Poems About Acceptance Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about acceptance seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
AprylNovember
a. r. m.
a. r. m.
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 5:50pm
2nd Sep 2024 5:50pm
Where way way down
Way way down low.
Where the broken go.
Weight keeps still and whole.
While it heals the soul.
The soul my soul
And your's.
The fragile strangled strength.
Absent light. Void ego.
Right in the front.
Maddened drove to hunt.
Pouring down a torrent.
Solutions rain repellent.
This is not a sting.
This is pain.
This is not a thief.
This, I let this in.
Paralysis so warm.
Blackness pitch control.
Way way down I go.
Grant consent a mended soul.
Dreaming to...
Where the broken go.
Weight keeps still and whole.
While it heals the soul.
The soul my soul
And your's.
The fragile strangled strength.
Absent light. Void ego.
Right in the front.
Maddened drove to hunt.
Pouring down a torrent.
Solutions rain repellent.
This is not a sting.
This is pain.
This is not a thief.
This, I let this in.
Paralysis so warm.
Blackness pitch control.
Way way down I go.
Grant consent a mended soul.
Dreaming to...
#acceptance
#healing
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1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 9:30pm
26th Aug 2024 9:30pm
She never listened to anybody
This was around the time I was 8 or 9 years old.
I was in the 3rd grade.
The teacher's aid always told her and the rest of us not to stand up on the swing.
She always did it anyway.
She never listened to anybody.
I heard she had a terrible upbringing.
She was beaten by her mother for being mischievous and defiant.
Her father would come home when he wanted to.
He was a traveling salesman.
Supposedly he had two mistresses, with families in Texas & Virginia.
I hated her guts because she always used to chase me home from school, pull my hair...
I was in the 3rd grade.
The teacher's aid always told her and the rest of us not to stand up on the swing.
She always did it anyway.
She never listened to anybody.
I heard she had a terrible upbringing.
She was beaten by her mother for being mischievous and defiant.
Her father would come home when he wanted to.
He was a traveling salesman.
Supposedly he had two mistresses, with families in Texas & Virginia.
I hated her guts because she always used to chase me home from school, pull my hair...
#acceptance
#childhood
#funny
#nonfiction
#school
161 reads
8 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Aug 2024 4:09pm
13th Aug 2024 4:09pm
Live and Learn
The psyche is a lightning thing
and flesh burns like a tree
within the maelstrom where we sing
of sad mortality.
The soul is an experiment
like lab rats testing pain
and never mind the detriment
done to the heart and brain.
And in this hell we must make do
with less than what we want
spinning tribulation anew
as something like a jaunt...
where lessons learned along the way
are how the fears allay.
and flesh burns like a tree
within the maelstrom where we sing
of sad mortality.
The soul is an experiment
like lab rats testing pain
and never mind the detriment
done to the heart and brain.
And in this hell we must make do
with less than what we want
spinning tribulation anew
as something like a jaunt...
where lessons learned along the way
are how the fears allay.
#acceptance
137 reads
7 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
11th Aug 2024 12:21pm
11th Aug 2024 12:21pm
Eradicate the panic
Jack is a salesman. A man who knows his craft. He's cunning, shrewd and eager to make money. He's been in this line of work for over 25 years. Jack and his ex-wife had a daughter named Amber. He lost contact with Amber after the divorce, which is going on 20 years now. One of Jack's biggest fears is flying. Helicopter, Airplane, Jet, it doesn't matter. No flying! He's been on a jet once in his life. The one time was as a child (which is where the fear began). When his ex-wife divorced Jack, which was due to his neglect of his family, he decided to move to Los Angeles California. There Jack...
#acceptance
#fear
#fiction
#hope
#love
118 reads
2 Comments
PiecesofEmotions
P.o.E
P.o.E
Poem Published
6th Aug 2024 1:01pm
6th Aug 2024 1:01pm
Man that I know
Theres a man
That I know
has the hardest time
Doing what he's told
Or listening to
what he knows
Can't seem to
Find A receipt
for the soul
that he sold
Theres a man
That i know
Cant catch a break
Hoping for a rainbow
Never catching sight
of that pile of gold
it's gonna take
To buy back his soul
Why wont he change,
Spread his wings and fly
fly up and away
Away from
all of his pain
Nothing
is all hes got to show ...
That I know
has the hardest time
Doing what he's told
Or listening to
what he knows
Can't seem to
Find A receipt
for the soul
that he sold
Theres a man
That i know
Cant catch a break
Hoping for a rainbow
Never catching sight
of that pile of gold
it's gonna take
To buy back his soul
Why wont he change,
Spread his wings and fly
fly up and away
Away from
all of his pain
Nothing
is all hes got to show ...
#acceptance
#SelfReflection
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0 Comments
IanakaOlTexas
Poem Published
28th Jul 2024 6:48pm
28th Jul 2024 6:48pm
Revelation
I've got a feeling in mind
Everything is alright
I might see falling skies
At least it'll rain for sometime
I've got a feeling in heart
That nothing is a fresh start
Past ain't ever that far
Nor the lessons we've learned
I feel it in my bones
This world can't be my home
It's just a fling that comes
wherever I may roam
I feel it in my soul
It might just be my time to go
But I really don't know
If I'll give up or say no
I feel it in my mind
Everything is alright
I might see...
