Least Read Truth Of Life Poems
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Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
12th Jan 2020 1:50pm
12th Jan 2020 1:50pm
Battle Across Days Of Thunder
Bureaucratic sophisticated Suppression,
An 1863 abolishment,
a path drawn for the bravery,
Modern day diplomatic play,
shifted for fancy suits
Of epitome or hierarchical pyramids,
The bravest seen as the weaklings,
Battling across days of thunder to reach,
Stuck in commutes of three to ten,
a walk and a mile becomes heavier,
two kids and a bag of food,
in the heat of a deserted,
piece of land,
swallowed by capitalism,
there is no grass to lay on,
as the sand is the food to feed
the cows, dried...
An 1863 abolishment,
a path drawn for the bravery,
Modern day diplomatic play,
shifted for fancy suits
Of epitome or hierarchical pyramids,
The bravest seen as the weaklings,
Battling across days of thunder to reach,
Stuck in commutes of three to ten,
a walk and a mile becomes heavier,
two kids and a bag of food,
in the heat of a deserted,
piece of land,
swallowed by capitalism,
there is no grass to lay on,
as the sand is the food to feed
the cows, dried...
#strength
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#CallToAction
#StreamOfConsciousness
18 reads
12 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
5th Aug 2024 11:57am
5th Aug 2024 11:57am
Mud
What then, is the epilogue
for this life of ink and blood
That whether it be the dust returned
to earth or ashes born of fire, mix either
with blood or ink and you still
just have mud
for this life of ink and blood
That whether it be the dust returned
to earth or ashes born of fire, mix either
with blood or ink and you still
just have mud
#memorial
#TruthOfLife
21 reads
11 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
8th Jan 2019 7:20pm
8th Jan 2019 7:20pm
What Two Hands Can Explain
You are dismissed
by the flat openness
of the left the right touches
its center and flicks smooth out once.
When you are forgiven
a flick becomes solved wisps,
an upside-down emptying saucer,
more than once moving head, palm, me to you, me to you.
Love is indicated by crossed
clutches, stars not yet born, over the chest,
where feelings emerge from, squeezing keeping,
diamonds are created thus.
But if you relax the tenacity,
lay them opposite shoulders, pressure
the nerves to say rest, of rest, a small...
by the flat openness
of the left the right touches
its center and flicks smooth out once.
When you are forgiven
a flick becomes solved wisps,
an upside-down emptying saucer,
more than once moving head, palm, me to you, me to you.
Love is indicated by crossed
clutches, stars not yet born, over the chest,
where feelings emerge from, squeezing keeping,
diamonds are created thus.
But if you relax the tenacity,
lay them opposite shoulders, pressure
the nerves to say rest, of rest, a small...
#identity
#TruthOfLife
#PowerOfWords
#philosophical
#culture
22 reads
8 Comments
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
9th May 2020 4:55am
9th May 2020 4:55am
Unanswered
The clock strikes midnight and I recall,
When I said I wouldn’t fall,
Every time I see your name,
I can’t help it but think.
If we could change reality,
Would this fling be a thing?
Two can play that game,
At the end one will come short.
The time we spent together,
I wouldn’t trade that for a pot of gold,
You smile at my jokes and so do I too,
Why did life play a trick on us?
Maybe we were too slow,
Distance is a shortcoming, surely it would not have...
When I said I wouldn’t fall,
Every time I see your name,
I can’t help it but think.
If we could change reality,
Would this fling be a thing?
Two can play that game,
At the end one will come short.
The time we spent together,
I wouldn’t trade that for a pot of gold,
You smile at my jokes and so do I too,
Why did life play a trick on us?
Maybe we were too slow,
Distance is a shortcoming, surely it would not have...
#friendship
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#emotional
#ForbiddenLove
22 reads
10 Comments
drivelicious13
alon aLion
alon aLion
Poem Published
7th Jul 2020 10:07am
7th Jul 2020 10:07am
SubverVative
objective
naturally
selected
everything
never
there
rugged
comfort
barely constrains
delicate
distraction
interrupted
enflamed
egos
expertly fumble
relentless
simmer's
routine meltdown
naturally
selected
everything
never
there
rugged
comfort
barely constrains
delicate
distraction
interrupted
enflamed
egos
expertly fumble
relentless
simmer's
routine meltdown
#TruthOfLife
23 reads
0 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
29th May 2018 5:42am
29th May 2018 5:42am
MY WISH FOR YOU
It is my wish that you grow in a healthy and happy home
Where your parents will create for you a place of comfort so that streets you don’t roam.
That you find support in family and not solely on friends
That your trust begin with family where true love exists with no end.
It is my wish for you to grow to be a caring big brother
Sharing your things and being there for one another
That the same hand of your little brother you hold to cross the street
Be the same hand you hold when fear he meets.
The special hand of a big brother in the midst of...
