Stream Of Consciousness Poems
#StreamOfConsciousness
Stream of consciousness poems, here you'll find writing with a continuous flow of thoughts and feelings, uninterrupted by objective description or dialogue.
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
Today 7:46pm
Today 7:46pm
Cosmic conversations, cowritten with the wonderfully gifted MalcolmG
Words splinter like jagged glass, carving through the throat—torn-apart breaths,
Flesh and phrases, stitched in erratic seams, each syllable a twisted spike.
You carve me, unmake me, remold me with guttural roars—flesh and verb,
I dissolve—fractured, flung—drifting in the wreckage of language's chaos.
Sounds faintly tumble, scraping vocal cords attune intrinsic fluttering
choired insects invoke chasms chanting . Follow now my demure shade as chiseled tones cast scarlet pristine plutonian spells. My satin shape burns buried fumes as my psyche seeps through...
Flesh and phrases, stitched in erratic seams, each syllable a twisted spike.
You carve me, unmake me, remold me with guttural roars—flesh and verb,
I dissolve—fractured, flung—drifting in the wreckage of language's chaos.
Sounds faintly tumble, scraping vocal cords attune intrinsic fluttering
choired insects invoke chasms chanting . Follow now my demure shade as chiseled tones cast scarlet pristine plutonian spells. My satin shape burns buried fumes as my psyche seeps through...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Pretty_Vacuous
Poem Published
Today 5:11am
Today 5:11am
There We Are Then
Everything is whack!
It’s a fun fact Jack…
that…
You don’t win friends with word salad……haha…blah, blah…does anyone remember laughter!
Simmer down or I’m pulling the plug or is it the rug ?
Un-snug as a bug?
You, there we are then
Zero point zero zen
This clown just called me a dumb cunt…lol’d right in face and said that all you got?
Unfortunately for him Mercury sextiles Pluto in Aquarius on Wednesday
Fortunately for me the Sun in Pisces trines mars in cancer on Friday
JFK ...
It’s a fun fact Jack…
that…
You don’t win friends with word salad……haha…blah, blah…does anyone remember laughter!
Simmer down or I’m pulling the plug or is it the rug ?
Un-snug as a bug?
You, there we are then
Zero point zero zen
This clown just called me a dumb cunt…lol’d right in face and said that all you got?
Unfortunately for him Mercury sextiles Pluto in Aquarius on Wednesday
Fortunately for me the Sun in Pisces trines mars in cancer on Friday
JFK ...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
Today 00:55am
Today 00:55am
Fallen Daze
On a cold chilly day
Where the breath turns into fog
A man walks in a daze
Unsure of where to go
He continues to walk around
And think about his life
He hears a constant sound
The questions in his mind
His dreams and regrets
Come right to the surface
The fear inside leapt
And he is still nervous.
Twitching and worried
He starts to feel dizzy
Vision is blurry
His confidence flimsy
He feels so alone
Lost in the darkness
Held down by stone
With no rope or harness
...
Where the breath turns into fog
A man walks in a daze
Unsure of where to go
He continues to walk around
And think about his life
He hears a constant sound
The questions in his mind
His dreams and regrets
Come right to the surface
The fear inside leapt
And he is still nervous.
Twitching and worried
He starts to feel dizzy
Vision is blurry
His confidence flimsy
He feels so alone
Lost in the darkness
Held down by stone
With no rope or harness
...
#FeelingLost
#loneliness
#memories
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 10:46pm
2nd Mar 2025 10:46pm
~”Sometimes (~All The Time), a cigar is (~NOT) just a cigar..”
And when he said this…
Freud just (did he?) put himself
in an absolute simplicity (? .. Noo!)
.. (why?) far away from his very own
symbolic connotations ever.. (yes yes, that is it!)
of a juxtaposed reality (hmm, it does sure!)
or an ever digging dream
that screens to its lucid fore..
its own deeply hidden cryptics
for long.. in its shining reveal
from the moulting layers of
the subconscious (ahh true!)
whatever.. now feels
this...
Freud just (did he?) put himself
in an absolute simplicity (? .. Noo!)
.. (why?) far away from his very own
symbolic connotations ever.. (yes yes, that is it!)
of a juxtaposed reality (hmm, it does sure!)
or an ever digging dream
that screens to its lucid fore..
its own deeply hidden cryptics
for long.. in its shining reveal
from the moulting layers of
the subconscious (ahh true!)
whatever.. now feels
this...
#conflict
#love
#orgasm #StreamOfConsciousness
#orgasm #StreamOfConsciousness
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Ambjr
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 4:47pm
2nd Mar 2025 4:47pm
choke on every syllable
I laid my verses on blank pages
opened a vein with every line
dropped to my knees with every confession
labelin it anti poetic bullshit
too honest to be beautiful
too raw to be art
everyone glanced then turned away
nodded without meetin my eyes
shrugged it off with a hollow response
I blamed everythin but indifference
I must have encrypted my meanin
into a language only I knew
useless thoughts jumbled and incoherent
manic scribbles I’d mistaken for insight
my words too muddy to be clear
failure at the...
opened a vein with every line
dropped to my knees with every confession
labelin it anti poetic bullshit
too honest to be beautiful
too raw to be art
everyone glanced then turned away
nodded without meetin my eyes
shrugged it off with a hollow response
I blamed everythin but indifference
I must have encrypted my meanin
into a language only I knew
useless thoughts jumbled and incoherent
manic scribbles I’d mistaken for insight
my words too muddy to be clear
failure at the...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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10 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 2:07pm
2nd Mar 2025 2:07pm
Wish
I wished on a falling star
I wished and blew out the candle
I wished on dandelions blown in the wind
I wished on a rainbow after spring rain
Hundreds of white dove feathers fell and surrounded me
Did nature wish on me?
