Least Read Emotional Poems
#emotional
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
19th Apr 2021 8:15pm
19th Apr 2021 8:15pm
Wanted
I am the mastermind
That is highly sought after
The only one of my kind
Who’s more cunning than an actor
I topple the wanted charts
And am more elusive than Waldo
My pen creates works of fine arts
That can only be described as Bravo!
My craft is immense
With its own viral attitude
Clutching you by the throat in suspense
Superseding its own longitude and latitude
The fire traces from my ink
Glues the blades to my lines
So when its read you’ll need a shrink
To sop up what’s left of your minds
Everybody wants a piece...
That is highly sought after
The only one of my kind
Who’s more cunning than an actor
I topple the wanted charts
And am more elusive than Waldo
My pen creates works of fine arts
That can only be described as Bravo!
My craft is immense
With its own viral attitude
Clutching you by the throat in suspense
Superseding its own longitude and latitude
The fire traces from my ink
Glues the blades to my lines
So when its read you’ll need a shrink
To sop up what’s left of your minds
Everybody wants a piece...
#rhyming
#emotional
#symbolism
#epic
#NaPoWriMo2021
12 reads
3 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
8th Apr 2021 7:31pm
8th Apr 2021 7:31pm
F.A.M.E (Feel All My Emotions)
Contradictory to what I think
These vowels keep throwing up in the sink
I woke up this morning with a bladder of P
And a wicked hangover from my poetry T
My bud was weak and my beer was high
My eyes were red but my tears were dry
My weight was Y not even explained
My dignity X ploded and strained
My train of thought is literally stranded
Chilling on the tracks where U was reprimanded
My writing license is revoked
My homie J just got smoked
My tricky writer’s block eloped
Lucky Charms drove down my throat
My neck is stiff...
These vowels keep throwing up in the sink
I woke up this morning with a bladder of P
And a wicked hangover from my poetry T
My bud was weak and my beer was high
My eyes were red but my tears were dry
My weight was Y not even explained
My dignity X ploded and strained
My train of thought is literally stranded
Chilling on the tracks where U was reprimanded
My writing license is revoked
My homie J just got smoked
My tricky writer’s block eloped
Lucky Charms drove down my throat
My neck is stiff...
#rhyming
#frustration
#emotional
#metaphor
#NaPoWriMo2021
13 reads
7 Comments
Shakespearan-Sweet
Poem Published
18th Jun 2018 12:10pm
18th Jun 2018 12:10pm
The Return part 2
(Insert, a tease taking from The Return part 2
Before eyes for me to know I couldn’t see past Your eyelashes kohl,
Angry rains seem to mock me and pour down heavy and I thought when is this storm going to ever end so I drove back carefully slow,
With Mosaic emotions
Red,black,white,yellow, and violets in blooms-of oceans
I fell into sleep deprivation, dozing,
A lucid dream me holding,
My purple pen lays prostrate to his Royal soul magistrate
The written prose for your jury eyes to dilate
truth maybe hidden, patience, must wait ...
Before eyes for me to know I couldn’t see past Your eyelashes kohl,
Angry rains seem to mock me and pour down heavy and I thought when is this storm going to ever end so I drove back carefully slow,
With Mosaic emotions
Red,black,white,yellow, and violets in blooms-of oceans
I fell into sleep deprivation, dozing,
A lucid dream me holding,
My purple pen lays prostrate to his Royal soul magistrate
The written prose for your jury eyes to dilate
truth maybe hidden, patience, must wait ...
#love
#relationships
#rhyming
#emotional
#metaphor
14 reads
4 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
19th Oct 2020 3:40pm
19th Oct 2020 3:40pm
Skin Wars
Who told you that the color of a soul was skin-deep?
That it had to lose its pigmentation in order to get a spot where you sleep
Who told you that the beauty of a soul had color in the first place?
What reality are we living in where hatred can just shit in our face?
Who told you that we were allowed to see a soul in this way?
Who told you that this was ok?
That it was ok to write your self-appointed and twisted views into the book of man
That you can control and play God under the one true being who created man
Who told you that it was ok to sleep with...
That it had to lose its pigmentation in order to get a spot where you sleep
Who told you that the beauty of a soul had color in the first place?
