Emotional Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#emotional
Poets, The Innocent Liars
sometimes we have to fake to live
for a nice feedback to receive
thus, our hearts are quite and calm
and yet, we express too much pain
we are liars, the deceiftul writers
wicked crafters, and manipulators
we seek sympathy and others attention
even against our own self-abnegation
but, sincerely we are very bad actors
making color movies from old cliches
outdated scripts and Hitchcock scenarios
to look pitiful in masked low-budget thrillers
the innocent words to outwardly deliver
alas ! die so fast...
for a nice feedback to receive
thus, our hearts are quite and calm
and yet, we express too much pain
we are liars, the deceiftul writers
wicked crafters, and manipulators
we seek sympathy and others attention
even against our own self-abnegation
but, sincerely we are very bad actors
making color movies from old cliches
outdated scripts and Hitchcock scenarios
to look pitiful in masked low-budget thrillers
the innocent words to outwardly deliver
alas ! die so fast...
#rejection
#abuse
#misunderstood
#despair
#emotional
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If I can't have her no one can
I close my eyes and all I see is this man with a knife and a mission to complete,
if I can't have you no one will
he won't do it himself so he sends a messenger to complete his act
because if he can't have her no one will
a knife in the dark not too sharp but enough to cut
cut into her memory
if he can't have her no one can
shaking and scared she can't hide from what he left inside
no true injuries but a fear she won't ever forget
if he can't have her no one can
she wants to walk away from all she loves to protect them
because if he...
if I can't have you no one will
he won't do it himself so he sends a messenger to complete his act
because if he can't have her no one will
a knife in the dark not too sharp but enough to cut
cut into her memory
if he can't have her no one can
shaking and scared she can't hide from what he left inside
no true injuries but a fear she won't ever forget
if he can't have her no one can
she wants to walk away from all she loves to protect them
because if he...
#abuse
#FeelingTrapped
#emotional #fear
#emotional #fear
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Through the Looking Glass: A Cry for Change
Once, I dreamt of grander plans,
A vision of a land enhanced.
Words as my wand, the world to enchant,
"Alice," I'd ask, "what realms do you grant?"
But open the news, a stark looking glass,
Echoes of my existence, they seek to surpass.
A world grinding down, crushing so deep,
Where starving souls and penthouses keep.
Great plans I held in hand, now astray,
Born to a century, twisted and frayed.
Metaphors my refuge, my solace in the fight,
A song overplayed, now lost to the night.
...
A vision of a land enhanced.
Words as my wand, the world to enchant,
"Alice," I'd ask, "what realms do you grant?"
But open the news, a stark looking glass,
Echoes of my existence, they seek to surpass.
A world grinding down, crushing so deep,
Where starving souls and penthouses keep.
Great plans I held in hand, now astray,
Born to a century, twisted and frayed.
Metaphors my refuge, my solace in the fight,
A song overplayed, now lost to the night.
...
#war
#mirror
#greed
#hypocrisy
#emotional
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Language
In the realm of language, where words gently sway,
Delicate phrases in delicate array,
Tumbling and fumbling in a delicate ballet,
No utterance supreme, no lexicon to outweigh.
A symphony of sounds, a linguistic sea,
Each note distinct, a unique identity,
A myriad of voices in harmonic diversity,
Crafting a tapestry of spoken tapestry.
Some whispers, soft and slender, barely heard,
Others bold and brash, commanding every word,
Some vanish like mist, ephemeral and blurred,
While some resonate, enduring and assured.
A...
Delicate phrases in delicate array,
Tumbling and fumbling in a delicate ballet,
No utterance supreme, no lexicon to outweigh.
A symphony of sounds, a linguistic sea,
Each note distinct, a unique identity,
A myriad of voices in harmonic diversity,
Crafting a tapestry of spoken tapestry.
Some whispers, soft and slender, barely heard,
Others bold and brash, commanding every word,
Some vanish like mist, ephemeral and blurred,
While some resonate, enduring and assured.
A...
#LifeCycle
#emotional
#philosophical
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Equivalency
Everything bears a cost,
Not merely a price to be tossed.
For every gain we seek to host,
Something else must be lost.
To earn the coin, we toil,
Sweat upon the soil.
For respect to be our lot,
We must act in ways that are not forgot.
To hold goods within our grasp,
We part with coins that clasp.
When gains are made, yet nothing's spent,
The scale tips – it's not what nature meant.
For each thing gained without a toll,
Disrupts the balance of the whole.
We must reckon with the cost,
For nothing comes...
Not merely a price to be tossed.
For every gain we seek to host,
Something else must be lost.
To earn the coin, we toil,
Sweat upon the soil.
For respect to be our lot,
We must act in ways that are not forgot.
To hold goods within our grasp,
We part with coins that clasp.
When gains are made, yet nothing's spent,
The scale tips – it's not what nature meant.
For each thing gained without a toll,
Disrupts the balance of the whole.
We must reckon with the cost,
For nothing comes...
#TruthOfLife
#suffering
#emotional
#sacrifice
#choices
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Lost
He's torn between choices, The path unclear.
Searching for Answers Lost in fear. Struggling to find his way through. Fighting the battles he never knew.....
Searching for Answers Lost in fear. Struggling to find his way through. Fighting the battles he never knew.....