I wished and blew out the candle
I wished on dandelions blown in the wind
I wished on a rainbow after spring rain
Hundreds of white dove feathers fell and surrounded me
Did nature wish on me?
#StreamOfConsciousness
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20 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
1st Mar 2025 9:40pm
1st Mar 2025 9:40pm
All cried out
Sometimes we have to learn how much hurt, can be the most hardest thing, to go through in life. For sure that the truth of the hurt will dig into, the deepness of your mind like a double edge sword, that cuts both ways deeper than deep into your heart. For as long there is hurt there will be silent, whispers of tears that knowone will hear nor see, the truth of the shed tears rolling down your gentle face. For sure we get to the point, that we become all cried out cause there's no more tears to cry. For it's necessary to understand that we get to the point, that we just want to give up trying...
#emotional
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#sadness
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Ambjr
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 3:06pm
28th Feb 2025 3:06pm
reclamation
I’m waitin for my skin to grow back
over the spots rubbed too raw to touch
nerve endins exposed
flinchin at my own thoughts
my mind wandered to the bottle
an old instinct
a dance of the past
that I haven’t forgotten the steps to
the thought quickly formed then dissolved
the burn of whiskey
the gentle numbin
the warm softenin of the edges
a ghost of a habit more than actual desire
a momentary shadow
leavin no trace of existence
other than a reminder
that the mind still seeks old shelters
...
over the spots rubbed too raw to touch
nerve endins exposed
flinchin at my own thoughts
my mind wandered to the bottle
an old instinct
a dance of the past
that I haven’t forgotten the steps to
the thought quickly formed then dissolved
the burn of whiskey
the gentle numbin
the warm softenin of the edges
a ghost of a habit more than actual desire
a momentary shadow
leavin no trace of existence
other than a reminder
that the mind still seeks old shelters
...
#StreamOfConsciousness
71 reads
10 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 4:15pm
27th Feb 2025 4:15pm
unsteady
mirror shows a face
that I wear for others
I practice my smile
once…twice
it doesn’t sit right
toothbrush…toothpaste…cold water
the bathroom walls lean inward
the floor shifts under my feet
sounds sharpen then muffle
somethin wild rises behind my ribs
trapped
beatin against bones
clawin at my insides with talons of fear
tryin to escape thru flesh
my heart races without motion
each pulse sendin tremors to my hands
electricity rushin thru veins
a current not meant to be carried
...
that I wear for others
I practice my smile
once…twice
it doesn’t sit right
toothbrush…toothpaste…cold water
the bathroom walls lean inward
the floor shifts under my feet
sounds sharpen then muffle
somethin wild rises behind my ribs
trapped
beatin against bones
clawin at my insides with talons of fear
tryin to escape thru flesh
my heart races without motion
each pulse sendin tremors to my hands
electricity rushin thru veins
a current not meant to be carried
...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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6 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 12:19pm
27th Feb 2025 12:19pm
There once upon time
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ there once upon a time ⌚ that a child was placed in children services. His file was created to hide his history yet this same child was placed in adoption agency. 😔 For this same child got adopted by a good family, who decided to adopt a child cause their own children were grown and on their own. From the outside appearance he seems normal polite well-mannered a child anybody will want. But beneath the surface he had a deep dark 🌑 secret of the evil hidden behind a smile of a child. 😊 One-day the...
#dark
#father
#mother
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Ambjr
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 4:18am
27th Feb 2025 4:18am
aftermath
it’s been hours
and still the emptiness spreads
the rawness has settled into my bones
thru my chest
evenin shadows spread across the floor
and I remain motionless
body too heavy to carry me
mind too tired to wander
my skull throbs with the remnants
of all of the things
I try not to say out loud
words that lived in darkness
now forced into the light
the weight of bein known
sits like lead in my gut
exhaustion comes in waves
silence falls so heavy against me
that I could sink thru the floor ...
and still the emptiness spreads
the rawness has settled into my bones
thru my chest
evenin shadows spread across the floor
and I remain motionless
body too heavy to carry me
mind too tired to wander
my skull throbs with the remnants
of all of the things
I try not to say out loud
words that lived in darkness
now forced into the light
the weight of bein known
sits like lead in my gut
exhaustion comes in waves
silence falls so heavy against me
that I could sink thru the floor ...
#StreamOfConsciousness
61 reads
8 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 5:33pm
26th Feb 2025 5:33pm
The NAO Amalgamate Inc. chapter2 pt 2
Kat sat there with a slight smile on her face, looking at how they all interacted with each other.
The driver was correct. The drive was not too long. The car turned on to a pebbled driveway. The Mansion looked amazing. Tall spruce trees lined the border, and the grass was the color of a dark emerald when the sun hit it.
They exited the car and walked up to the doorway. Kat was near the bell, so she rang it. Zoe looked a bit deflated.
“Why that look?”
“I was hoping it was a chime like in the old, haunted mansion.”
“Oh, brother. This is...
The driver was correct. The drive was not too long. The car turned on to a pebbled driveway. The Mansion looked amazing. Tall spruce trees lined the border, and the grass was the color of a dark emerald when the sun hit it.
They exited the car and walked up to the doorway. Kat was near the bell, so she rang it. Zoe looked a bit deflated.
“Why that look?”
“I was hoping it was a chime like in the old, haunted mansion.”
“Oh, brother. This is...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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10 Comments
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