Poems About Choices by Top Critiquers
#choices
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 8:08pm
30th Dec 2024 8:08pm
Heads your dead
I have two choices
Should I pull the plug or not?
I should flip a coin
Should I pull the plug or not?
I should flip a coin
#choices
#LifeChangingMoment
#senryu
75 reads
10 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 6:38pm
18th Jun 2024 6:38pm
Decisions
What I have done now
Choice without reservation
I regret nothing
Choice without reservation
I regret nothing
#choices
81 reads
16 Comments
Her
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 4:43pm
11th Jan 2025 4:43pm
When People Don’t Talk
When people don’t talk
The space between words widens
What’s left unsaid takes on new meaning
All the things I thought you meant
Now mean…something
And I’m left to fill in the blanks myself
Because you choose not to say anything
Maybe you think you’re protecting me
Or you’re ashamed
Or you’re angry
Or you don’t want me to have feelings for you
You might have misunderstood something I’ve said
Flawed humans mirror flawed humans
We’re all clinging to the same life raft
So we tango
But we...
The space between words widens
What’s left unsaid takes on new meaning
All the things I thought you meant
Now mean…something
And I’m left to fill in the blanks myself
Because you choose not to say anything
Maybe you think you’re protecting me
Or you’re ashamed
Or you’re angry
Or you don’t want me to have feelings for you
You might have misunderstood something I’ve said
Flawed humans mirror flawed humans
We’re all clinging to the same life raft
So we tango
But we...
#choices
#courage
#emotions
#mirror
#relationships
142 reads
13 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
12th Jun 2020 5:52pm
12th Jun 2020 5:52pm
Choose Wisely
Viz 2
#morality
#responsibility
#choices #metaphor
#choices #metaphor
1028 reads
6 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 8:19pm
14th Feb 2025 8:19pm
Let not your heart be heavy
Through life we will be tested by somethings, that we may not see it coming our way. BUT yet it doesn't mean that you keep an blind eye close, to really not see that is before you. For that will be your time to become aware that you have to learn, some lessons that you thought you didn't have to learn. How to navigate through the process of the nonsense, that will surely bring you down. For sure life wasn't meant to be easy, when you know that it's hard to find the right one for you. FOR sure life is a mind game of chance or even leaps of your own faith at times. Which makes your thoughts run...
#choices
#faith
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
40 reads
4 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
27th Dec 2020 9:12am
27th Dec 2020 9:12am
Shaken and Stirred
Finally not wondering why I don't seize to breathe..
I will go on living without a breed..
Laying on my back to feel the breeze..
Asking myself is the role I played a bit?
Is the time not yet due in this life of sin?
My nights of prayers refuse to lead..
I can't even sip from my drink of beet..
I received the shocks I cannot absorb..
These missiles of misery I cannot abort..
In the business I choose to deal..
No amount of therapy for me to heal..
Precious time we spent I cannot recall.. ...
I will go on living without a breed..
Laying on my back to feel the breeze..
Asking myself is the role I played a bit?
Is the time not yet due in this life of sin?
My nights of prayers refuse to lead..
I can't even sip from my drink of beet..
I received the shocks I cannot absorb..
These missiles of misery I cannot abort..
In the business I choose to deal..
No amount of therapy for me to heal..
Precious time we spent I cannot recall.. ...
#choices
346 reads
0 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
20th Feb 2019 10:18pm
20th Feb 2019 10:18pm
CHOICES FOR 'ALL THAT COULD DIE'
(Inhumation)
All that could die
Six feet under lie,
Turning unto bone
Under a tombstone
(If not unmarked be
So plant life grows free).
(Cremation)
All that could die
Makes smoke in the sky
While I turn to ash.
It saves my folks cash
And the need to tend
A grave without end.
(Anatomization)
All that could die
To science leave I,
That men may dissect
To learning effect.
What's found under knife
Might save other's life.
All that could die
Six feet under lie,
Turning unto bone
Under a tombstone
(If not unmarked be
So plant life grows free).
