Least Read Poems About Choices
#choices
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
5th Aug 2024 9:46pm
5th Aug 2024 9:46pm
GRAPEVINE COCKTAIL OF THE HEART
INGREDIENTS:
Fruits: Labor, actions, and words
Fruit punch
Smoothies
cocktail mixes: Godly Purpose & Devilish temptation syrup
Sour limes
Encircling the rooftop of my mouth
lies the natural-enticing sweet flavors of the “fruits”
of my labor, actions, and even exchanged words.
Yet, the bitter-spiked “fruit-punch smoothies,”
found in Wisdom's Mystery Recipe
Funneled and strained by God’s divine revelation
of channeled learned experience and observation,
ooze all the way down my belly
reaching the very core...
Fruits: Labor, actions, and words
Fruit punch
Smoothies
cocktail mixes: Godly Purpose & Devilish temptation syrup
Sour limes
Encircling the rooftop of my mouth
lies the natural-enticing sweet flavors of the “fruits”
of my labor, actions, and even exchanged words.
Yet, the bitter-spiked “fruit-punch smoothies,”
found in Wisdom's Mystery Recipe
Funneled and strained by God’s divine revelation
of channeled learned experience and observation,
ooze all the way down my belly
reaching the very core...
#choices
#confessional
#confusion
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
5 reads
1 Comment
Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 2:05am
14th Nov 2024 2:05am
Nothing as Everything Shou.d be.
As everything should be
as it was
ever never was
Have you come
Have you come to see
the funeral or stay? Do please.
Why are we floating?
I have unregistered gravity.
Life is best lived
Without bearings, as they say. Afterwards
Whiskey.
Do they? Who says such?
Listen— there’s nothing left but the sound of
A solitary wave lost in the very ocean.
Like, this sense that we’re all drifting?
Maybe it’s always been like this, ...
as it was
ever never was
Have you come
Have you come to see
the funeral or stay? Do please.
Why are we floating?
I have unregistered gravity.
Life is best lived
Without bearings, as they say. Afterwards
Whiskey.
Do they? Who says such?
Listen— there’s nothing left but the sound of
A solitary wave lost in the very ocean.
Like, this sense that we’re all drifting?
Maybe it’s always been like this, ...
#choices
7 reads
1 Comment
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
24th Mar 2024 3:12pm
24th Mar 2024 3:12pm
Alone in the Crowd
The tavern's amber sconces create silhouettes of you
as it forms reflections from the ice in my glass.
I try to embrace them as they turn to vapors in a
smoke filled room and I am left alone again.
Someone turns the hourglass and laughs as I fall
in the quicksand of memories and dreams, flailing my
arms against the solitude until the dust blinds me
from seeing my tomorrows.
Drink washes away the pain from my eyes but leaves
me one step closer to the river's edge.
On the water far through the mist I see the dim light of
the...
as it forms reflections from the ice in my glass.
I try to embrace them as they turn to vapors in a
smoke filled room and I am left alone again.
Someone turns the hourglass and laughs as I fall
in the quicksand of memories and dreams, flailing my
arms against the solitude until the dust blinds me
from seeing my tomorrows.
Drink washes away the pain from my eyes but leaves
me one step closer to the river's edge.
On the water far through the mist I see the dim light of
the...
#loneliness
#SelfDiscovery
#choices
16 reads
5 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
28th Jan 2019 3:50am
28th Jan 2019 3:50am
how whales fly
if i were
to have
a superpower
it’d be slow-
motion
for all
the times
you
turned
heads skyward
although
i’d have
to make
rules
for non-
interference
such as letting
your
teardrops
hit the
dirt-floor
otherwise
we’d sink
to the
bottom
of a saltless sea
to have
a superpower
it’d be slow-
motion
for all
the times
you
turned
heads skyward
although
i’d have
to make
rules
for non-
interference
such as letting
your
teardrops
hit the
dirt-floor
otherwise
we’d sink
to the
bottom
of a saltless sea
#LifeStruggles
#learning
#admiration #choices
#admiration #choices
17 reads
10 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2024 4:44am
22nd Aug 2024 4:44am
Unsaid
Choosing not to speak
the chunks of split sentences
become serrated.
I swallowed the words
severing my vocal cords,
drowning in silence.
the chunks of split sentences
become serrated.
I swallowed the words
severing my vocal cords,
drowning in silence.
