Poems About the City Seeking Honest Critique
#city
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
21st Apr 2025 9:20pm
21st Apr 2025 9:20pm
Newsflash!
Easter Monday,
twenty-first of fourth, twenty twenty-five;
the Pope has passed in Rome
hours after celebrating Jesus being alive.
The news reports are moving—
people from around the globe paying tribute
to a man they say was good and humble.
As I've been writing codes and puzzles,
my brain began to rumble.
So here we have a puzzle poem
for a city named Rome—
it's a bit of maths
that you can do at home.
Some words within this poem
contain a Roman numeral;
spot the numbers, total them,
and maybe wear a humeral!
twenty-first of fourth, twenty twenty-five;
the Pope has passed in Rome
hours after celebrating Jesus being alive.
The news reports are moving—
people from around the globe paying tribute
to a man they say was good and humble.
As I've been writing codes and puzzles,
my brain began to rumble.
So here we have a puzzle poem
for a city named Rome—
it's a bit of maths
that you can do at home.
Some words within this poem
contain a Roman numeral;
spot the numbers, total them,
and maybe wear a humeral!
#city
#religion
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0 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 2:54am
11th Apr 2025 2:54am
My Sister's Sleepwalking In The Nude Again
John was walking to Marc's.
He was getting some stuff for Mom.
Suddenly, he just spotted Nikki.
She was walking naked in downtown Cleveland.
He grabbed and dragged her rump home.
He was getting some stuff for Mom.
Suddenly, he just spotted Nikki.
She was walking naked in downtown Cleveland.
He grabbed and dragged her rump home.
#city
#family
#fiction
#MentalHealth
#sex
98 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
27th Mar 2025 11:55pm
27th Mar 2025 11:55pm
city grows younger as I grow older
city used to smell of smoke
and cars, but now the air is full
of fake smiles
emanating from phones
that one no longer
dials: and yes, the
young are still beautiful, but they
have their own scars ..
and cars, but now the air is full
of fake smiles
emanating from phones
that one no longer
dials: and yes, the
young are still beautiful, but they
have their own scars ..
#city
79 reads
7 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 11:50pm
17th Mar 2025 11:50pm
Vertex
So it was like this:
He passed and she didn't see him!
It was so:
She did not see.
He passed.
The cars stopped
for him to pass
and she did not see.
He has a name
that she didn't hear.
So it was like this:
She didn't see his eyes,
lost when he passed
and he, not knowing
whether he was seen,
passed on.
They passed each other.
They didn't see each other.
Perhaps his voice in the wind.
maybe her scent
in the brief moment she passes
by him and he does not see.
So it was...
He passed and she didn't see him!
It was so:
She did not see.
He passed.
The cars stopped
for him to pass
and she did not see.
He has a name
that she didn't hear.
So it was like this:
She didn't see his eyes,
lost when he passed
and he, not knowing
whether he was seen,
passed on.
They passed each other.
They didn't see each other.
Perhaps his voice in the wind.
maybe her scent
in the brief moment she passes
by him and he does not see.
So it was...
#city
#hope
#inspirational
#lust
#mirror
68 reads
4 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 3:14pm
16th Mar 2025 3:14pm
~& the caw-ing cute, the cranial city Crow.. will go uncared for:(
at fourish fivish this a dark sunday dawn..
I hear the sharp & haste cawing calls
of them
(… yes, the same them whom had known
& bonded well right from my childhood…
them- the gathered brainy birds..
the simplistic & highly social, the indian
house crow in its black n faded bodied
greys.. in its small statured built than
their bigger relative.. the wild pitch black
violent ravens…
thanks to my dad, an avid bird lover.. he
used to feed them on a daily routine...
I hear the sharp & haste cawing calls
of them
(… yes, the same them whom had known
& bonded well right from my childhood…
them- the gathered brainy birds..
the simplistic & highly social, the indian
house crow in its black n faded bodied
greys.. in its small statured built than
their bigger relative.. the wild pitch black
violent ravens…
thanks to my dad, an avid bird lover.. he
used to feed them on a daily routine...
#anger
#birds
#CallToAction
#city
#nature
101 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 10:43am
28th Feb 2025 10:43am
MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN
Pigs came to the crack house last night
All the crack dealers and addicts scattered like roaches throwing their stash over the cement wall
The cops shined their little lights and tried to find the stash bags
But to no avail
The pigs rolled out and chased two dudes down the street
They ran one guy down who was crossing the street
When the cop got out of the car to see what he has done, another crack dealer shot the cop right in the face
"MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN"
That's what I heard from another cop on a CB Radio
Total carnage
Total mayhem ...
All the crack dealers and addicts scattered like roaches throwing their stash over the cement wall
The cops shined their little lights and tried to find the stash bags
But to no avail
The pigs rolled out and chased two dudes down the street
They ran one guy down who was crossing the street
When the cop got out of the car to see what he has done, another crack dealer shot the cop right in the face
"MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN"
That's what I heard from another cop on a CB Radio
Total carnage
Total mayhem ...
#city
#death
#drugs
#violence
#war
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8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 11:36am
11th Feb 2025 11:36am
Uptight
I was riding in the subway last Saturday night
I heard a kid behind me say, "I want to kill!"
