Truth Of Life by Top Critiquers Poems
#TruthOfLife
truth of life by top critiquers poems. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2021 10:56pm
23rd Nov 2021 10:56pm
Picked and Sipped
glistening skin under tropical skies.
heat in the extreme hitting the day
whispers of breeze gone from air
escaping the humidity and heat
of the mid-day sun
hands busy dancing from twigs to sprigs
harvesting little knobs of coffee fruits
fast and furious they're dumped into buckets
to be de-skinned and dried in the sun
sweaty brows and sun-kissed cheeks
weary hands and tired shoulders
she carried full buckets to the shelter
wishing she was somewhere else
sipping java
under coloured awnings ...
heat in the extreme hitting the day
whispers of breeze gone from air
escaping the humidity and heat
of the mid-day sun
hands busy dancing from twigs to sprigs
harvesting little knobs of coffee fruits
fast and furious they're dumped into buckets
to be de-skinned and dried in the sun
sweaty brows and sun-kissed cheeks
weary hands and tired shoulders
she carried full buckets to the shelter
wishing she was somewhere else
sipping java
under coloured awnings ...
#TruthOfLife
323 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 2:33am
16th Apr 2024 2:33am
Be Yourself
It’s a question that is as old as time
Do we want fit in or do we wish to stand out?
It’s that ancient dilemma that has plagued many
Conformity versus authenticity
Should we speak our truth?
Or do we silence our voice to please others?
Being true to ourselves
Should gain the respect of other people
So long as we are honest, humble and diligent
For in the genuine and sincere interaction with others
There will be a connection
A meeting of the minds if you will
That will show our uniqueness
65 Unique
93 Total
Do we want fit in or do we wish to stand out?
It’s that ancient dilemma that has plagued many
Conformity versus authenticity
Should we speak our truth?
Or do we silence our voice to please others?
Being true to ourselves
Should gain the respect of other people
So long as we are honest, humble and diligent
For in the genuine and sincere interaction with others
There will be a connection
A meeting of the minds if you will
That will show our uniqueness
65 Unique
93 Total
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#NaPoWriMo2024
46 reads
1 Comment
Ahavati
Poem Published
16th May 2021 4:10pm
16th May 2021 4:10pm
To You Who Perceive I am Your Enemy:
I got you, regardless
Just as the Universe
has my back; I've got yours
Because these feelings—
this misperception you possess
that I am your sworn enemy
is a false narrative you're being fed
by the thoughts in your head
trying to control the environment
We are all individuals, bridged
as intricate, threadlike mycelium
of fungi forming vast
underground networks
connecting various life-forms
into one planetary kingdom
of internet, storing vast amounts
of mainframe information
...
Just as the Universe
has my back; I've got yours
Because these feelings—
this misperception you possess
that I am your sworn enemy
is a false narrative you're being fed
by the thoughts in your head
trying to control the environment
We are all individuals, bridged
as intricate, threadlike mycelium
of fungi forming vast
underground networks
connecting various life-forms
into one planetary kingdom
of internet, storing vast amounts
of mainframe information
...
#love
#family
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
#wisdom
905 reads
27 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
8th Sep 2023 7:52pm
8th Sep 2023 7:52pm
OH NO
You heard what they said about me
And now you don’t want to play with me, oh no
But tell me, who decides who’s smart or stupid
Where’s my love at and where’s Cupid, oh no
You’re starting to see what they see
And they don’t see you being with me, oh no
Did Eros bless my clothes and hair
To keep your love Boo I don’t care, oh no
Fucking ragged as a pauper with dreads all rolled up
They’re telling you that I’m stinking but I don’t give a fuck, oh no
You know Hygieia refused to stop by here
I would love you without shame or feel...
And now you don’t want to play with me, oh no
But tell me, who decides who’s smart or stupid
Where’s my love at and where’s Cupid, oh no
You’re starting to see what they see
And they don’t see you being with me, oh no
Did Eros bless my clothes and hair
To keep your love Boo I don’t care, oh no
Fucking ragged as a pauper with dreads all rolled up
They’re telling you that I’m stinking but I don’t give a fuck, oh no
You know Hygieia refused to stop by here
I would love you without shame or feel...
