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.
Telluric
Willows in the wind
bringing ancestral voices...
We learn to listen,
we teach ourselves to be silent.
Birds sing the song of the ground,
a river of flames crosses the hearts.
The juice of life sprouting
in the fruits of the air.
The body submerges in the waters
of eternal universal return.
Me inside the forest
that is the forest inside me.
bringing ancestral voices...
We learn to listen,
we teach ourselves to be silent.
Birds sing the song of the ground,
a river of flames crosses the hearts.
The juice of life sprouting
in the fruits of the air.
The body submerges in the waters
of eternal universal return.
Me inside the forest
that is the forest inside me.
#birth
#forest
#trees
#birds
#nature
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This brief glow.
The atom lives forever
or so I've heard said,
ten to the thirty-fifth power
it were in a book what I read.
Now, we are built from atoms
bound in our body mass,
on death, released, what happens
Why', they are put out to grass!
Or wrought to air, composed as such,
and from this mortal blow,
free forever, as I clutch,
to my brief glow.
or so I've heard said,
ten to the thirty-fifth power
it were in a book what I read.
Now, we are built from atoms
bound in our body mass,
on death, released, what happens
Why', they are put out to grass!
Or wrought to air, composed as such,
and from this mortal blow,
free forever, as I clutch,
to my brief glow.
#birth
#death
#rhyming
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2 Comments
Microcosmos
Disasters in dross taken into impeccable
Methodology of microcosmos transcendence
Moments deem secret windows attainment
Fibre optic vision xenon transistor sites
Initiatory mechanism placement in place
Institutional everything as integration
Gleaming monad at the height of the depth
Circumference of realization is the way
Everything is duality paradox quantum
Pathway is wonder in mechanical moves
Craft interplays in the interface of place
What was made shall be remade to invade
Solitary outsider mind in states of...
Methodology of microcosmos transcendence
Moments deem secret windows attainment
Fibre optic vision xenon transistor sites
Initiatory mechanism placement in place
Institutional everything as integration
Gleaming monad at the height of the depth
Circumference of realization is the way
Everything is duality paradox quantum
Pathway is wonder in mechanical moves
Craft interplays in the interface of place
What was made shall be remade to invade
Solitary outsider mind in states of...
#courage
#birth
#gothic
#trees
#fear
341 reads
6 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
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4 Comments
Breath
Breath
The first we take
And the last
It's a contradiction
A giver and a taker
The first we take
And the last
It's a contradiction
A giver and a taker
#birth
#death
#PowerOfWords
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection
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10 Comments
Beacon
She came to me in mid-October—
a much-wanted baby girl;
a beacon to shine in the darker months.
Now that she's here,
they can never be so dark again.
As we celebrate her birth each year,
it illuminates the way towards the other lights:
fireworks, bonfires, Christmas;
then New Year, longer days
and a new start.
a much-wanted baby girl;
a beacon to shine in the darker months.
Now that she's here,
they can never be so dark again.
As we celebrate her birth each year,
it illuminates the way towards the other lights:
fireworks, bonfires, Christmas;
then New Year, longer days
and a new start.
#hope
#dark
#birth
#fall
#daughter
305 reads
3 Comments
IN MY DREAM TOWN
IN MY DREAM TOWN
A small town disconnected from the rest of the world, where I can enjoy a relaxing season and some interesting places. But there’s a mystery that hides this place, that will change the way I see the world forever… In Lucky Paradox I play as a good-hearted young rebel in search of a friend. Maybe a little more than a friend with whom I can dare anything we can fight but still cool. Do crazy thing. Happy all days in a full laughter. Until one day our MC is struck by an misunderstanding that leaves us in isolation. when I will wakes up from it, perhaps I have to face my...
A small town disconnected from the rest of the world, where I can enjoy a relaxing season and some interesting places. But there’s a mystery that hides this place, that will change the way I see the world forever… In Lucky Paradox I play as a good-hearted young rebel in search of a friend. Maybe a little more than a friend with whom I can dare anything we can fight but still cool. Do crazy thing. Happy all days in a full laughter. Until one day our MC is struck by an misunderstanding that leaves us in isolation. when I will wakes up from it, perhaps I have to face my...
#birth
#childhood
#death #aging
#death #aging
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Born ...
We are born into slavery
that much is clear to me
but at the same time, amazingly,
we're also born free.
that much is clear to me
but at the same time, amazingly,
we're also born free.
#children
#birth
#family
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8 Comments
WHAT MADE YOU STRONGER
It's funny how sometimes that what we once lived through sometimes, has a way of creeping back into our lives when we least expect it. Due to the misconception that we have become blinded by false accusations. But sometimes that is the real reality of our lives basically, as it is and how it feels of what our life is like through our own eyes. For we didn't chose the life we live and still had to learn to adjust, to situations that affects the very roots of our faith and trust in someone else. Who gave us birth into life's existences as young people's of the world, even though we are born...
#birth
#childhood
#death
#fate
#aging
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The bird of hermes
The bird of hermes
No complete metamorphosis shall take place
Forever cocooned inside, never to see the light
Fallen prey and victim to circumstances
The bird of hermes
Wings eaten never to sprout and touch the sky
An incomplete Birth
Beauty never to be seen
Endless colours never to reflect the light
And take pride in the marvel that comes
An abortion of thought
A decay of state,
A life never to be lived
Dreams never to be realised
A barren flicker of hope
An parallel flaw in the course of...
No complete metamorphosis shall take place
Forever cocooned inside, never to see the light
Fallen prey and victim to circumstances
The bird of hermes
Wings eaten never to sprout and touch the sky
An incomplete Birth
Beauty never to be seen
Endless colours never to reflect the light
And take pride in the marvel that comes
An abortion of thought
A decay of state,
A life never to be lived
Dreams never to be realised
A barren flicker of hope
An parallel flaw in the course of...
#dark
#birth
#death
#nature
#LifeCycle
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10 Comments
The place where language is born
The soft tongue and the delicate mouth that speaks
So much. The gently whispered I will always love you
With the upcoming dawn and the sunlight is peeping
Through the fog. I could spend many hours or weeks
Saying nothing at all, but my hands that follow the slew
Of curves do the talking for me as my tears are seeping
Down my cheeks. They soak through my pillows late at
Night when no one else is awake. The place where our
Language is born and begins is also the place where it
Goes to die. The words that can either fight and combat
Loneliness or...
So much. The gently whispered I will always love you
With the upcoming dawn and the sunlight is peeping
Through the fog. I could spend many hours or weeks
Saying nothing at all, but my hands that follow the slew
Of curves do the talking for me as my tears are seeping
Down my cheeks. They soak through my pillows late at
Night when no one else is awake. The place where our
Language is born and begins is also the place where it
Goes to die. The words that can either fight and combat
Loneliness or...
#love
#birth
#PowerOfWords
501 reads
6 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
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17 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Birth by Top Critiquers