Least Read Poems About Writing Poetry
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Ljdynamic
Poem Published
28th Dec 2023 11:58am
28th Dec 2023 11:58am
Sagrado
With her feet firm,
she stands resolute,
absolutely captivating
as she radiates,
creating a visible aura
of defense.
Intensity is so high
some are left blinded.
The open-minded
could see her glory.
Stories told
of ethereal glow
showed no justice
to her presence.
Sense the strength
in her divine grace.
Lacing my hands together
in prayer.
Scared straight
into believing,
leaving faith imprinted
on my soul.
she stands resolute,
absolutely captivating
as she radiates,
creating a visible aura
of defense.
Intensity is so high
some are left blinded.
The open-minded
could see her glory.
Stories told
of ethereal glow
showed no justice
to her presence.
Sense the strength
in her divine grace.
Lacing my hands together
in prayer.
Scared straight
into believing,
leaving faith imprinted
on my soul.
#hope
#spiritual
#WritingPoetry
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 5:04am
28th Nov 2024 5:04am
Heart of Darkness
The poet grips his pen,
its weight a tether to something unseen,
something clawing inside him.
He wants to write of love,
of soft births and the tender glow of dawn.
He wants to summon angels,
their wings brushing away the silence.
But his hand silently rebels.
It moves, driven by the pull of his heart,
that traitorous vessel,
and spills ink like fallen blood
dark, thick, unrelenting.
It writes not of hope,
but of shadows that stretch and swallow, consume
of demons that smirk in the margins,
of decay creeping...
its weight a tether to something unseen,
something clawing inside him.
He wants to write of love,
of soft births and the tender glow of dawn.
He wants to summon angels,
their wings brushing away the silence.
But his hand silently rebels.
It moves, driven by the pull of his heart,
that traitorous vessel,
and spills ink like fallen blood
dark, thick, unrelenting.
It writes not of hope,
but of shadows that stretch and swallow, consume
of demons that smirk in the margins,
of decay creeping...
#philosophical
#WritingPoetry
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missjem56
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 6:33pm
29th Dec 2024 6:33pm
Tattooed Words
Mercurial
ink
The
scribe
describes
the
scribbler
Squalls
amongst
the
scrawls
by Jemia
ink
The
scribe
describes
the
scribbler
Squalls
amongst
the
scrawls
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
#PowerOfWords #WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #WritingPoetry
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Ljdynamic
Poem Published
9th Apr 2022 5:00pm
9th Apr 2022 5:00pm
Murmurs
My voice carried
a melodious sound,
and traveled
without verbal reserves.
At this point,
you found yourself abound
with a curiosity
to get what you deserve.
Went through the motions,
beyond the splash.
Searched for the comfort of my arms
as you held your breath,
you began to thrash.
Still, you arrive here blindly
in love with my charm.
As you feel your moments end,
my echo begins to intensify.
You realize it is too late
though every second is counting.
The pressure builds,
and you cannot cry ...
a melodious sound,
and traveled
without verbal reserves.
At this point,
you found yourself abound
with a curiosity
to get what you deserve.
Went through the motions,
beyond the splash.
Searched for the comfort of my arms
as you held your breath,
you began to thrash.
Still, you arrive here blindly
in love with my charm.
As you feel your moments end,
my echo begins to intensify.
You realize it is too late
though every second is counting.
The pressure builds,
and you cannot cry ...
#WritingPoetry
#dark
#NaPoWriMo2022
33 reads
7 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
27th Feb 2023 10:26am
27th Feb 2023 10:26am
Hemorrhaging
There she lies in hemostasis.
Abyss calling her to surrender.
Rendered useless by her beloved.
Shredded heart, now she is in a balance.
Commence coagulation.
Stations need to be manned.
Unplanned attack but ready.
Steady on the primary.
Hairy outcome if not triggered.
Vigor in her allows for vasoconstriction.
Conviction as the flow of life redirects.
Connecting, allowing platelet adhesion.
Lesions begin to repair.
Despair still draws, for we need secondary.
Every moment matters.
Shattering aggregation...
Abyss calling her to surrender.
Rendered useless by her beloved.
Shredded heart, now she is in a balance.
Commence coagulation.
Stations need to be manned.
Unplanned attack but ready.
Steady on the primary.
Hairy outcome if not triggered.
Vigor in her allows for vasoconstriction.
Conviction as the flow of life redirects.
Connecting, allowing platelet adhesion.
Lesions begin to repair.
Despair still draws, for we need secondary.
Every moment matters.
Shattering aggregation...
#heartbroken
#rhyming
#WritingPoetry #revenge
#WritingPoetry #revenge
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
16th Sep 2024 8:39pm
16th Sep 2024 8:39pm
0 - Unfinished poetry 3
The Endless Poem : Part
It’s dark here inside my mind.
I hope you don’t mind that I pass the time with an endless rhyme,
That has no rhythm, no meaning or plot.
It’s just that I’ve got this bug inside me that forces me to jot,
Down any thought or feeling that enters my head
And before I am dead I should positively attest
That I tried my best only when writing a rhyme,
Because it gives me much pleasure and I guess that is why,
I’m writing again, no beginning middle or end,
Just forget me nots, to cover the dot dot dots. ...