Everything is alright
I might see falling skies
At least it'll rain for sometime
I've got a feeling in heart
That nothing is a fresh start
Past ain't ever that far
Nor the lessons we've learned
I feel it in my bones
This world can't be my home
It's just a fling that comes
wherever I may roam
I feel it in my soul
It might just be my time to go
But I really don't know
If I'll give up or say no
I feel it in my mind
Everything is alright
I might see...
#acceptance
149 reads
2 Comments
DarkPassion
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2024 3:28pm
23rd Jul 2024 3:28pm
United Survivors
I’m growing into my glow.
You know, the won that dazzles, gleams, and “Sparkles”
When I was younger My mama taught me to play marbles.
As I gracefully marvel, at a vision of a transformed tomorrow.
What we call time, I say borrow.
Cleansing it all, healing through the sorrow.
As I listen it is eye
For who designed this brilliance to speed high this way.
A high wave that bonds us together. Turmoil is symbolic in generic weather.
Creating technology is numeric frequent sea.
That yew reflect in me.
Flow with me take breaths and create...
You know, the won that dazzles, gleams, and “Sparkles”
When I was younger My mama taught me to play marbles.
As I gracefully marvel, at a vision of a transformed tomorrow.
What we call time, I say borrow.
Cleansing it all, healing through the sorrow.
As I listen it is eye
For who designed this brilliance to speed high this way.
A high wave that bonds us together. Turmoil is symbolic in generic weather.
Creating technology is numeric frequent sea.
That yew reflect in me.
Flow with me take breaths and create...
#acceptance
#identity
#mirror
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
189 reads
4 Comments
copingwithwords__
Poem Published
20th Jul 2024 9:05pm
20th Jul 2024 9:05pm
i am
i am a moth
for i am drawn to the light
she sends out,
cherishing her presence every time
i am the ocean,
for you can see it in my eyes
ever-flowing, ebbing and flooding
i have the power to drown you
and can lead you to beautiful destinies
depending on my mood
i am love,
for i adore people,
their passions and longings
i treasure my folks
i once was a caterpillar
for i always desire to change, to grow
needed the dark, being isolated
in order to become who i am today
i now am a...
for i am drawn to the light
she sends out,
cherishing her presence every time
i am the ocean,
for you can see it in my eyes
ever-flowing, ebbing and flooding
i have the power to drown you
and can lead you to beautiful destinies
depending on my mood
i am love,
for i adore people,
their passions and longings
i treasure my folks
i once was a caterpillar
for i always desire to change, to grow
needed the dark, being isolated
in order to become who i am today
i now am a...
#acceptance
#admiration
#myself
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
200 reads
0 Comments
Just-Rob
Poem Published
20th Jul 2024 1:50am
20th Jul 2024 1:50am
Talking To The Moon
You're scared of people getting close
Its hard to give your trust
You've had that trust betrayed
You had no choice but to adjust
Your feelings overwhelm you
You want to let them go
The more you crave the quiet
The louder that things grow
You feel unworthy, you don't deserve
The people that love and care
It's hard to accept good things
When you were raised within despair
You have trouble with speaking the words
That get caught somewhere in your mind
You have so much going on at once ...
Its hard to give your trust
You've had that trust betrayed
You had no choice but to adjust
Your feelings overwhelm you
You want to let them go
The more you crave the quiet
The louder that things grow
You feel unworthy, you don't deserve
The people that love and care
It's hard to accept good things
When you were raised within despair
You have trouble with speaking the words
That get caught somewhere in your mind
You have so much going on at once ...
#acceptance
#family
#love #support
#love #support
221 reads
2 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
18th Jul 2024 4:18am
18th Jul 2024 4:18am
rewrite
you are allowed to rewrite
your story
no matter how sad, desperate
or wounded that story is now
there is nothing stopping you
expect your own imagination,
lack of free will and self
determination
the pages are blank once
more
history is
history
stay the victim if you
wish
but life really doesn't
keep accounts of
such
live with ghost in your
head if you
must
but remember
the sun has survived
millions of
years
...
your story
no matter how sad, desperate
or wounded that story is now
there is nothing stopping you
expect your own imagination,
lack of free will and self
determination
the pages are blank once
more
history is
history
stay the victim if you
wish
but life really doesn't
keep accounts of
such
live with ghost in your
head if you
must
but remember
the sun has survived
millions of
years
...
#acceptance
#determination
#FeelingTrapped
#redemption
#risk
201 reads
10 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
13th Jul 2024 3:29am
13th Jul 2024 3:29am
so the fates say
once a junkie
forever a junkie,
so they say
once a writer
not always a writer
just ask Hemingway
but he and his
shotgun will be
remembered
forever
and this forever
junkie won't be
remembered
at all
forever a junkie,
so they say
once a writer
not always a writer
just ask Hemingway
but he and his
shotgun will be
remembered
forever
and this forever
junkie won't be
remembered
at all
#acceptance
#redemption
#wisdom
176 reads
4 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 4:30am
7th Jul 2024 4:30am
dinosaur dreams
the sad dreams of
dinosaur bones about.
broken proms and
dying pink carnations
recalling things that
were here and now.
gone
and things that are
here will come to
naught
the persistence of
obsolescence and
entropy
moving forever
forward
to take us back
to
nothing
dinosaur bones about.
broken proms and
dying pink carnations
recalling things that
were here and now.
gone
and things that are
here will come to
naught
the persistence of
obsolescence and
entropy
moving forever
forward
to take us back
to
nothing
#acceptance
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6 Comments
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