Stream Of Consciousness Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#StreamOfConsciousness
Spicy POV
Everybody coats
themselves in
sugar & nice
but there are some
who were made to
be spicy, defiant
& non compliant,
I know what kind
gets branded in
iron as villains
because I am
one of them,
instead I let
this lesson
turn into a
superpower.
themselves in
sugar & nice
but there are some
who were made to
be spicy, defiant
& non compliant,
I know what kind
gets branded in
iron as villains
because I am
one of them,
instead I let
this lesson
turn into a
superpower.
#PowerOfWords
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Rhyme ?
I’m your queen
Not mean
Most of the time
Unless drinking vodka and lime
My Rhyme sucks
I don’t give 2 fucks
You're cute
And astute
Give me a prayer
I promise to pull your hair
It will be fun
I don’t carry a gun
I’m smart not dumb
Your beautiful hair … no gum
Not mean
Most of the time
Unless drinking vodka and lime
My Rhyme sucks
I don’t give 2 fucks
You're cute
And astute
Give me a prayer
I promise to pull your hair
It will be fun
I don’t carry a gun
I’m smart not dumb
Your beautiful hair … no gum
#WritingPoetry
#CharlesBukowski
#pagan
#StreamOfConsciousness
#EECummings
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Cycling a Poetic Ride
I will take my old red bike for a ride
when the muse sends a breeze from the hill
no matter what time, be it warmth or chill
i'll follow my feel, and Nature's tide
It may be midnight, dawn, or at dusk
when the tingle stirs a dormant nerve
i may even not be in such a hot verve
frozen with cold, or in the sun, i bask
I ride my bike sometimes at midnight
hear the engine rolling over its tires
an onomatopoeia sounds like barbed wires
sniper in the bush,lying out of sight
As i ride my bike i feel...
when the muse sends a breeze from the hill
no matter what time, be it warmth or chill
i'll follow my feel, and Nature's tide
It may be midnight, dawn, or at dusk
when the tingle stirs a dormant nerve
i may even not be in such a hot verve
frozen with cold, or in the sun, i bask
I ride my bike sometimes at midnight
hear the engine rolling over its tires
an onomatopoeia sounds like barbed wires
sniper in the bush,lying out of sight
As i ride my bike i feel...
#uplifting
#emotional
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
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Flash Love
I give you my soul… daily
You take it and massage it
You know when I’m hurting
Then you say the perfect things
The words that allow me to come back..
To you
Even stronger than before
I live for that
You take it and massage it
You know when I’m hurting
Then you say the perfect things
The words that allow me to come back..
To you
Even stronger than before
I live for that
#love
#kindness
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
#StreamOfConsciousness
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34 Comments
My Cat Every Time I Eat Anything
You had food
But you didn't share,
Because you weren't in the mood,
How fuckin' dare!
But you didn't share,
Because you weren't in the mood,
How fuckin' dare!
#cats
#food
#funny #StreamOfConsciousness
#funny #StreamOfConsciousness
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TO THE VETERANS THAT SERVED
I AM A VETERAN AN OLDE SOLDIER 👏 There is something I need to say about the establishment of those, we elected to stand up for us the citizens 🤨 I'm gonna keep it real for the American dream is dead???🤔 For I know someone out there somewhere are asking, what is that all about and what does that mean??🤨 For example what that means if you were a veteran, and became HOMELESS AND PUT OUT OF YOUR OWN HOME 🏡 For don't you see👁️👁️ what is happening in the world 🌍 day in and day out, because of the DEMOCRATS AND BIDEN...