(Cremation)
All that could die
Makes smoke in the sky
While I turn to ash.
It saves my folks cash
And the need to tend
A grave without end.
(Anatomization)
All that could die
To science leave I,
That men may dissect
To learning effect.
What's found under knife
Might save other's life.
#death
#rhyming
#choices
490 reads
4 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
21st Feb 2022 12:14pm
21st Feb 2022 12:14pm
WHY IS IT WRONG?
#lust
#erotic
#lover
#temptation
#choices
379 reads
9 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 1:59pm
3rd Apr 2024 1:59pm
Oracularity
The French gave us the word cliché
and so to honor Gallic grace
let's urge cliché to be passe
so no more discourse will debase
from any verse or any pen
where some foreseeable trauma
repeats its ugly life again
to flare into a melodrama,
or kindle more calamity
with ideation raised anew
antipodal to amity
which most of us already knew...
but still would not associate
a lack of tact with repeat fate.
and so to honor Gallic grace
let's urge cliché to be passe
so no more discourse will debase
from any verse or any pen
where some foreseeable trauma
repeats its ugly life again
to flare into a melodrama,
or kindle more calamity
with ideation raised anew
antipodal to amity
which most of us already knew...
but still would not associate
a lack of tact with repeat fate.
#anxiety
#suffering
#apathy
#choices
#PersonalGrowth
163 reads
10 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
20th Oct 2024 00:40am
20th Oct 2024 00:40am
The Door
Severely silent night.
An open door.
To a quiet nocturnal world.
There stands a paralysis of
gaunt empty branches.
Stone chances.
As the haunting
sterile white moon stares.
A door to nowhere.
Everywhere.
Somewhere.
A chilling choice.
Void of voice.
Step through the door.
Breech the membrane
of life's mysterious worlds.
An open door.
To a quiet nocturnal world.
There stands a paralysis of
gaunt empty branches.
Stone chances.
As the haunting
sterile white moon stares.
A door to nowhere.
Everywhere.
Somewhere.
A chilling choice.
Void of voice.
Step through the door.
Breech the membrane
of life's mysterious worlds.
#choices
#night
206 reads
25 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 2:00pm
12th Sep 2024 2:00pm
Working Out
it gives me insights
and quite a lot too
thought there was
little strength left
in my leggy body
while i'm Stronger
than i thought i was
it gave me a huge
confidence boost
i knew movement
improves mood yet
it came as a shock
how fast changes
occurred how huge
they are and how
long they stayed
yet more than that
i find myself making
better food choices
healthy foods that
nourish & nurture
i'm...
and quite a lot too
thought there was
little strength left
in my leggy body
while i'm Stronger
than i thought i was
it gave me a huge
confidence boost
i knew movement
improves mood yet
it came as a shock
how fast changes
occurred how huge
they are and how
long they stayed
yet more than that
i find myself making
better food choices
healthy foods that
nourish & nurture
i'm...
#choices
#strength
215 reads
16 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 6:00pm
19th Dec 2024 6:00pm
devil's 2 step
would you walk willingly
right back into the devil's embrace
knowing intimately...what awaits
allow yourself to be held...again
locked in his acidic chains
feel the familiar slice
of dagger breath across your neck
still healing from the last tango
from which you barely escaped
would you...
could you let yourself be led
...eyes wide open...
into the darkest corner
of his deepest dungeon
because hell hides nothing
once you know...you will always know
& the curl of his jagged claws
as they sink...
right back into the devil's embrace
knowing intimately...what awaits
allow yourself to be held...again
locked in his acidic chains
feel the familiar slice
of dagger breath across your neck
still healing from the last tango
from which you barely escaped
would you...
could you let yourself be led
...eyes wide open...
into the darkest corner
of his deepest dungeon
because hell hides nothing
once you know...you will always know
& the curl of his jagged claws
as they sink...
#choices
#confessional
#secrets #TruthOfLife
#secrets #TruthOfLife
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