Long Poems About Choices
#choices
Jmora25
JayThePoet
JayThePoet
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 1:39pm
9th Apr 2024 1:39pm
'The Selfish Man's ADHD"
It’s raining…
The smell is one of the best aromas. I can feel the coolness in the air.
I’m in a desolate land where no one, not even my past, can get near.
The voices are gone, and all that’s left is you.
You, who I’ve put to the side, while I try to learn how to arise to the task I can’t seem to fully satisfy,.
I feel like Hellen Keller because, as much as I see and hear it, it never gets through, and I can’t see it clearly.
In your eyes, I see the tears. Flood gates that are about to burst from the pressure.
Once, these eyes were so full of love. Are...
The smell is one of the best aromas. I can feel the coolness in the air.
I’m in a desolate land where no one, not even my past, can get near.
The voices are gone, and all that’s left is you.
You, who I’ve put to the side, while I try to learn how to arise to the task I can’t seem to fully satisfy,.
I feel like Hellen Keller because, as much as I see and hear it, it never gets through, and I can’t see it clearly.
In your eyes, I see the tears. Flood gates that are about to burst from the pressure.
Once, these eyes were so full of love. Are...
#confusion
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
#choices
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
20th Mar 2024 1:00am
20th Mar 2024 1:00am
BUSTED SEAMS (10-15-1989; Del Mar, California)
somewhere between truth
and perceived reality
somewhere between
technology and biology
all of us so long lost at sea
here in this great tempest of imbalances
my mind flew long ago amuck
so tired of struggling
against my true nature s grain
in trying to achieve
any semblance of an even keel
in this mad hatter s culture and society
i don t even know what i think
or feel anymore
ordered systems strangle me
yet diverse freedoms entangle me
all of us so caught up
overwrought
in never ending...
and perceived reality
somewhere between
technology and biology
all of us so long lost at sea
here in this great tempest of imbalances
my mind flew long ago amuck
so tired of struggling
against my true nature s grain
in trying to achieve
any semblance of an even keel
in this mad hatter s culture and society
i don t even know what i think
or feel anymore
ordered systems strangle me
yet diverse freedoms entangle me
all of us so caught up
overwrought
in never ending...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#acceptance
#choices
#SelfWorth
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
13th Jan 2024 4:24pm
13th Jan 2024 4:24pm
Cloaking Him In The Footsteps Of My Softness
MANHATTAN UPPER EAST SIDE
740 Park Avenue
Manhattan, New York
Tristano’s Penthouse
Artesia was still pissed Tristano did not leave her wallet at the front desk; on the other hand, the excitement of seeing him again thrilled her. She looked over at the door attendant, who was all too happy to accompany her on the elevator.
The elevator crested, the doors opened.
The door attendant looked Artesia’s physique up and down.
“Do you need me to escort you to Mr. Giordano’s door?”
“No thank you.”
Artesia stepped off...
740 Park Avenue
Manhattan, New York
Tristano’s Penthouse
Artesia was still pissed Tristano did not leave her wallet at the front desk; on the other hand, the excitement of seeing him again thrilled her. She looked over at the door attendant, who was all too happy to accompany her on the elevator.
The elevator crested, the doors opened.
The door attendant looked Artesia’s physique up and down.
“Do you need me to escort you to Mr. Giordano’s door?”
“No thank you.”
Artesia stepped off...
#lust
#lover
#UnrequitedLove #choices
#UnrequitedLove #choices
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
12th Jan 2024 2:29pm
12th Jan 2024 2:29pm
Matchmaking
After Sarah and I shared our first kiss, we returned to The Professor (John) and continued to show him affection.
Feeling the mass of this man I’d once loved so deeply made me dizzy with desire, but a nagging sense of regret overcame me as I paused and bowed my head with John's cock resting against my lips. I knew what needed to happen. John should have Sarah and I knew she wanted him. Yes, they should have each other, and I should find Joseph as quickly as possible. The depth of my arousal would have to go somewhere!
I rose and let Sarah continue while I warmed my...