#choices
#silence
37 reads
13 Comments
Denise155
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 9:57am
12th Nov 2024 9:57am
My Youth
I often wonder whether I am failing myself but then I remember the girl I once was the one who was always the third wheel who carefully planned out and calculated her words only to be talked over when she finally spoke the one who was bullied by her first grade teacher who hated her looks and despised her body
who stared blankly into space until her mind was elsewhere the one who was called useless after trying her best throwing kindness like confetti at people who couldn't care less what would be the look on her face if she found out that I am working at a summer camp as happy as could...
who stared blankly into space until her mind was elsewhere the one who was called useless after trying her best throwing kindness like confetti at people who couldn't care less what would be the look on her face if she found out that I am working at a summer camp as happy as could...
#choices
#confessional
53 reads
2 Comments
tasia_arlene
Tasia Arlene
Tasia Arlene
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 9:00pm
27th Jan 2025 9:00pm
I hope to see you there
Gentle air fills dying lungs
Under blue skies and bitter chill
Folk tunes playing through blown out speakers
Nervousness fills aching bones
Picking lint off of an expensive sweater without breaking eye contact
How did I get here?
Years of dreaming was never enough
Restlessness and addiction kept me stuck
Until the final push from the one who promised to never let me fall
An open door to the visions that have flooded my brain since adolescence
A bigger view caused for an emotional afternoon
But who am I to...
Under blue skies and bitter chill
Folk tunes playing through blown out speakers
Nervousness fills aching bones
Picking lint off of an expensive sweater without breaking eye contact
How did I get here?
Years of dreaming was never enough
Restlessness and addiction kept me stuck
Until the final push from the one who promised to never let me fall
An open door to the visions that have flooded my brain since adolescence
A bigger view caused for an emotional afternoon
But who am I to...
#choices
#hope
#identity
#mirror
#SelfReflection
53 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 12:16pm
18th Jan 2025 12:16pm
Just shut up and listen
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ We all have been in a situation for one reason or another, 🤨 that we let what we say cause you to act a certain way not be heard. 🤔 Whether you are wrong or right in what you think and say to someone else, I say that to say this which ever the way you may take what it is I'm about to say to you. 🤨 When you don't agree with what someone say to you, how do you respond for do you begin yelling and cursing, 😠 yet you still not listening and thinking that they are wrong, for speaking to you in a calm...
#choices
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
54 reads
6 Comments
BaldyBrown
Poem Published
21st Oct 2024 8:07am
21st Oct 2024 8:07am
Eulogy for a Bonsai
I have to come clean as I return to see
your ashen corpse and dried leaves
My survival became more important
than yours, but now I feel badly.
Humans choose to love their own selves more
than anything or anyone they choose to love
Don’t believe what they say in their poems
I loved you because you would wink at me
and tempt me to hear the silent moment
I will never forget your beautiful nebari
Funny, I learned that word when I met you
I put you under the cruel sun and fed you
It worked as long as we...
your ashen corpse and dried leaves
My survival became more important
than yours, but now I feel badly.
Humans choose to love their own selves more
than anything or anyone they choose to love
Don’t believe what they say in their poems
I loved you because you would wink at me
and tempt me to hear the silent moment
I will never forget your beautiful nebari
Funny, I learned that word when I met you
I put you under the cruel sun and fed you
It worked as long as we...
#bittersweet
#choices
#disappointment
#FeelingTrapped
#hurt
56 reads
0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 00:07am
1st Nov 2024 00:07am
I Quit the P.O.
I quit the P.O.
I QUIT the Post Office near me
To stand on a stage in a seedy corner of town not far from here
The P.O. paid my bills gave me (almost) middle class
Kept a roof over and paid all the bills
Even had enough to spend on the kids
What was I thinking I can’t pay for schooling
Playing in a dive bar
I quit the P O to pursue my dreams
Wake up look around at the damage I’ve done
Hope to wake up drunk on a rock star yacht
Forget about the damage I’ve done
The kids have the best...
I QUIT the Post Office near me
To stand on a stage in a seedy corner of town not far from here
The P.O. paid my bills gave me (almost) middle class
Kept a roof over and paid all the bills
Even had enough to spend on the kids
What was I thinking I can’t pay for schooling
Playing in a dive bar
I quit the P O to pursue my dreams
Wake up look around at the damage I’ve done
Hope to wake up drunk on a rock star yacht
Forget about the damage I’ve done
The kids have the best...
#choices
#identity
#job
#lyrics
#music
57 reads
0 Comments
Shon
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 2:17pm
17th Dec 2024 2:17pm
Reflective moment
Sitting here in depressed like contemplation.
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
#choices
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
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