Where your parents will create for you a place of comfort so that streets you don’t roam.
That you find support in family and not solely on friends
That your trust begin with family where true love exists with no end.
It is my wish for you to grow to be a caring big brother
Sharing your things and being there for one another
That the same hand of your little brother you hold to cross the street
Be the same hand you hold when fear he meets.
The special hand of a big brother in the midst of...
#motivational
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#LifeGoals
#learning
24 reads
3 Comments
Pretty_Vacuous
Poem Published
Today 4:18am
Today 4:18am
Shit Sandwiches
My mother once told me that I’ve been subconsciously trying to kill myself since birth
I don’t think that’s true for whatever its worth
It’s been a rough couple years, lotta ins, lotta outs, and what have yous
I feel like the heathen gods had a meeting and decided, that one, right there, let’s fuck with her
and after getting my entire life smashed apart by sledgehammer, while listening to their amusement or sometimes full on laughter
I’m finally getting my shit back together
So fuck bored immortals
Fuck my dead...
I don’t think that’s true for whatever its worth
It’s been a rough couple years, lotta ins, lotta outs, and what have yous
I feel like the heathen gods had a meeting and decided, that one, right there, let’s fuck with her
and after getting my entire life smashed apart by sledgehammer, while listening to their amusement or sometimes full on laughter
I’m finally getting my shit back together
So fuck bored immortals
Fuck my dead...
#TruthOfLife
25 reads
missjem56
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 10:57pm
10th Mar 2025 10:57pm
Sat-ired
Whistfully
wishing
Upon
sweet
seductive
satire
Instead,
i
sat
ired
by Jemia
wishing
Upon
sweet
seductive
satire
Instead,
i
sat
ired
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#sadness
#TruthOfLife
29 reads
0 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 7:17pm
26th Feb 2025 7:17pm
Bad Never Tasted So Good
#dark
#TruthOfLife
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0 Comments
monkeyman
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 7:53pm
8th Mar 2025 7:53pm
Cultivating Moss
You can spend your time spinning in circles
chasing shadows in the wind
pushing back against the tide
You can run and hide
waiting for relentless darkness to rescind
Dig yourself a fallout shelter
stacked with twenty thousand tins of magic beans
Dissect every word that’s ever spoken
still not knowing what they mean
Live in total isolation
let your mind go round and round
Keep asking those same questions
to which no resolution can be found
Make a monument to madness
sacrifice your hope and dreams ...
chasing shadows in the wind
pushing back against the tide
You can run and hide
waiting for relentless darkness to rescind
Dig yourself a fallout shelter
stacked with twenty thousand tins of magic beans
Dissect every word that’s ever spoken
still not knowing what they mean
Live in total isolation
let your mind go round and round
Keep asking those same questions
to which no resolution can be found
Make a monument to madness
sacrifice your hope and dreams ...
#TruthOfLife
35 reads
0 Comments
Villev
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 2:10pm
5th Mar 2025 2:10pm
White Waters
The thrill of the journey is an adventure with no destination
An expedition on the wild river uncharted
Meandering in a steady rush
Through the breeze and forest trees
Into the calmness of still water
And sunshine
Awaiting
Beneath skies of azure
And
Puffy white clouds
Of daydreams
Turning into night dreams
In the fantastic canopy
Of dreamy twlight hues
Dimming slow
As the moon, planets
and stars begin to glow
“Life itself is beautiful, you just have to live it in order to be happy.”
An expedition on the wild river uncharted
Meandering in a steady rush
Through the breeze and forest trees
Into the calmness of still water
And sunshine
Awaiting
Beneath skies of azure
And
Puffy white clouds
Of daydreams
Turning into night dreams
In the fantastic canopy
Of dreamy twlight hues
Dimming slow
As the moon, planets
and stars begin to glow
“Life itself is beautiful, you just have to live it in order to be happy.”
#nature
#TruthOfLife
38 reads
0 Comments
BlkLyrycE
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 9:52am
8th Mar 2025 9:52am
What Now?
After tonight nothing will be the same,
We’ll part ways with stories that will never be shared.
Experiences that may possibly develop into feelings.
And friendships that may have to be redefined.
My expectations weren’t as specific as I thought.
Lines were blurred to the point where they were no longer there.
I didn’t understand the assignment.
The point of this game
I am just now realizing that it was not about her.
It was all about me…
I walked blindly into the situation
Disregarded the signs and went on ahead and gave myself. ...
We’ll part ways with stories that will never be shared.
Experiences that may possibly develop into feelings.
And friendships that may have to be redefined.
My expectations weren’t as specific as I thought.
Lines were blurred to the point where they were no longer there.
I didn’t understand the assignment.
The point of this game
I am just now realizing that it was not about her.
It was all about me…
I walked blindly into the situation
Disregarded the signs and went on ahead and gave myself. ...
#relationships
#TruthOfLife
39 reads
0 Comments
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