Poems About My Inspiration Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about my inspiration seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
moon_bather
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 4:36am
1st Oct 2024 4:36am
Lovely Mistake (in that life can swallow you whole before you see anything coming but next thing is they got you)
this stupid little life
in this
stupid little house
in this
empty soulless city
means (absolutely)
everything
to me
in this
stupid little house
in this
empty soulless city
means (absolutely)
everything
to me
#aging
#freedom
#happiness
#MyInspiration
#passion
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PAR
Poem Published
25th Sep 2024 5:15pm
25th Sep 2024 5:15pm
Almost Sylvia Plath
To endure and not spill at all.
I abandoned myself like a patchwork.
And I peel the epidermis from me like pomegranate seeds.
I juggled once more.
A sort of wandering spectacle, my exit
A captive without parchment,
detain the scarf.
The persona, the jointed hollows, the array of molars?
Soon, on strike the steak
And I, a lady, a superior lady.
This is the ceramic femur.
What a billion embellishments.
They flay my palms and soles—
These were my fingers
My elbows, no, my elbows ache.
Yet...
I abandoned myself like a patchwork.
And I peel the epidermis from me like pomegranate seeds.
I juggled once more.
A sort of wandering spectacle, my exit
A captive without parchment,
detain the scarf.
The persona, the jointed hollows, the array of molars?
Soon, on strike the steak
And I, a lady, a superior lady.
This is the ceramic femur.
What a billion embellishments.
They flay my palms and soles—
These were my fingers
My elbows, no, my elbows ache.
Yet...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#reading
#WritingPoetry
53 reads
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
15th Sep 2024 5:16am
15th Sep 2024 5:16am
PSYCHOACTIVE HALF MOON PRAYER (Monday, 6-10-19, 9:09pm; Palm Springs, California.)
another hot mid june
southern california desert
summer night
i walked outside
up to my condo apartment s pool
for my nightly two hour long
ritual hot spa soak
just after 4 hits
off my 420 vape pen
then upon looking up
into the velvety dark
vast deep bowl
of wide open
gaping night s sky above
i was immediately swallowed up
spellbound enamored completely
by and with
the luminous soft white milky salve
of smiling near half moon light s
frosted silvery bath
silently glazing it s ...
southern california desert
summer night
i walked outside
up to my condo apartment s pool
for my nightly two hour long
ritual hot spa soak
just after 4 hits
off my 420 vape pen
then upon looking up
into the velvety dark
vast deep bowl
of wide open
gaping night s sky above
i was immediately swallowed up
spellbound enamored completely
by and with
the luminous soft white milky salve
of smiling near half moon light s
frosted silvery bath
silently glazing it s ...
#marijuana
#MyInspiration
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
#water
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Nil
Poem Published
14th Sep 2024 6:50pm
14th Sep 2024 6:50pm
Hungover or summat.
I awake to light.
Boring itself through my skull.
And,
Baby,
There ain't no us.
There's just me
With a headache.
Reevaluating my life.
Choices.
Boring itself through my skull.
And,
Baby,
There ain't no us.
There's just me
With a headache.
Reevaluating my life.
Choices.
#emptiness
#mirror
#MyInspiration
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 00:09am
7th Sep 2024 00:09am
PIECES OF BROKEN GLASS
Here I am as I am just a mortal man, just taking it one day at a time. YET trying so desperately to survive in a place, that has become a vision of my own life passing, before my own eyes. 👁️👁️ For it's necessary for me to understand, what it is I am going through, yet there are those things that I can't really control. 😞 YET I know that it's in GOD'S HANDS BECAUSE OF MY FAITH, IN WHAT I 👁️ SEE AND BELIEVE. 🙏 FOR sure there will be some hard times, as well as good and bad times when I feel like SILENTLY, just crying with the...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#StreamOfConsciousness
#WritingPoetry
80 reads
6 Comments
FATBOY300PLUS
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 6:25pm
14th Aug 2024 6:25pm
Ghost Writer
Sights seen by my eyes become words in my mind
Alphabet arrangements flowing thru my hand
from my pen to my pad
Letters looping lazily across each page
Ink barely leaving evidence of its presence in its passage onto parchment
Breathing, living feelings infusing the fleeting black lines and softly pigmented strokes which slowly come forth
Ethereal cursive lassos leaving elusive, swirled markings
fading in finishing
as if written by the hand of a ghost
(Thank you, my Instagram Muse, for...
