Poems About Birth by Top Critiquers
#birth
Poems about birth by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Tomorrow is the day I began life after yesterday I have died
I have come 10 billion miles
I have landed on your miserable planet Earth
I'd rather go back to Uranus
So i can consummate square heads birth
Bitter Poontang bleeds on your dusty tongue
My 600lb wife cracked open the ocean floor
I've given you my foot long in your hands
Spread your cheeks and open up your backdoor
Oh mommy, mommy your cunt is bleeding
Plagued upon your curse
Dreaming of families inbreeding
I came in a limo, I drove away in a hearse
For those who don't know about reality, I am your reality
When...
I have landed on your miserable planet Earth
I'd rather go back to Uranus
So i can consummate square heads birth
Bitter Poontang bleeds on your dusty tongue
My 600lb wife cracked open the ocean floor
I've given you my foot long in your hands
Spread your cheeks and open up your backdoor
Oh mommy, mommy your cunt is bleeding
Plagued upon your curse
Dreaming of families inbreeding
I came in a limo, I drove away in a hearse
For those who don't know about reality, I am your reality
When...
#birth
#dark
#dreams
#LifeCycle
#sex
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4 Comments
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
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4 Comments
LIFE IS A ROAD TRIP
No matter
when or where
we made our
advent into
the world;
we began a
journey down,
or up, the
road of life.
Along the way
"101" ups and
downs meet us
on our journey.
We have tried
to extend life
with pills and tucks,
but the journey
on life's road continues;
it gets faster the
longer we have
traveled our road.
Up ahead, either
closer than ever, or
still at a distance,
The DEAD end is
reached. Yet, death
isn't the end of us,
as long as someone
remembers...
when or where
we made our
advent into
the world;
we began a
journey down,
or up, the
road of life.
Along the way
"101" ups and
downs meet us
on our journey.
We have tried
to extend life
with pills and tucks,
but the journey
on life's road continues;
it gets faster the
longer we have
traveled our road.
Up ahead, either
closer than ever, or
still at a distance,
The DEAD end is
reached. Yet, death
isn't the end of us,
as long as someone
remembers...
#birth
#childhood
#death
#fate
#aging
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2 Comments
Words like Chopper Blades
( After Ocean Vuong, and my father )
. . .once [ the war ] enters you,
it never leaves—but merely echoes. . .*
The war is never over for a soldier.**
Vietnam, 1957
Your eyes, still echoing wide with boy
at 17, resonating violently inside
their soft-shelled socket, your
tripwire tongue severing a moan
buried in her cartilage'd throat, waiting
to explode as a Bouncing Betty
above the surface. Prostitution, makeshift
war-wife,...
. . .once [ the war ] enters you,
it never leaves—but merely echoes. . .*
The war is never over for a soldier.**
Vietnam, 1957
Your eyes, still echoing wide with boy
at 17, resonating violently inside
their soft-shelled socket, your
tripwire tongue severing a moan
buried in her cartilage'd throat, waiting
to explode as a Bouncing Betty
above the surface. Prostitution, makeshift
war-wife,...
#birth
#war
#OceanVuong
737 reads
40 Comments
knowledge
and as
i lay
taking
my last
breath,
of course
death came
to me,
and whispered
in my
ear all
the answers
to questions
about why
we
were here
and what
life was
supposed
to be
about.
i lay
taking
my last
breath,
of course
death came
to me,
and whispered
in my
ear all
the answers
to questions
about why
we
were here
and what
life was
supposed
to be
about.
#aging
#birth
#death #fate
#death #fate
104 reads
4 Comments
Get Your Wings
The other night I dreamt I held you in my hands
The idea of your angelic face made me smile,
And though for a little while it’s all I could remember
It was a comforting thought to hold you, child.
Then I got the news…
I couldn’t bear the thought, the painful fable
When the faithful are left with tears in their eyes
Without solace at the thought of an empty cradle
When graceful angels are called back to paradise
The brief eternity of you
But then I find there is some consolation, time,
That divine healing potion that mends all wounds ...
