Poems About the Power Of Words Seeking Friendly Advice
#PowerOfWords
Shinobi
Poem Published
10th Nov 2023 2:17am
10th Nov 2023 2:17am
Presto
see the tables floating
no strings attached...
like a mannequin..presto
vanishing before your eyes
spectral locomotive rushing
through my vocal mind...
silver-blue...frozen in silence
standing outside in the cold
presto...I radiate more heat
than light.
I'm not one who believes in magic
sometimes I have second sight.
heard the thunder behind her eyes
with a wave of my magic wand
we'll disappear...
yes I've seen the candles floating ...
no strings attached...
like a mannequin..presto
vanishing before your eyes
spectral locomotive rushing
through my vocal mind...
silver-blue...frozen in silence
standing outside in the cold
presto...I radiate more heat
than light.
I'm not one who believes in magic
sometimes I have second sight.
heard the thunder behind her eyes
with a wave of my magic wand
we'll disappear...
yes I've seen the candles floating ...
#dark
#ghosts
#PowerOfWords #mythology
#PowerOfWords #mythology
205 reads
3 Comments
Alluringparadox
Poem Published
10th Oct 2023 00:18am
10th Oct 2023 00:18am
Cursing
#PowerOfWords
114 reads
0 Comments
Zazzles
Broomie
Broomie
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2023 11:43pm
3rd Oct 2023 11:43pm
My Opinion
Americans are more concerned
about what people think
rather than being concerned
about what Americans do
or don’t do…
about what people think
rather than being concerned
about what Americans do
or don’t do…
#PowerOfWords
323 reads
20 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2023 5:17pm
3rd Oct 2023 5:17pm
Deeper shades of read
each word becomes home
proven sanctuary
moored upon warmth that is you
call out to me— my other half
I'm listening
searching
where meeting between the lines
is bold discovery
that heartily welcome
arcs of pure incendiary imagination
exposing mind, body and soul
feel deep, in bold triumphant spirit
revel amongst pleasurable panacea
riding out as waves, crashing
marvel each page's turn
across a captivated yearn
carving...
proven sanctuary
moored upon warmth that is you
call out to me— my other half
I'm listening
searching
where meeting between the lines
is bold discovery
that heartily welcome
arcs of pure incendiary imagination
exposing mind, body and soul
feel deep, in bold triumphant spirit
revel amongst pleasurable panacea
riding out as waves, crashing
marvel each page's turn
across a captivated yearn
carving...
#lover
#PowerOfWords
#metaphor
#lust
#LifeAsAWriter
955 reads
55 Comments
sheepskinxtearaway
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2023 2:08pm
3rd Oct 2023 2:08pm
Paper Architects
Trace index finger down my spine,
acknowledge every crease.
Unveiling secrets between the lines;
Through curiosity or disbelief.
Fingertips graze at delicate edges,
Ideas spill out, too big to withold.
Dog-eared pages mark the worthwhile pledges.
Notes in the margin trial stories untold.
Long nights deciphering their themes,
on a path where nothing seems to agree.
Are we authors of the same dream,
Or are you reading vicariously through me?
acknowledge every crease.
Unveiling secrets between the lines;
Through curiosity or disbelief.
Fingertips graze at delicate edges,
Ideas spill out, too big to withold.
Dog-eared pages mark the worthwhile pledges.
Notes in the margin trial stories untold.
Long nights deciphering their themes,
on a path where nothing seems to agree.
Are we authors of the same dream,
Or are you reading vicariously through me?
#books
#WritersBlock
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
231 reads
7 Comments
Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2023 10:16pm
2nd Oct 2023 10:16pm
Beneath the Euphemistic Veil
Words can be tricky, shrouded in disguise,
Euphemisms dance before our very eyes.
Toilet paper's shift to bathroom tissue fair,
A subtle change, a whispered, nuanced prayer.
Sneakers transformed to runners on life's track,
Yet beneath the surface, secrets still they lack.
Old cars reborn as "used" with gentle grace,
In euphemistic cloak, they find a resting place.
Hospitals, where illness met its healing end,
Now wellness centers, where new hopes ascend.
Health professionals, in scrubs, they softly tread,
In...
Euphemisms dance before our very eyes.
Toilet paper's shift to bathroom tissue fair,
A subtle change, a whispered, nuanced prayer.
Sneakers transformed to runners on life's track,
Yet beneath the surface, secrets still they lack.