Feeling the mass of this man I’d once loved so deeply made me dizzy with desire, but a nagging sense of regret overcame me as I paused and bowed my head with John's cock resting against my lips. I knew what needed to happen. John should have Sarah and I knew she wanted him. Yes, they should have each other, and I should find Joseph as quickly as possible. The depth of my arousal would have to go somewhere!
I rose and let Sarah continue while I warmed my...
#love
#sex
#choices
201 reads
4 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
31st Dec 2023 6:10am
31st Dec 2023 6:10am
the belattitudes
your choices are your destiny
“The choice to make good choices is the best choice you can choose.
Fail to make that choice and on most choices you will lose.”―Ryan Lilly
you can't soar in a windless sky,
or summit-seek on smooth rocks;
your choices are your destiny,
your vices your in-trade stocks.
you can't see forward looking back,
or make advance retreating,
...
“The choice to make good choices is the best choice you can choose.
Fail to make that choice and on most choices you will lose.”―Ryan Lilly
you can't soar in a windless sky,
or summit-seek on smooth rocks;
your choices are your destiny,
your vices your in-trade stocks.
you can't see forward looking back,
or make advance retreating,
...
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#LifeCycle
#SelfDiscovery
#choices
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
27th Dec 2023 6:14pm
27th Dec 2023 6:14pm
UNLIMITED BEING IN LIFE (morning reflections of self perception; 3-12-2007, Galveston Island, Texas)ll always
all I really
know for sure
at this point in my life
is no boundaries
laws nor rules
controls nor limitations
placed upon me
by government authorities
by neither church
nor state
by society family
friends peers or others
attempts and pressure
to impose or force upon me
can never hold me hostage
confine control
nor bind me
gag my voice
to silence
nor stop me
from being fully free
alive to choose
and make...
know for sure
at this point in my life
is no boundaries
laws nor rules
controls nor limitations
placed upon me
by government authorities
by neither church
nor state
by society family
friends peers or others
attempts and pressure
to impose or force upon me
can never hold me hostage
confine control
nor bind me
gag my voice
to silence
nor stop me
from being fully free
alive to choose
and make...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
#choices
136 reads
3 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2023 2:48pm
22nd Dec 2023 2:48pm
The Art Of The Deal
MANHATTAN, NEW YORK
Fifth Avenue
Artesia walked out of Fashion and Accessories Boutique.
She strolled to her two-seater convertible BMW, unlocked the door, and placed her shopping parcels on the passenger seat. She pushed the door close and walked around to the driver side of her vehicle. She opened the door, got in, and pulled the door close. She pulled the sun-visor down and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She touched her upswept hairstyle.
“Nice job Leslie.”
Artesia plugged the key inside the ignition, snapped her...
Fifth Avenue
Artesia walked out of Fashion and Accessories Boutique.
She strolled to her two-seater convertible BMW, unlocked the door, and placed her shopping parcels on the passenger seat. She pushed the door close and walked around to the driver side of her vehicle. She opened the door, got in, and pulled the door close. She pulled the sun-visor down and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She touched her upswept hairstyle.
“Nice job Leslie.”
Artesia plugged the key inside the ignition, snapped her...
#lust
#betrayal
#UnrequitedLove
#choices
#deception
286 reads
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
8th Dec 2023 2:00pm
8th Dec 2023 2:00pm
Technical Difficulty
Straight to the brain making the memory reset
Stopping folks in mid-stroke from finishing sex,
“The performance delivered can be interpreted as good
That is why the masses chant ‘fuck Mr. Rogers Neighborhood’,
“With smooth beat downs and action that flow quick
Coming through the television like a hard-ass brick,
“Making the competition last stage Covid sick
Having motherfuckas run to the TV after they shit,
“So put the weak to bed or send them outside
This is some wicked shit and not for innocent eyes,
“If...
Stopping folks in mid-stroke from finishing sex,
“The performance delivered can be interpreted as good
That is why the masses chant ‘fuck Mr. Rogers Neighborhood’,
“With smooth beat downs and action that flow quick
Coming through the television like a hard-ass brick,
“Making the competition last stage Covid sick
Having motherfuckas run to the TV after they shit,
“So put the weak to bed or send them outside
This is some wicked shit and not for innocent eyes,
“If...
