Poems About Aging Seeking Honest Critique
#aging
rksingh
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 6:39am
29th Nov 2024 6:39am
LIVING IS A LONG GAME
I can't change body
can't belittle nature
prophets of doom
can't cross rainbow bridge
nor go to underworld
to reach heaven:
water and mountains
I can't negotiate
with my burdens
burial no end
living is a long game
that goes beyond death
--R K Singh
can't belittle nature
prophets of doom
can't cross rainbow bridge
nor go to underworld
to reach heaven:
water and mountains
I can't negotiate
with my burdens
burial no end
living is a long game
that goes beyond death
--R K Singh
#aging
#death
#fate #responsibility
#fate #responsibility
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BeautifulDisaster7
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 7:25am
28th Nov 2024 7:25am
The Unveiling of the Ego’s Awakening
Within the chamber of my unspoken soul,
I meet the specter of myself, whole.
A phantom of pride,
both brittle and vast,
A mirror of echoes from futures and past.
It wears my face, yet it feels so estranged,
A mask I have cherished, though always unchanged.
What is this shadow I’ve called my own,
A throne built on fears I’ve never outgrown?
To find my ego is to let it unfold,
A tempest of ashes birthing something bold.
I meet the specter of myself, whole.
A phantom of pride,
both brittle and vast,
A mirror of echoes from futures and past.
It wears my face, yet it feels so estranged,
A mask I have cherished, though always unchanged.
What is this shadow I’ve called my own,
A throne built on fears I’ve never outgrown?
To find my ego is to let it unfold,
A tempest of ashes birthing something bold.
#aging
58 reads
5 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 00:07am
20th Nov 2024 00:07am
on the street
bloke says, ‘sorry, pops’, as
he steps hurriedly out
of my way
and I smile to myself
as I struggle to keep my balance
I don’t recognise the description
but thanks for making my
day ..
he steps hurriedly out
of my way
and I smile to myself
as I struggle to keep my balance
I don’t recognise the description
but thanks for making my
day ..
#aging
#funny
#weakness
60 reads
1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 7:12pm
19th Nov 2024 7:12pm
Generation HeXed
Ex-husband
ex-wife
ex-friends
nothing you do is good
you are Generation Hexed!
ex-band members
ex-partyer
ex-athlete
a stream of bad luck
you are Generation Hexed!
You need exercise
always exhausted
MTV is lame
the music you like is shit
exiled from relevance
expired by 1994
you're bald and blubbery
get exterminated
get executed
Generation Hexed!
ex-wife
ex-friends
nothing you do is good
you are Generation Hexed!
ex-band members
ex-partyer
ex-athlete
a stream of bad luck
you are Generation Hexed!
You need exercise
always exhausted
MTV is lame
the music you like is shit
exiled from relevance
expired by 1994
you're bald and blubbery
get exterminated
get executed
Generation Hexed!
#aging
#parody
#philosophical
#satirical
#TruthOfLife
58 reads
2 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 3:21pm
13th Nov 2024 3:21pm
Psalm for My Older Love
Gaze long upon another's charm, her beauty's a fleeting flower,
For many a soul have fallen prey to her sweet seductive power.
As flames ignite from but a spark, so passion may consume,
The wise must run to folly's end, the righteous to their doom.
Why boast, O man, of flesh and bone, of dust and ashes proud?
When sin entwines like ivy's grip, it hides the soul in shroud.
In love's embrace with this woman bound, let wisdom's voice be clear,
Remember well her mortal end and hold your reverence dear.
For when her beating...
For many a soul have fallen prey to her sweet seductive power.
As flames ignite from but a spark, so passion may consume,
The wise must run to folly's end, the righteous to their doom.
Why boast, O man, of flesh and bone, of dust and ashes proud?
When sin entwines like ivy's grip, it hides the soul in shroud.
In love's embrace with this woman bound, let wisdom's voice be clear,
Remember well her mortal end and hold your reverence dear.
For when her beating...
