Long Truth Of Life Poems
#TruthOfLife
Long truth of life poems. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Wordsmith
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 5:10pm
11th Apr 2025 5:10pm
Wake Up
Wake up; there's no warmth in the morning
Wake up; just the cold on my skin
No love; just the echoes of the silence
No hand ever reaching within
Wake up; is there anyone who's listening?
Wake up; I’ve been crying without sound
Oh love; I have begged beneath the ruins
Still no soul is ever around
Alone; alone... no one’s coming
Alone; alone... just the rain
Alone; alone.... can you hear it?
The sound of a world gone vain.
Wake up; see the riches getting richer
Wake up; while we’re sleeping in pain
No love;...
Wake up; just the cold on my skin
No love; just the echoes of the silence
No hand ever reaching within
Wake up; is there anyone who's listening?
Wake up; I’ve been crying without sound
Oh love; I have begged beneath the ruins
Still no soul is ever around
Alone; alone... no one’s coming
Alone; alone... just the rain
Alone; alone.... can you hear it?
The sound of a world gone vain.
Wake up; see the riches getting richer
Wake up; while we’re sleeping in pain
No love;...
#HumanRights
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#motivational
#TruthOfLife
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 8:28pm
8th Apr 2025 8:28pm
~the dramance of an extraordinary night
https://youtu.be/J89EqPyZx54?feature=shared
neither dark nor light.. a hazy
shadowy silhouetted full-moon night
of a still budding nascence .. as
if a no-moon twilight zone..
descends down
in a swarming~ echoing army
of half-hollowed arrows.. almost
puncturing midway as it
touches down.. although
lopsided, in no accuracies
to her the dreamy veiled
Earth.. in an endless swirl ...
neither dark nor light.. a hazy
shadowy silhouetted full-moon night
of a still budding nascence .. as
if a no-moon twilight zone..
descends down
in a swarming~ echoing army
of half-hollowed arrows.. almost
puncturing midway as it
touches down.. although
lopsided, in no accuracies
to her the dreamy veiled
Earth.. in an endless swirl ...
#love
#lover
#night
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
61 reads
5 Comments
Trome
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2025 2:10am
23rd Mar 2025 2:10am
Between you and Your f**king Period
#honesty
#TruthOfLife
#women
176 reads
5 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 11:43pm
22nd Mar 2025 11:43pm
New Moons
Sometimes I just can't spell things out
Knowing how I feel, words get lost
Lose their way, like my thoughts
I'm not where I want to be
Feeling Alamo surrounded
In some broken down cul-de-sac of the American dream
"Dead end," another way said
Cookie cutter suburbia "drink the koolaid" same
Least it ain't the city
Just this side of hell
A poet warrior who wars no more
Adrift in sea of meaningless words
Thin's the veil but the curtains closed
I reach for up, for you, for out
But...
Knowing how I feel, words get lost
Lose their way, like my thoughts
I'm not where I want to be
Feeling Alamo surrounded
In some broken down cul-de-sac of the American dream
"Dead end," another way said
Cookie cutter suburbia "drink the koolaid" same
Least it ain't the city
Just this side of hell
A poet warrior who wars no more
Adrift in sea of meaningless words
Thin's the veil but the curtains closed
I reach for up, for you, for out
But...
#escape
#love
#TruthOfLife
128 reads
10 Comments
Trome
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 4:54am
16th Mar 2025 4:54am
HOME ALONE approximately
#honesty
#TruthOfLife
#women
164 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 10:08pm
13th Mar 2025 10:08pm
Early Morning Blues
Thursday. 8:11 AM
2 hours into my day at work.
What a drag
I’m surrounded by these bland grey walls that are about 6 ft high
There dusty and in need of cleaning
Fucking gross
Are they to protect me from the outsiders?
Are they to protect others from me?
Are they listening to my thoughts or when I speak?
Probably
All I know is that my creativity is being sucked away from this isolated location
It’s horrible
In addition, knowing that the one poetry website I could rely on is disappearing in a few weeks
I don't...
2 hours into my day at work.
What a drag
I’m surrounded by these bland grey walls that are about 6 ft high
There dusty and in need of cleaning
Fucking gross
Are they to protect me from the outsiders?
Are they to protect others from me?
Are they listening to my thoughts or when I speak?
Probably
All I know is that my creativity is being sucked away from this isolated location
It’s horrible
In addition, knowing that the one poetry website I could rely on is disappearing in a few weeks
I don't...
#anger
#boredom
#job
#nonfiction
#TruthOfLife
94 reads
8 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 10:39pm
8th Mar 2025 10:39pm
A Toast To Time And Self Empowering
Just stopping through on a Saturday, the Sabath Day, in my culture, and I am fasting, due in part to Ramadan, and for all Christians who are celebrating, Lent, my spiritual incantation(s), to advice you, may peace, find, you as it cradles and keep you.