#fate
#choices
139 reads
5 Comments
Officialkn9ne
Poem Published
27th Sep 2023 5:27pm
27th Sep 2023 5:27pm
Let Me Vent
First off I want to blame my parents
I didn’t ask to be born
All this weight I carry
Feeling selfish with my ways
I’m feeling angry
Momma had me young
She was just a baby
Sometimes I wish she never made me
Never laid down with my father
I wish she would have waited
Look at the mess they created
Now I’m feeling hated
I watch my life pass me by
All the time I wasted
I should have been searching for answers
Like why my daddy leave me
Why was he incarcerated?
Why couldn’t momma feed me
Working...
I didn’t ask to be born
All this weight I carry
Feeling selfish with my ways
I’m feeling angry
Momma had me young
She was just a baby
Sometimes I wish she never made me
Never laid down with my father
I wish she would have waited
Look at the mess they created
Now I’m feeling hated
I watch my life pass me by
All the time I wasted
I should have been searching for answers
Like why my daddy leave me
Why was he incarcerated?
Why couldn’t momma feed me
Working...
#anger
#parent
#childhood
#dating
#choices
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
7th Sep 2023 9:53pm
7th Sep 2023 9:53pm
get some knee pads already
I caught myself
mid eye roll
hands tossed in the air
thinking "again...here we go"
but I paused for a beat
and gave it full my consideration
despite my usual frustration
I really needed to understand
why you do...
...what you do
and I think I'm finally on to you
I know why your knees take a beating
head bent in pious penance
wringing fingers in invocation
there in your habitual pew
on display in prominent view
or elbows braced on the edge of your bed
and this...
mere...
mid eye roll
hands tossed in the air
thinking "again...here we go"
but I paused for a beat
and gave it full my consideration
despite my usual frustration
I really needed to understand
why you do...
...what you do
and I think I'm finally on to you
I know why your knees take a beating
head bent in pious penance
wringing fingers in invocation
there in your habitual pew
on display in prominent view
or elbows braced on the edge of your bed
and this...
mere...
#secrets
#religion
#hypocrisy #choices
#hypocrisy #choices
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2023 5:56pm
23rd Jul 2023 5:56pm
The Hyman Guy
Back when I felt I owed an answer,
to inquires of why I'd never married
I'd jokingly blame it on the last names of my exes.
I'd share a couple of the multi-syllabic clunkers,
and the one that always got the laugh: Hyman.
It's bad, but not the worst ever.
I was in a children's theater production with a girl whose last name was Dick.
I had a manicurist with the surname Titman
and in second grade
I kicked the biggest boy in the class
- impressively hard I might add -
His last name was Dickhouse.
No Spellcheck, not...
to inquires of why I'd never married
I'd jokingly blame it on the last names of my exes.
I'd share a couple of the multi-syllabic clunkers,
and the one that always got the laugh: Hyman.
It's bad, but not the worst ever.
I was in a children's theater production with a girl whose last name was Dick.
I had a manicurist with the surname Titman
and in second grade
I kicked the biggest boy in the class
- impressively hard I might add -
His last name was Dickhouse.
No Spellcheck, not...
#love
#friendship
#funny #choices
#funny #choices
156 reads
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Shoveleaner
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2023 11:12am
3rd Jul 2023 11:12am
The Account
If I were to name and count, the reasons that I still have doubt. I wouldn't know just where to begin...but then again.
Digging in the dirt, sifting through the hurt. Perception seems like birth, of laboured love and worth. The pain you have endured, don't mean you have been cured of the reasons there's still doubt, that you can name and count.
Of course the source will try to apply more pressure to regret. Deny but still rely on force to bury treasure spent on sentiment. To forget the names and lose the count, a great amount remains as doubt. Demeans the reasons claimed about....
Digging in the dirt, sifting through the hurt. Perception seems like birth, of laboured love and worth. The pain you have endured, don't mean you have been cured of the reasons there's still doubt, that you can name and count.
Of course the source will try to apply more pressure to regret. Deny but still rely on force to bury treasure spent on sentiment. To forget the names and lose the count, a great amount remains as doubt. Demeans the reasons claimed about....
#money
#mirror
#consumerism
#acceptance
#choices
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