#love
#betrayal
#TruthOfLife
270 reads
16 Comments
Phantom2426
Poem Published
31st May 2023 1:34am
31st May 2023 1:34am
Musicians Dreams
My favorite musician
is Pink because
she tells it like it is
She doesn't
sugar-coat shit
she's who she
wants to be
She is misunderstood
To everyone tell
it like it is
be who you
want to be
So let's get
this party
started right
is Pink because
she tells it like it is
She doesn't
sugar-coat shit
she's who she
wants to be
She is misunderstood
To everyone tell
it like it is
be who you
want to be
So let's get
this party
started right
#women
#men
#dreams
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
246 reads
13 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 3:20pm
1st Apr 2024 3:20pm
Res Publica
I've seen the moon by mountain top
and from the glens and dells,
and through the yeasted barley crop
my Irish vice compels.
So either way my life was lit
in plenitude of gold
as if I were a slave to it
from bardic times of old.
And thus I think I would forgive
those folks who think it odd
that some among us choose to live
as if there were no god.
But god or not, it's not for me,
to bitch about the things
which bring more gold for me to see...
than rights divine by kings!
and from the glens and dells,
and through the yeasted barley crop
my Irish vice compels.
So either way my life was lit
in plenitude of gold
as if I were a slave to it
from bardic times of old.
And thus I think I would forgive
those folks who think it odd
that some among us choose to live
as if there were no god.
But god or not, it's not for me,
to bitch about the things
which bring more gold for me to see...
than rights divine by kings!
#politics
#peace
#TruthOfLife #inequality
#TruthOfLife #inequality
74 reads
2 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
26th Feb 2024 7:49pm
26th Feb 2024 7:49pm
Circus Crazy
Circus crazy,
Monkey dresses,
Disposed hungry,
Owing senses.
Ignorance feeds,
Token standing,
Equal balance,
Showmen planning.
Under event,
Intent covers,
Science answers,
Mortal lovers.
Nature's expanse,
Clayman risen,
Without fathers,
Sexes image.
Straightened spinal,
Earthen travel,
Henceforth worship,
Cosmic gavel.
Fateful dancing,
Chances inquire,
Boxes open,
Purposed desire.
Carnal upon,
Feeling destined,
Fleshly obscure, ...
Monkey dresses,
Disposed hungry,
Owing senses.
Ignorance feeds,
Token standing,
Equal balance,
Showmen planning.
Under event,
Intent covers,
Science answers,
Mortal lovers.
Nature's expanse,
Clayman risen,
Without fathers,
Sexes image.
Straightened spinal,
Earthen travel,
Henceforth worship,
Cosmic gavel.
Fateful dancing,
Chances inquire,
Boxes open,
Purposed desire.
Carnal upon,
Feeling destined,
Fleshly obscure, ...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
103 reads
2 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 8:02am
17th Apr 2024 8:02am
Exploring
During the night
I travel my dreams
Within my dreams
I search for my soul
Whilst exploring my soul
I experience reality
From reality
To realness
Through dissecting my mind
I sense my body
Interacting with body
Brings me to life
In life we live our dreams
If we’re so lucky
Or if we so choose
By our choosing
We make conscious decisions
Within decisions
Lies a whole world
Lest we stop exploring
Lest we forget whence we came from
The who, what, when,...
I travel my dreams
Within my dreams
I search for my soul
Whilst exploring my soul
I experience reality
From reality
To realness
Through dissecting my mind
I sense my body
Interacting with body
Brings me to life
In life we live our dreams
If we’re so lucky
Or if we so choose
By our choosing
We make conscious decisions
Within decisions
Lies a whole world
Lest we stop exploring
Lest we forget whence we came from
The who, what, when,...