#aging
#morality
#sex
165 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 11:44pm
11th Nov 2024 11:44pm
old couple in a restaurant
she tucked her legs under the table
and said what do you fancy
you of course he said but never mind that now
I’m just so bloody hungry
and said what do you fancy
you of course he said but never mind that now
I’m just so bloody hungry
#aging
#food
#love #marriage
#love #marriage
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 2:29pm
11th Nov 2024 2:29pm
Birthday Reflection at Twenty-Seven
Looking in the mirror, a silver glint caught my attention—strands of grey, evidence of my twenty-seven years. Born in September of 1997, this human vessel, like all others, is a miracle of chance.
Am I simply one flower among many, each releasing a fragrance that beckons others to savor the shared nectar of universal desires? What sweet sharing it is!
Where does my power come from? Though petite, every fiber vibrates with the passions guided by my heart. My lovers, those men whose echoes linger, have each molded me. Their tender lovemaking has sculpted my existence. ...
Am I simply one flower among many, each releasing a fragrance that beckons others to savor the shared nectar of universal desires? What sweet sharing it is!
Where does my power come from? Though petite, every fiber vibrates with the passions guided by my heart. My lovers, those men whose echoes linger, have each molded me. Their tender lovemaking has sculpted my existence. ...
#aging
#LifeCycle
#love
100 reads
3 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 00:44am
11th Nov 2024 00:44am
look
always thought I’d die in bed
and if there’s another war
I won’t get up
to anything
except holding my pillow
and reading my book
and if there’s another war
I won’t get up
to anything
except holding my pillow
and reading my book
#aging
54 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2024 10:26pm
3rd Nov 2024 10:26pm
WHEN YOU HAVE SOMETHING
They say when you have something else, that you've never had before. DUE to the fact that there was no real commitment, and consistency of honesty and truth and trust. But yet you were willing to give it a chance, just to see how much of the words hold TRUTH. 🤨 FOR it's true what they say, knowone is sent to you by chance 💕 or accident 😞 FOR it is the cycle of life. Yet soon you will find out the truth, when we encounter someone, who doesn't have the ability to understand, the true meaning of real communications. Between a woman and man or man to woman who is going...
#aging
#fatherhood
#LifeCycle
#LookingForLove
#motherhood
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Baldwin
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2024 3:36pm
3rd Nov 2024 3:36pm
not me
I am these days
by age
made distant from myself,
a shallow bodying
infirm
off balance and
unrecognizable
an alien, a startling wraith within
my mirrorings.
And rest? Sound sleep?
are things now on the brink
of memory.
by age
made distant from myself,
a shallow bodying
infirm
off balance and
unrecognizable
an alien, a startling wraith within
my mirrorings.
And rest? Sound sleep?
are things now on the brink
of memory.
#aging
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 7:01pm
2nd Nov 2024 7:01pm
GRAVE SITE
Have you ever had a dream that woke you up, in a cold sweat till you can feel it to your 🩻 bones. As though the deepness of the dream, was trying to tell you something in codes. 🤔 Yet you know that you are alive, with a strong heart beating and pounding in your chest. As you inhale and exhale, the flesh air breeze blowing through your lungs, to breathe life. FROM within your body and spiritual soul. 🙏 Yet you can't shake the deepness of the, truth of the inner images of your mind thoughts. For sure what does it all mean, 🤔 could it be a sign of things to come,...
#aging
#birth
#death
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
73 reads
4 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 3:24pm
31st Oct 2024 3:24pm
The Older Woman - short story
As she rested limp and heavy over my body, I felt her warmth growing around me. Then, as though some unseen spirit directed us, her hesitant hips began to find their rhythm. It was like watching someone slip into an alternative state of being. Her eyes were those of a child filled with wonder. Her body felt young and playful. Every movement was an expression of joy.
Then her movements grew in strength as if she feared we were slipping apart. And then, in a fleeting moment I saw it. It was a sparkling in her eyes, a look of pure happiness, one human connecting with another in a way...
Then her movements grew in strength as if she feared we were slipping apart. And then, in a fleeting moment I saw it. It was a sparkling in her eyes, a look of pure happiness, one human connecting with another in a way...
#aging
#sex
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