#dialogue
#CallToAction
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
#epic
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Because chopping boards sound like
destruction
in a different skirt
like taut wires
on old pianos
hammering out
their dust
their ache
tools
and nails
and fistfuls
of earthy
silence
that blunt blue button
that wiped out the air
like umbilicals
butchered fresh
from the womb
like police cars
and terror
like your bomb
I have not allowed
to bloom
in a different skirt
like taut wires
on old pianos
hammering out
their dust
their ache
tools
and nails
and fistfuls
of earthy
silence
that blunt blue button
that wiped out the air
like umbilicals
butchered fresh
from the womb
like police cars
and terror
like your bomb
I have not allowed
to bloom
#confessional
#StreamOfConsciousness
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WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS
Here I sit in my recliner with my silence of my thoughts, 🤔 for it is in these moments of lost time. WHEN I go back in time and I remember, what my grandfather use to say to me. For you will have to be your most strongest to learn, more about the establishment of life. That being trapped in a dark place for when it rains it pours, and it seems almost in possible to get out of the rain ☔☔🤨. For sometimes you just feel like giving up and you ask thyself what is the point, for it feels like the world is against you ever step you take in life. For I know I just have to...
#dialogue
#uplifting
#emotional
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Pirates We Be, Free Upon the Sea
From all walks of life,
In happiness and strife,
For the sea we long,
We fight to belong,
Again and again
Or just for what we seek to gain.
Humble we work,
But extravagant we smirk,
Though a tough life it be,
A day we'd never miss upon the sea.
In happiness and strife,
For the sea we long,
We fight to belong,
Again and again
Or just for what we seek to gain.
Humble we work,
But extravagant we smirk,
Though a tough life it be,
A day we'd never miss upon the sea.
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#travel
#greed
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Tell It To The Bees
When I was eight, a bee stung my face.
Tangled itself in my hair
saw me as an enemy
and shot hot venom into my skin.
My Mother ran to her screaming kid
as a moment of pure panic erupted
on Sunday’s lawn,
but the damage was done
my head throbbing, numb
where a bruise turned a vivid shade
of violet, as bold as my new fear
of small latching insects.
Fast forward thirty years
and I...
Tangled itself in my hair
saw me as an enemy
and shot hot venom into my skin.
My Mother ran to her screaming kid
as a moment of pure panic erupted
on Sunday’s lawn,
but the damage was done
my head throbbing, numb
where a bruise turned a vivid shade
of violet, as bold as my new fear
of small latching insects.
Fast forward thirty years
and I...
#illness
#bees
#disability
#StreamOfConsciousness
#fear
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Spirit In The Sky
in my sanctuary I wait
tender to the touch, I yearn
a gentleness of soul, understood only by you
you alone reach me here
sanctity of spirit
you alone know me
you sit with me on the full days
and shine on me in the emptiness
sacred truth you are my greatest lover
sincere in your approach
my honesty greets you
caressing the dawn that brought you
I worship you in the celestial
my prayers rise on the winds as incense
in your tabernacle I am recognised
my body reaches for the heavens
my...
tender to the touch, I yearn
a gentleness of soul, understood only by you
you alone reach me here
sanctity of spirit
you alone know me
you sit with me on the full days
and shine on me in the emptiness
sacred truth you are my greatest lover
sincere in your approach
my honesty greets you
caressing the dawn that brought you
I worship you in the celestial
my prayers rise on the winds as incense
in your tabernacle I am recognised
my body reaches for the heavens
my...
#spiritual
#StreamOfConsciousness
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JUST THINK
I don't want you to think like me, I just want you to think and open your own eyes 👀 and see what's happening before your own eyes. How they the powers that be are going at TRUMP, like a Black man yet they are treating Biden like a white man. NO I'M NOT PREJUDICES NOR AM I A RACIST. FOR I GROW UP IN A MILITARY ENVIRONMENT. BECAUSE OF MY UPBRINGING WITH MY GRANDMOTHER AND GRANDFATHER. Who was in WW2 at a young age so don't get it twisted, I don't want you think like me I just want you to think. 🤔 To see what is happening in today's world 🌎 of society, amongst the...
#politics
#dialogue
#CallToAction
#StreamOfConsciousness
#deception
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