#LifeStruggles
#PTSD
#emotional #vulnerability
#emotional #vulnerability
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exeunt
my january days
“Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes.
Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no
such thing as separation.”—Rumi
the speaker stood there, speechless,
the pleader’s voice beseechless,
the vital river ran aground, bone dry.
the view, once so breathtaking,
enero was forsaking,
my tired eyes knew no more how to cry.
the night sky, stark and starless,
making my daydreams far less
inclined to populate my fitful sleep.
my final hopes were waning,
vitality fast...
“Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes.
Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no
such thing as separation.”—Rumi
the speaker stood there, speechless,
the pleader’s voice beseechless,
the vital river ran aground, bone dry.
the view, once so breathtaking,
enero was forsaking,
my tired eyes knew no more how to cry.
the night sky, stark and starless,
making my daydreams far less
inclined to populate my fitful sleep.
my final hopes were waning,
vitality fast...
#grief
#breakup
#MovingOn #emotional
#MovingOn #emotional
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Car Ride
I picked you up today
after getting off work on this beautiful day
I drove you to our spot
your tongue hanging out like you were hot
I looked over and a tear came to my eye
you looked at me as if to ask why
I wanted to tell you our last ride was soon
maybe September maybe the end of June
I had so much I wanted to say
but all I could manage was "I love you, okay?"
you sat there enjoying the incoming breeze
as my pain began to ease
I know you love me too
I'm your papa and you're my Jenny roo
so I know...
after getting off work on this beautiful day
I drove you to our spot
your tongue hanging out like you were hot
I looked over and a tear came to my eye
you looked at me as if to ask why
I wanted to tell you our last ride was soon
maybe September maybe the end of June
I had so much I wanted to say
but all I could manage was "I love you, okay?"
you sat there enjoying the incoming breeze
as my pain began to ease
I know you love me too
I'm your papa and you're my Jenny roo
so I know...
#sadness
#love
#heartbroken #emotional
#heartbroken #emotional
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Tough love
I’ve listened to you sob for days now
Pick yourself up off the floor
Don’t you realize we’re worth so much more?
This melodrama has played out
The time has come to close the curtain and take a bow
There’s no perfect script to this
but you nailed your lines
and weeped heartache into perfect poetic bliss
I know, they played you,
leaving you banged up with broken strings
and your song hopelessly out of tune
The lyrics sting like love notes
jaggedly carved into the flesh of tender dreams
Love pierced knife wounds in your...
Pick yourself up off the floor
Don’t you realize we’re worth so much more?
This melodrama has played out
The time has come to close the curtain and take a bow
There’s no perfect script to this
but you nailed your lines
and weeped heartache into perfect poetic bliss
I know, they played you,
leaving you banged up with broken strings
and your song hopelessly out of tune
The lyrics sting like love notes
jaggedly carved into the flesh of tender dreams
Love pierced knife wounds in your...
#love
#heartbroken
#breakup #emotional
#breakup #emotional
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on love
love
the most complex of all
love
the most soul crushing of them all
high value, pure and golden
the biggest of them all
but what about everyday love?
what about friends?
when i talk about love
i picture them -
friends, my dear friends -
the ones i owe my sanity to
the ones sacrificing their time to check in on me
and the ones who deserve not only that
but the world in every screaming color
happiness displayed on their faces
as they achieve everything they're destined to
you know what follows: ...
the most complex of all
love
the most soul crushing of them all
high value, pure and golden
the biggest of them all
but what about everyday love?
what about friends?
when i talk about love
i picture them -
friends, my dear friends -
the ones i owe my sanity to
the ones sacrificing their time to check in on me
and the ones who deserve not only that
but the world in every screaming color
happiness displayed on their faces
as they achieve everything they're destined to
you know what follows: ...
#love
#friendship
#admiration #emotional
#admiration #emotional
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No place like home
In the hills up high, I stand alone,
Lost and searching for a place to call my own.
My life feels heavy, burdened with strife,
Missing my kids, longing for their light.
No one to shield me, no one to hold,
In this vast emptiness, my heart feels cold.
Questions arise, pondering God's plan,
Is this my destiny, to wander in this land?
But amidst the darkness, a flicker of hope,
Whispering gently, helping me to cope.
For every trial, there's a purpose unknown,
Guiding me through the wilderness I've known.
Though I may...
Lost and searching for a place to call my own.
My life feels heavy, burdened with strife,
Missing my kids, longing for their light.
No one to shield me, no one to hold,
In this vast emptiness, my heart feels cold.
Questions arise, pondering God's plan,
Is this my destiny, to wander in this land?
But amidst the darkness, a flicker of hope,
Whispering gently, helping me to cope.
For every trial, there's a purpose unknown,
Guiding me through the wilderness I've known.
Though I may...
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
#despair
#FeelingLost
#emotional
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VIBES AND WHISPERS
Have you ever heard about this feeling, that you get when you are in a warm mood. As you can manifest from your own thoughts as your spirit becomes,more alive from within and to be awakening. As you are just the way you are more stronger, than you think that you are in that position. To explore the deepness and the benefits, that you have now in Peace and Transparency and Tranquility.🦋
SHAMAN 111
SHAMAN 111
#dialogue
#uplifting
#emotional
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
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DU Poetry : Emotional Seeking Honest Critique Poems