It’s dark here inside my mind.
I hope you don’t mind that I pass the time with an endless rhyme,
That has no rhythm, no meaning or plot.
It’s just that I’ve got this bug inside me that forces me to jot,
Down any thought or feeling that enters my head
And before I am dead I should positively attest
That I tried my best only when writing a rhyme,
Because it gives me much pleasure and I guess that is why,
I’m writing again, no beginning middle or end,
Just forget me nots, to cover the dot dot dots. ...
#WritingPoetry
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
17th Sep 2024 8:15pm
17th Sep 2024 8:15pm
0 - Unfinished poetry 8
Ink
I write in ink, it can’t be changed.
Love it or hate it, you can take it away,
But it can’t be erased, once done never ended.
I have no pretended, only God’s honest truth.
I wrote a thousand, don’t recall a change.
Just page after page of peace, love and rage.
The struggle continues and still I rise...
Thank you Maya, again and a pain,
Is just another reason to write in blood.
Do only good, but do it well.
Oh what the Hell, do it good, bad or ugly.
Just do it til you can’t, your words are free.
They...
I write in ink, it can’t be changed.
Love it or hate it, you can take it away,
But it can’t be erased, once done never ended.
I have no pretended, only God’s honest truth.
I wrote a thousand, don’t recall a change.
Just page after page of peace, love and rage.
The struggle continues and still I rise...
Thank you Maya, again and a pain,
Is just another reason to write in blood.
Do only good, but do it well.
Oh what the Hell, do it good, bad or ugly.
Just do it til you can’t, your words are free.
They...
#WritingPoetry
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 00:03am
13th Dec 2024 00:03am
Real Poetry ...
Verse ineffable,
Exsanguinating whispers,
Profundity burns.
Exsanguinating whispers,
Profundity burns.
#WritingPoetry
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 00:14am
27th Nov 2024 00:14am
The Poets Dilemma
What right have poets to beseech truth from poetry’s veil?
Is it not a fragile whisper, fleeting amidst the maelstrom,
A reverie crafted from ink, meant to capture what the eye can’t hail,
Yet clutched by hands yearning for warmth, for something whole?
Why do we demand the words to unveil light in a world sewn in obsidian,
As though mere script could dispel the suffocating gloom?
Is it not the prerogative of stars or the sun's blazing minion,
To rend the dark, to chase away what makes the heart assume?
How can mere glyphs, strung in their...
Is it not a fragile whisper, fleeting amidst the maelstrom,
A reverie crafted from ink, meant to capture what the eye can’t hail,
Yet clutched by hands yearning for warmth, for something whole?
Why do we demand the words to unveil light in a world sewn in obsidian,
As though mere script could dispel the suffocating gloom?
Is it not the prerogative of stars or the sun's blazing minion,
To rend the dark, to chase away what makes the heart assume?
How can mere glyphs, strung in their...
#philosophical
#WritingPoetry
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Ljdynamic
Poem Published
14th Feb 2022 8:22am
14th Feb 2022 8:22am
Synthesis
Believing that you swoop around me,
drowning me in your cosmic;
I will parade toleration
for this madness you inflict.
Spinning favorably so my war wounds lash away
in places I keep hidden.
Pirouettes around it, it romances you;
I dance through parts forbidden.
Thriving in the unbeknownst,
up, around, through, and through.
Avoiding ripples; quietly tethering,
weaving myself into you.
I pull the ropes that bind,
and you lose all hope.
Constellations guide you;
my stars collide with your kaleidoscope.
Recall this...
drowning me in your cosmic;
I will parade toleration
for this madness you inflict.
Spinning favorably so my war wounds lash away
in places I keep hidden.
Pirouettes around it, it romances you;
I dance through parts forbidden.
Thriving in the unbeknownst,
up, around, through, and through.
Avoiding ripples; quietly tethering,
weaving myself into you.
I pull the ropes that bind,
and you lose all hope.
Constellations guide you;
my stars collide with your kaleidoscope.
Recall this...
#love
#dark
#relationships #WritingPoetry
#relationships #WritingPoetry
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 8:28pm
11th Nov 2024 8:28pm
0 - Unfinished poetry 46
Tiger Style
I have a poetic licence,
To write my truth,
In Metaphor.
(C)2024 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
I have a poetic licence,
To write my truth,
In Metaphor.
(C)2024 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#WritingPoetry
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 9:20pm
18th Jan 2025 9:20pm
Stretches across borderlines
How did we get here in this moment in time when the good shall verses the evil forces, that are hell bent willing to destroy this country, over power and corruption something that has no weight when it's about human life. BUT yet it will leave behind, trails of blood stains that stretches, for miles across our borderlines. But instead we are going through some rough times. 😭 THAT by the grace of God Almighty a blessing is on the horizon, that will bring the world. 🌎 Back from the belly of the war hogs setting the stages for world war 3 😠 But instead it comes as a...
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
#PowerOfWords
#StreamOfConsciousness
#WritingPoetry
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