Old cars reborn as "used" with gentle grace,
In euphemistic cloak, they find a resting place.
Hospitals, where illness met its healing end,
Now wellness centers, where new hopes ascend.
Health professionals, in scrubs, they softly tread,
In...
#happiness
#PowerOfWords
176 reads
0 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
6th Sep 2023 5:17pm
6th Sep 2023 5:17pm
Breath
Breath
The first we take
And the last
It's a contradiction
A giver and a taker
The first we take
And the last
It's a contradiction
A giver and a taker
#birth
#death
#PowerOfWords
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection
221 reads
10 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
31st Aug 2023 6:15am
31st Aug 2023 6:15am
words..
When
my
time was
surrounded
by dark clouds,
they tortured
the paper,
now
my
words
got each
other's warmth
in the
beneath
of
sun-
shine
n they
sparkled on
paper
in
the
form
of
emotions...
my
time was
surrounded
by dark clouds,
they tortured
the paper,
now
my
words
got each
other's warmth
in the
beneath
of
sun-
shine
n they
sparkled on
paper
in
the
form
of
emotions...
#PowerOfWords
265 reads
21 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
29th Aug 2023 8:58pm
29th Aug 2023 8:58pm
Soul Deep (in ink)
dipped
in your
ink
soul deep
as if
you
write
for me
in your
ink
soul deep
as if
you
write
for me
#love
#confessional
#UnrequitedLove
#PowerOfWords
#crush
294 reads
3 Comments
davidchirko
David Chirko
David Chirko
Poem Published
12th Aug 2023 7:40pm
12th Aug 2023 7:40pm
Hymn to a Dying Artist
After writing a Decade, a gladness should pour
So I lift my heart with praise, although
I recall a thought of Kierkegaard,
Who said I’m bereft of weal and so
I hide behind a skilled conductor;
Life’s Master of the anguished allegro,
Embellishing my pain, like a wondrous score.
And while I journeyed, unabated,
Living with Death, Death every day,
Sleeping with all I’ve killed and hated,
The Spirit reassured me and His Voice would say,
“Give meaning to the Memorial you created,
For your Mansion of pain will ink the way ...
So I lift my heart with praise, although
I recall a thought of Kierkegaard,
Who said I’m bereft of weal and so
I hide behind a skilled conductor;
Life’s Master of the anguished allegro,
Embellishing my pain, like a wondrous score.
And while I journeyed, unabated,
Living with Death, Death every day,
Sleeping with all I’ve killed and hated,
The Spirit reassured me and His Voice would say,
“Give meaning to the Memorial you created,
For your Mansion of pain will ink the way ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#passion
161 reads
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oskar
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2023 4:29pm
3rd Aug 2023 4:29pm
morning song
Morning song
it is six in the morning
I get down and move the car from
the place reserved for vans.
This the best of times cooling before the heat begins
only a few people out walking their dogs enjoying
the peace of a beginning.
I could have parked my car in the space between
two cars, but I lose my nerves, this after 60 years of driving.
In the night the wind blew hard from the sea
tiring itself out, and me too I hate the wind it takes my breath away
leaves me a husk falling asleep in front of the TV.
Yesterday I carried...
it is six in the morning
I get down and move the car from
the place reserved for vans.
This the best of times cooling before the heat begins
only a few people out walking their dogs enjoying
the peace of a beginning.
I could have parked my car in the space between
two cars, but I lose my nerves, this after 60 years of driving.
In the night the wind blew hard from the sea
tiring itself out, and me too I hate the wind it takes my breath away
leaves me a husk falling asleep in front of the TV.
Yesterday I carried...
#books
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
159 reads
0 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
29th Jul 2023 3:38pm
29th Jul 2023 3:38pm
A Recital (seductive whispers)
in a room
full of
flickering candles
crackling
warm fire
two glasses
of sumptous
red wine
next to
a book of
Byron poems
he holds
her eyes
on his
as he
softly
recites
gentle
foreplay
for the mind
slow
burning
seduction
as the
moon
rises
nothing
will be
denied him
full of
flickering candles
crackling
warm fire
two glasses
of sumptous
red wine
next to
a book of
Byron poems
he holds
her eyes
on his
as he
softly
recites
gentle
foreplay
for the mind
slow
burning
seduction
as the
moon
rises
nothing
will be
denied him
#sensual
#seductive
#PowerOfWords
416 reads
11 Comments
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