#dreams
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
#NaPoWriMo2024
62 reads
3 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 5:06am
16th Apr 2024 5:06am
Solar Shift
In the comfort of society’s arms, I tasted the sensations of paradise amuse
Concealed of its wraith, promise the world would get better of its reminisce dues
Souls in the calling of night given angelic wings
Things are not always as they appear on earth when the cold wind stings
Destruction of your temple echoes the disparage of the mind when the heart sings
True love of Mother Earth’s cloak brings the trinity of life, death, and resurrection to human beings
A warm veil shelters within life, when self-comfort is lost...
Concealed of its wraith, promise the world would get better of its reminisce dues
Souls in the calling of night given angelic wings
Things are not always as they appear on earth when the cold wind stings
Destruction of your temple echoes the disparage of the mind when the heart sings
True love of Mother Earth’s cloak brings the trinity of life, death, and resurrection to human beings
A warm veil shelters within life, when self-comfort is lost...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
144 reads
2 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 1:04pm
2nd Apr 2024 1:04pm
Love > Fear
And what, please tell me, is actually important?
A tangible task would make me
much
more
comfortable.
Is it
to know the names of the birds on my morning walk,
notice the springing up of crocuses
(purple hope in a season of mud)
and to rejoice in the sunrise on my face?
After all,
I am an insignificant speck –
surely this is all that can be expected of me
as I drift, unattached,
through my brief moment in the universe.
live, laugh, love….
Or is it
to...
A tangible task would make me
much
more
comfortable.
Is it
to know the names of the birds on my morning walk,
notice the springing up of crocuses
(purple hope in a season of mud)
and to rejoice in the sunrise on my face?
After all,
I am an insignificant speck –
surely this is all that can be expected of me
as I drift, unattached,
through my brief moment in the universe.
live, laugh, love….
Or is it
to...
#love
#faith
#TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2024
73 reads
8 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2023 6:00pm
3rd Nov 2023 6:00pm
Ice Scraper....
The little things of life,
are the Mosaic of Eternity.
Crookedly laid, obliquely marked.
Random puzzles are roughly fitted.
Eternal truths look like dogmas.
It will endure and sweeten, or else.
There is a time for every moment.
Everything that is not given will become desires.
Puzzles will be put together with gravestones.
The little things of life hold the pieces together.
Someone with a rose, someone with a club.
Crookedness is straightened, truth is crooked,
and in Eternity they will draw closer -
to each other by signs of...
are the Mosaic of Eternity.
Crookedly laid, obliquely marked.
Random puzzles are roughly fitted.
Eternal truths look like dogmas.
It will endure and sweeten, or else.
There is a time for every moment.
Everything that is not given will become desires.
Puzzles will be put together with gravestones.
The little things of life hold the pieces together.
Someone with a rose, someone with a club.
Crookedness is straightened, truth is crooked,
and in Eternity they will draw closer -
to each other by signs of...
#relationships
#conflict
#TruthOfLife #SelfDiscovery
#TruthOfLife #SelfDiscovery
439 reads
36 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
27th Nov 2023 3:26am
27th Nov 2023 3:26am
You Get What You Ask for
I remember the days of knotted shoestrings
and the clothes tumbling in the dryer.
The many nights of hearing Mama crying.
The old coal furnace gave up the ghost
and Dad had to borrow money to repair it.
My sister fell on a thumbtack and now can't see
but a shadow before her eyes.
I remember when it was safe to walk the streets
and churches never locked the door.
Now people don't even know who their neighbors are.
People spend a lot of money on Smartphones but
don't where their kids are, much less care.
Kids have no...
and the clothes tumbling in the dryer.
The many nights of hearing Mama crying.
The old coal furnace gave up the ghost
and Dad had to borrow money to repair it.
My sister fell on a thumbtack and now can't see
but a shadow before her eyes.
I remember when it was safe to walk the streets
and churches never locked the door.
Now people don't even know who their neighbors are.
People spend a lot of money on Smartphones but
don't where their kids are, much less care.
Kids have no...
#TruthOfLife
108 reads
2 Comments
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