What reality are we living in where hatred can just shit in our face?
Who told you that we were allowed to see a soul in this way?
Who told you that this was ok?
That it was ok to write your self-appointed and twisted views into the book of man
That you can control and play God under the one true being who created man
Who told you that it was ok to sleep with...
#rejection
#abuse
#ignorance
#suffering
#emotional
16 reads
6 Comments
hackerstacker
Poem Published
5th Nov 2018 10:38pm
5th Nov 2018 10:38pm
Warmth of the sun
Warmth of the sun
Shall I forget the face of a bright sunshine?
Whose beauty is comparable to an angel so divine;
Shall I overlook your smiles that are so sweet?
Just a glimpse of you knocks me off my feet.
Shall I pass a day without seeing you?
O r miss a chance to prove my feelings are true;
Shall I think twice to win your heart?
Living without you will tear me apart.
Shall I not recall the way your hair dances in the summer air?
And how your laughter warms my cold winter;
Your gentle breath swifts right through the autumn’s call,...
Shall I forget the face of a bright sunshine?
Whose beauty is comparable to an angel so divine;
Shall I overlook your smiles that are so sweet?
Just a glimpse of you knocks me off my feet.
Shall I pass a day without seeing you?
O r miss a chance to prove my feelings are true;
Shall I think twice to win your heart?
Living without you will tear me apart.
Shall I not recall the way your hair dances in the summer air?
And how your laughter warms my cold winter;
Your gentle breath swifts right through the autumn’s call,...
#emotional
18 reads
7 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
21st Apr 2021 8:24pm
21st Apr 2021 8:24pm
Thirty-Days Of...
Migranes and insomnia
Mental euphoria
Stomach aches
Poetry cakes
Mind explosions
Flustered emotions
Finger cramps
Lighted lamps
Annoying confusion
Napo delusion
Writing on command
Self reprimand
Writer’s block
Eyes on clock
New inspiration
Steady irritation
Good poetry
Bad poetry
Frustration at its best
Halfway dressed
Sleeping with letters
Poetry collectors
Burning eyes
Sobbing cries
Insanity plea
Poetry where for art thee
Writing early
Gripping firmly ...
Mental euphoria
Stomach aches
Poetry cakes
Mind explosions
Flustered emotions
Finger cramps
Lighted lamps
Annoying confusion
Napo delusion
Writing on command
Self reprimand
Writer’s block
Eyes on clock
New inspiration
Steady irritation
Good poetry
Bad poetry
Frustration at its best
Halfway dressed
Sleeping with letters
Poetry collectors
Burning eyes
Sobbing cries
Insanity plea
Poetry where for art thee
Writing early
Gripping firmly ...
#rhyming
#emotional
#metaphor
#symbolism
#NaPoWriMo2021
20 reads
4 Comments
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
9th Nov 2019 1:02am
9th Nov 2019 1:02am
YOU
You have the gift to awake my thirst,
When your arms touch my corpse,
And our eyes paint the path for our lips to meet,
Heavens choir composed the melody our bodies turns on,
while clouds carve our names throughout the universe,
Shadows of you and me,
Reflect on the love that was
meant to endure
When the sun sets and you are not around,
It feels so cold, slowly I dry out,
I pray that our star can shine again,
And bring back to me
You, who lights me,
You, who believes in me
You, who completes me...
When your arms touch my corpse,
And our eyes paint the path for our lips to meet,
Heavens choir composed the melody our bodies turns on,
while clouds carve our names throughout the universe,
Shadows of you and me,
Reflect on the love that was
meant to endure
When the sun sets and you are not around,
It feels so cold, slowly I dry out,
I pray that our star can shine again,
And bring back to me
You, who lights me,
You, who believes in me
You, who completes me...
#love
#IMissYou
#emotional #memories
#emotional #memories
22 reads
5 Comments
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
9th May 2020 4:55am
9th May 2020 4:55am
Unanswered
The clock strikes midnight and I recall,
When I said I wouldn’t fall,
Every time I see your name,
I can’t help it but think.
If we could change reality,
Would this fling be a thing?
Two can play that game,
At the end one will come short.
The time we spent together,
I wouldn’t trade that for a pot of gold,
You smile at my jokes and so do I too,
Why did life play a trick on us?