Alphabet arrangements flowing thru my hand
from my pen to my pad
Letters looping lazily across each page
Ink barely leaving evidence of its presence in its passage onto parchment
Breathing, living feelings infusing the fleeting black lines and softly pigmented strokes which slowly come forth
Ethereal cursive lassos leaving elusive, swirled markings
fading in finishing
as if written by the hand of a ghost
(Thank you, my Instagram Muse, for...
#MyInspiration
#spiritual
#WritingPoetry
73 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 12:23pm
26th Jun 2024 12:23pm
Swam dollabis naga.
It doesn't even come to chasco
that I messed up the xarufa.
I'm struck by the leaves of the leaves
that are dying.
I axuncall your frixola
meidelado meidetraz.
Ensim peroca in the corner.
Shupilambas on the borders.
Gozobo casabertas.
I lost my clitobia.
Ensim leitado debreshecas
put the goalposts.
Raz paras verallas
ten tangled tachanca.
Spit lubrifins.
A frinasca of funfrunnas frengolem.
that I messed up the xarufa.
I'm struck by the leaves of the leaves
that are dying.
I axuncall your frixola
meidelado meidetraz.
Ensim peroca in the corner.
Shupilambas on the borders.
Gozobo casabertas.
I lost my clitobia.
Ensim leitado debreshecas
put the goalposts.
Raz paras verallas
ten tangled tachanca.
Spit lubrifins.
A frinasca of funfrunnas frengolem.
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#nonfiction
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
72 reads
0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 11:19pm
24th Jun 2024 11:19pm
love that poem
I think continually of those who were truly great”
but what about the rest of us, mate ..
but what about the rest of us, mate ..
#MyInspiration
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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
109 reads
3 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
16th Jun 2024 8:09pm
16th Jun 2024 8:09pm
Eternal night
Under the cover of eternal night
where crows caw destinies.
Poets whisper dark verses
in a theater of shadows and laments.
Black wings cover the skies
echoing stanzas of a lost melody.
While the poets, with bloody ink,
they disdain dreams in the rhyme of agony.
Each feather has a hidden secret
each verse an imprisoned spirit.
In this ball, macabre and enchanted,
crows and poets are waltz partners.
The moon watches, pale and distant,
reflecting in silver the lovers' ball.
Crows fly in elegant...
where crows caw destinies.
Poets whisper dark verses
in a theater of shadows and laments.
Black wings cover the skies
echoing stanzas of a lost melody.
While the poets, with bloody ink,
they disdain dreams in the rhyme of agony.
Each feather has a hidden secret
each verse an imprisoned spirit.
In this ball, macabre and enchanted,
crows and poets are waltz partners.
The moon watches, pale and distant,
reflecting in silver the lovers' ball.
Crows fly in elegant...
#dark
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
111 reads
4 Comments
jemac
Poem Published
13th Jun 2024 5:19pm
13th Jun 2024 5:19pm
dendrolatry
she has not been moved
recently by the curve of her pen
it rests stagnant in the bowl
of mystic dewy ink
hiding in a drawer that
refuses to open its gallery
of words
her paper rests
unwillingly vacant and alone
perhaps words weren't necessary
small piercings emerged
punctuated by color
her ink became threads
translating her thoughts
into image
needle working it's way through
the tangle of words
becoming branches
slowly intertwining
into another art form ...
recently by the curve of her pen
it rests stagnant in the bowl
of mystic dewy ink
hiding in a drawer that
refuses to open its gallery
of words
her paper rests
unwillingly vacant and alone
perhaps words weren't necessary
small piercings emerged
punctuated by color
her ink became threads
translating her thoughts
into image
needle working it's way through
the tangle of words
becoming branches
slowly intertwining
into another art form ...
#art
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration #nature
#MyInspiration #nature
155 reads
5 Comments
The_Darkness_Insid
Poem Published
9th Jun 2024 1:37am
9th Jun 2024 1:37am
My Writes
I write because I need to release
Putting these thoughts to words brings me peace
I post for those that can relate
Im not beholden to the rules that you dictate
Not everyone lives in a world that's pretty
Some of us walk through a life where everything's shitty
The demons clawing at my insides are relentless
Do you think that I have time to think about your distress?
Im just doing what I can to survive
For 35 years this honesty has kept me alive
If what I say bothers you then you're not my audience
Evil...
Putting these thoughts to words brings me peace
I post for those that can relate
Im not beholden to the rules that you dictate
Not everyone lives in a world that's pretty
Some of us walk through a life where everything's shitty
The demons clawing at my insides are relentless
Do you think that I have time to think about your distress?
Im just doing what I can to survive
For 35 years this honesty has kept me alive
If what I say bothers you then you're not my audience
Evil...
#dark
#frustration
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
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10 Comments
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