannot
walk among
the trees
while
the hours
are being
cut down,
stacked
and burned
like
old wood.
#forest
#nature
#LifeGoals
#LifeCycle
#healing
121 reads
4 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
17th Nov 2023 11:52am
17th Nov 2023 11:52am
old wood
where does
yesterday
go
when it
is all over,
when it
prepares
to die,
to disappear
in that
last midnight
second,
one breath
away,
i cannot
walk among
the trees
while
the hours
are being
cut down,
stacked
and burned
like
old wood.
yesterday
go
when it
is all over,
when it
prepares
to die,
to disappear
in that
last midnight
second,
one breath
away,
i cannot
walk among
the trees
while
the hours
are being
cut down,
stacked
and burned
like
old wood.
#forest
#nature
#LifeGoals
#LifeCycle
#healing
121 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
14th Jan 2024 8:12am
14th Jan 2024 8:12am
Creature of the Night
The calendar's ruthless march takes a toll
and each year there's less vinegar to piss.
Yet maturity may prove sweetly droll
and that I will accept in lieu of bliss.
That major muscle group bombast of youth,
wherein the vinegar was the fuel,
had me so embarrassingly uncouth
you'd have been better off with a mule.
Now, sometimes, towards the end of a day
that inelegant vigor seems misplaced.
Time is no captain's order to belay
and so, what I have left I must not waste.
Therefore, of slumber, a...
and each year there's less vinegar to piss.
Yet maturity may prove sweetly droll
and that I will accept in lieu of bliss.
That major muscle group bombast of youth,
wherein the vinegar was the fuel,
had me so embarrassingly uncouth
you'd have been better off with a mule.
Now, sometimes, towards the end of a day
that inelegant vigor seems misplaced.
Time is no captain's order to belay
and so, what I have left I must not waste.
Therefore, of slumber, a...
#night
#LifeGoals
#acceptance #meditation
#acceptance #meditation
84 reads
7 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
14th Jan 2024 8:12am
14th Jan 2024 8:12am
Creature of the Night
The calendar's ruthless march takes a toll
and each year there's less vinegar to piss.
Yet maturity may prove sweetly droll
and that I will accept in lieu of bliss.
That major muscle group bombast of youth,
wherein the vinegar was the fuel,
had me so embarrassingly uncouth
you'd have been better off with a mule.
Now, sometimes, towards the end of a day
that inelegant vigor seems misplaced.
Time is no captain's order to belay
and so, what I have left I must not waste.
Therefore, of slumber, a...
and each year there's less vinegar to piss.
Yet maturity may prove sweetly droll
and that I will accept in lieu of bliss.
That major muscle group bombast of youth,
wherein the vinegar was the fuel,
had me so embarrassingly uncouth
you'd have been better off with a mule.
Now, sometimes, towards the end of a day
that inelegant vigor seems misplaced.
Time is no captain's order to belay
and so, what I have left I must not waste.
Therefore, of slumber, a...
#night
#LifeGoals
#acceptance #meditation
#acceptance #meditation
84 reads
7 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
14th Jan 2024 8:12am
14th Jan 2024 8:12am
Creature of the Night
The calendar's ruthless march takes a toll
and each year there's less vinegar to piss.
Yet maturity may prove sweetly droll
and that I will accept in lieu of bliss.
That major muscle group bombast of youth,
wherein the vinegar was the fuel,
had me so embarrassingly uncouth
you'd have been better off with a mule.
Now, sometimes, towards the end of a day
that inelegant vigor seems misplaced.
Time is no captain's order to belay
and so, what I have left I must not waste.
Therefore, of slumber, a...
and each year there's less vinegar to piss.
Yet maturity may prove sweetly droll
and that I will accept in lieu of bliss.
That major muscle group bombast of youth,
wherein the vinegar was the fuel,
had me so embarrassingly uncouth
you'd have been better off with a mule.
Now, sometimes, towards the end of a day
that inelegant vigor seems misplaced.
Time is no captain's order to belay
and so, what I have left I must not waste.
Therefore, of slumber, a...
#night
#LifeGoals
#acceptance #meditation
#acceptance #meditation
84 reads
7 Comments
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