And a man said, "Sure but not here"
I got off the subway with two beat up looking oriental women
One had zit scars grinding deep into her face
I got onto the escalator with a bunch of people and ascended into the light
I was standing behind this woman with tight pink pants on
The pants went way up the crack of her ass
I was tempted to pull her pants out of her ass crack
I didn't
She was with a well built preppy guy
Moccasins,...
I heard a kid behind me say, "I want to kill!"
And a man said, "Sure but not here"
I got off the subway with two beat up looking oriental women
One had zit scars grinding deep into her face
I got onto the escalator with a bunch of people and ascended into the light
I was standing behind this woman with tight pink pants on
The pants went way up the crack of her ass
I was tempted to pull her pants out of her ass crack
I didn't
She was with a well built preppy guy
Moccasins,...
#city
#ShortStory
110 reads
14 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 2:56am
4th Feb 2025 2:56am
Passing the Crown
The cool cities
have lost it
Seattle is septic
Portland is paunchy
Denver has dementia
Miami is myopic
Honolulu has a hernia
Phoenix is phucked up
Once homecoming kings and queens
now unfixable with plastic surgery alone
they reminisce about the old days
Soon they'll be startled to find
the uncool kids they teased
wearing the crowns:
Cincinatti
Pittsburgh
Bismark
Not because those cities were born all that
but because of what they are not
Yet.
have lost it
Seattle is septic
Portland is paunchy
Denver has dementia
Miami is myopic
Honolulu has a hernia
Phoenix is phucked up
Once homecoming kings and queens
now unfixable with plastic surgery alone
they reminisce about the old days
Soon they'll be startled to find
the uncool kids they teased
wearing the crowns:
Cincinatti
Pittsburgh
Bismark
Not because those cities were born all that
but because of what they are not
Yet.
#city
#culture
154 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 7:44pm
3rd Feb 2025 7:44pm
The Misadventures Underneath the Bridge
A young man walks alone
Shirtless on a hot, muggy night
He's attacked by an older man underneath the Williamsburg Bridge
He thought the guy was going to kill him
Instead he was raped
He can't tell anyone
It's a secret between you, me & him
Don't tell anybody, okay?
He don't need to be stabbed in the rear anymore
He's been fucked dry enough times for me to write a poem about it!
Shirtless on a hot, muggy night
He's attacked by an older man underneath the Williamsburg Bridge
He thought the guy was going to kill him
Instead he was raped
He can't tell anyone
It's a secret between you, me & him
Don't tell anybody, okay?
He don't need to be stabbed in the rear anymore
He's been fucked dry enough times for me to write a poem about it!
#abuse
#city
#satirical
#sex
#violence
112 reads
4 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 00:28am
29th Jan 2025 00:28am
outside the bank of england
you think everyone who works in
the city is a banker, or a hedge fund
investor, whatever that is, but it’s
all rubbish, says the road sweeper
the city is a banker, or a hedge fund
investor, whatever that is, but it’s
all rubbish, says the road sweeper
#city
89 reads
4 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 3:18pm
18th Jan 2025 3:18pm
$20 Frankie
Frankie is a gurl...
...a wannabe girl...
...very passable!
Without the makeup...
...and very close shave...
...and, of course the fake boobs...
Frankie looks like Elliot Page.
Made up...he looks like Ellen Page!
That's where he got the idea!
Ellen transitioned to Elliot.
Frankie just fakes it!
Convincingly well!
He turns tricks in the alley..
...outside my window...
...and in cars cruising here!
He likes guys!
He loves $$$
Blowjobs only!
Special panties tuck... ...
...a wannabe girl...
...very passable!
Without the makeup...
...and very close shave...
...and, of course the fake boobs...
Frankie looks like Elliot Page.
Made up...he looks like Ellen Page!
That's where he got the idea!
Ellen transitioned to Elliot.
Frankie just fakes it!
Convincingly well!
He turns tricks in the alley..
...outside my window...
...and in cars cruising here!
He likes guys!
He loves $$$
Blowjobs only!
Special panties tuck... ...
#city
#dirty
#money #sex
#money #sex
108 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 7:16am
18th Jan 2025 7:16am
Buffalo NY Sunday (Parody)
Buffalo NY Sunday
Pleasant Valley Sunday (Parody)
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The kid who raps is down the street
...someone just kicked his ass!
He sang of doing bitches to a...
lady dressed up for mass!
Another Buffalo NY Sunday...
empty houses burning everywhere...
so many burkas that are all the same...
...a ghetto in such disrepair.
Mohammed's wife's a tween -
she's years away from legal vote..
Abdul has just been charged...
for making love...to his goat!
Another Buffalo NY...
Pleasant Valley Sunday (Parody)
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The kid who raps is down the street
...someone just kicked his ass!
He sang of doing bitches to a...
lady dressed up for mass!
Another Buffalo NY Sunday...
empty houses burning everywhere...
so many burkas that are all the same...
...a ghetto in such disrepair.
Mohammed's wife's a tween -
she's years away from legal vote..
Abdul has just been charged...
for making love...to his goat!
Another Buffalo NY...
#city
#drugs
#lyrics
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