The idea of your angelic face made me smile,
And though for a little while it’s all I could remember
It was a comforting thought to hold you, child.
Then I got the news…
I couldn’t bear the thought, the painful fable
When the faithful are left with tears in their eyes
Without solace at the thought of an empty cradle
When graceful angels are called back to paradise
The brief eternity of you
But then I find there is some consolation, time,
That divine healing potion that mends all wounds ...
#birth
#family
#death
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2 Comments
HOW TO MAKE BABY (PUT IN SIMPLE RHYME)
#birth
#sex
#rhyming #pregnancy
#rhyming #pregnancy
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1 Comment
Gouache Painting ( MOOD )
WORDS ?
POEM ?
NO
MOOD ?
YES
POEM ?
NO
MOOD ?
YES
#birth
#TruthOfLife
#art
#philosophical
#SelfWorth
471 reads
14 Comments
The Incidental Poet
what moves the quill?
life itself
the trials..the tribulations
the triumphs
triangulated on a poetic canvass
questioning death
the afterlife....etc etc
so many places to go
but admittedly
everything ain't for show n tell
not for public consumption
no matter how much it consumes
my everyday thoughts
some poems will remain forever un-written..
etched in blood
chiseled in cauterized braille
on a sacrificial heart
but with that said...
life itself
the trials..the tribulations
the triumphs
triangulated on a poetic canvass
questioning death
the afterlife....etc etc
so many places to go
but admittedly
everything ain't for show n tell
not for public consumption
no matter how much it consumes
my everyday thoughts
some poems will remain forever un-written..
etched in blood
chiseled in cauterized braille
on a sacrificial heart
but with that said...
#anxiety
#birth
#universe
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfDiscovery
439 reads
4 Comments
My Oracle Sacred Rites Of The Placenta (Part I of Part II)
Unto life that has been given unto the womb, a sacred connection between the divine, intermission of growth and development from embryo to a fetus, to the deliverance of man child or woman child into the enlightenment from the mythical of passage from the Heavens to Earth, in exile from the darkness unto the light of Eve’s disobedience manifested by life and death.
I will ask level-minded intellects a question, what are the gifts we get from the universe, when we are without guidance, blind eyes as looking through the world with the innocent of a childlike’s perceptions.
...
I will ask level-minded intellects a question, what are the gifts we get from the universe, when we are without guidance, blind eyes as looking through the world with the innocent of a childlike’s perceptions.
...
#birth
#motherhood
#feminism #philosophical
#feminism #philosophical
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3 Comments
After Summer comes The Rains
i love the summers torrid, their Stark feel
time when the winds hold the time still
wherein the mirage waving like a dream sea
where silhouette twist their eerie entity
zenithal heat, vertical sun, burning limit
zero shadow, Dante's inferno, the sky's lit
zephyr of a sighing giant in the gaping air
under a disk flaming, sending sizzling glare
it feels like time is always and ever hot
lose any reviving, any freshening thought
but,to such flaring flames, the more i light
every flaming pyre, in the deep of night
there,...
time when the winds hold the time still
wherein the mirage waving like a dream sea
where silhouette twist their eerie entity
zenithal heat, vertical sun, burning limit
zero shadow, Dante's inferno, the sky's lit
zephyr of a sighing giant in the gaping air
under a disk flaming, sending sizzling glare
it feels like time is always and ever hot
lose any reviving, any freshening thought
but,to such flaring flames, the more i light
every flaming pyre, in the deep of night
there,...
#birth
#fire
#rain
#storm
#water
60 reads
3 Comments
Mercury Webs
Metal legs
Weaving mercury webs
Casted spells
Sculpting eggs
Of francium cells
Transforming earth
A Maman birth
Weaving mercury webs
Casted spells
Sculpting eggs
Of francium cells
Transforming earth
A Maman birth
#dark
#birth
#motherhood
377 reads
17 Comments
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