I would like to wish everyone a consecrated day and it is early March, wow...time is progressing. Spring is almost upon us can you believe kids will be heading to Spring Break, some parent(s) will be ushering their child/children to collage for the first time during the incoming Spring semester.
It makes me think back to...
I would like to wish everyone a consecrated day and it is early March, wow...time is progressing. Spring is almost upon us can you believe kids will be heading to Spring Break, some parent(s) will be ushering their child/children to collage for the first time during the incoming Spring semester.
It makes me think back to...
#MentalHealth
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
208 reads
4 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 00:31am
6th Mar 2025 00:31am
IRONIC ISNT IT
Sometimes Irony and Murphy’s Law
lend to each other.
The blind man leads the deaf man,
they debate honest politics
one can’t see, the other can’t hear,
while they are nicely seated
at the corners of the round table,
which has no corners but still divides.
The preacher damns the sinners
between paid confessions and rented beds,
his sermon reeks of whiskey and perfume.
He calls it redemption; she calls it a Tuesday.
The poet bleeds words,
the painter stains canvas,
the whore does both, but she’s still...
lend to each other.
The blind man leads the deaf man,
they debate honest politics
one can’t see, the other can’t hear,
while they are nicely seated
at the corners of the round table,
which has no corners but still divides.
The preacher damns the sinners
between paid confessions and rented beds,
his sermon reeks of whiskey and perfume.
He calls it redemption; she calls it a Tuesday.
The poet bleeds words,
the painter stains canvas,
the whore does both, but she’s still...
#funny
#satirical
#TruthOfLife
112 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 5:35pm
5th Mar 2025 5:35pm
The Soft Breeze To Your Kindred Intellect
You ventured inside my inner sanctuary unto the rise of the Sun
Where blind passion, whispered to your cognitive thinking, is now undone
To deny the falsehood of my lineage and the truth of my need
I am the prophetess of past, present when hearts, minds, written in fables embedded on sacred scrolls when whips made skin bleed
What good is knowledge in the temple of honesty when the division of tongues cuts its roots
Branches have ancient narratives twined in its beautiful mysteries, the history of its truth ...
Where blind passion, whispered to your cognitive thinking, is now undone
To deny the falsehood of my lineage and the truth of my need
I am the prophetess of past, present when hearts, minds, written in fables embedded on sacred scrolls when whips made skin bleed
What good is knowledge in the temple of honesty when the division of tongues cuts its roots
Branches have ancient narratives twined in its beautiful mysteries, the history of its truth ...
#moon
#philosophical
#sun
#TruthOfLife
#water
170 reads
3 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 7:32pm
21st Feb 2025 7:32pm
“The Soothing Of My Twilight Sacred Oil”
We stand as earthly enigmas, the Children of the Sun, unsolved mental puzzles, a maze through divinity’s reprieve
My heart fortified for the benevolence as I bow until the Yoruba Goddess Yemaya, Goddess Oya, upon the world for which the sea and the wind unto humanity flows, knowledge is power, and wisdom is gold, rise your staff as you come to believe
Words of comfort in who you see never to deceive
Blessed by thy presence thy will shall be done
Given by the Father sanctioned by the resurrection and the...
My heart fortified for the benevolence as I bow until the Yoruba Goddess Yemaya, Goddess Oya, upon the world for which the sea and the wind unto humanity flows, knowledge is power, and wisdom is gold, rise your staff as you come to believe
Words of comfort in who you see never to deceive
Blessed by thy presence thy will shall be done
Given by the Father sanctioned by the resurrection and the...
#philosophical
#spiritual
#sun
#TruthOfLife
#water
202 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 3:34am
18th Feb 2025 3:34am
Winter Solstice
So many young lives I have been a Nightingale unto, nursing wicked choices
Trying to find that beautiful spark in the dark, somewhat opened eyes, bathed in stone hearts, give rises to maddening voices
Changed in the matter of moments with treating the elements of a torn soul
In the cradle of time my pouring streams never cease its universal flow
It patrols on within the depths by my Creator, blessed on the current where it softly consoles
Regrets confessed from mouths, praying, hoping, humanity needing to be reassured lifespan will get...
Trying to find that beautiful spark in the dark, somewhat opened eyes, bathed in stone hearts, give rises to maddening voices
Changed in the matter of moments with treating the elements of a torn soul
In the cradle of time my pouring streams never cease its universal flow
It patrols on within the depths by my Creator, blessed on the current where it softly consoles
Regrets confessed from mouths, praying, hoping, humanity needing to be reassured lifespan will get...
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
#wisdom
#sun
#water
179 reads
4 Comments
MrBlack
Mr Black
Mr Black
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 6:20pm
16th Feb 2025 6:20pm
I can't Sleep
#honesty
#LifeStruggles
#politics #TruthOfLife
#politics #TruthOfLife
117 reads
6 Comments
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