Maybe we were too slow,
Distance is a shortcoming, surely it would not have...
When I said I wouldn’t fall,
Every time I see your name,
I can’t help it but think.
If we could change reality,
Would this fling be a thing?
Two can play that game,
At the end one will come short.
The time we spent together,
I wouldn’t trade that for a pot of gold,
You smile at my jokes and so do I too,
Why did life play a trick on us?
Maybe we were too slow,
Distance is a shortcoming, surely it would not have...
#friendship
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#emotional
#ForbiddenLove
22 reads
10 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
21st Oct 2020 4:55pm
21st Oct 2020 4:55pm
Taste My Lips
I lie here among nature
Naked and fully awake
I am waiting for your portraiture
So I can reflect my beauty amongst the lake
I keep my lips open
For you to taste my lustful display
And I secrete my perfume scented oil as a token
For seducing you into my sexual play
Come…
Taste my lips.
Naked and fully awake
I am waiting for your portraiture
So I can reflect my beauty amongst the lake
I keep my lips open
For you to taste my lustful display
And I secrete my perfume scented oil as a token
For seducing you into my sexual play
Come…
Taste my lips.
#nostalgia
#emotional
#metaphor
#philosophical
#symbolism
30 reads
14 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
17th Mar 2023 1:26am
17th Mar 2023 1:26am
Listening
The universe is speaking, and it scares.
Not the first meeting I was hoping for.
Taking deep breaths in between each prayer.
Fluttering butterflies ripple the air.
Unaware of what lies behind closed doors.
The universe is speaking, and it scares.
I have not blinked; I am stuck in a stare.
With tears running dry, my eyes become sore.
Taking deep breaths in between each prayer.
Worried so much because I truly care.
Curious about what life has in store.
The universe is speaking, and it scares.
The reaper lurked,...
Not the first meeting I was hoping for.
Taking deep breaths in between each prayer.
Fluttering butterflies ripple the air.
Unaware of what lies behind closed doors.
The universe is speaking, and it scares.
I have not blinked; I am stuck in a stare.
With tears running dry, my eyes become sore.
Taking deep breaths in between each prayer.
Worried so much because I truly care.
Curious about what life has in store.
The universe is speaking, and it scares.
The reaper lurked,...
#anxiety
#emotional
#villanelle
35 reads
30 Comments
Poet__2248
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 1:39pm
6th Jan 2025 1:39pm
An itch
Her body is wrapped in bandage
For her skin does not scab
Once again
it is torn by her own nails
Which now protrude from her limbs
Her legs and arms horribly disfigured and impaled
Cut and bruised at her own hand
She tries not to look at them
As they only blemish her very vision
and claw at her memory
Void of mercy
and gentleness
they can no longer be hidden
stubbornly forgotten and encased in her bleeding flesh
Again, she will begin to itch
And then the memories
they will subside
after she has scratched raw...
For her skin does not scab
Once again
it is torn by her own nails
Which now protrude from her limbs
Her legs and arms horribly disfigured and impaled
Cut and bruised at her own hand
She tries not to look at them
As they only blemish her very vision
and claw at her memory
Void of mercy
and gentleness
they can no longer be hidden
stubbornly forgotten and encased in her bleeding flesh
Again, she will begin to itch
And then the memories
they will subside
after she has scratched raw...
#emotional
#FeelingTrapped
#MentalHealth
#vulnerability
#weakness
47 reads
0 Comments
hackerstacker
Poem Published
6th Oct 2018 3:37am
6th Oct 2018 3:37am
Everything I see reminds me of her
Everything I see reminds me of her
Smoothed asphalt like her skin
Mountain picks point to the sky like the nipples erect
Valleys cover and divided roads much like legs spread well groomed
Coal like hair jet black
Lips color of rubies
Eyes sparkle like stars at night
Smile brighter than the sun beams
By hackerstacker
Smoothed asphalt like her skin
Mountain picks point to the sky like the nipples erect
Valleys cover and divided roads much like legs spread well groomed
Coal like hair jet black
Lips color of rubies
Eyes sparkle like stars at night
Smile brighter than the sun beams
By hackerstacker
#emotional
52 reads
3 Comments
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