Long Emotional Poems
#emotional
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
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6 Comments
Lo_bedda
Lo Lo
Lo Lo
Poem Published
25th Jul 2020 2:25am
25th Jul 2020 2:25am
I tried
I pretend to sleep, tears dried on my cheeks.
The bed squeaks as you sneak from the sheets. It’s the third time this week...
It’s her to which you seek to go hide and speak to. You don’t know I’m awake, I hear the conversation that partakes. With every soft spoken word I feel my heart break, my hands begin to shake. I burn to ashes from your mistakes...
You return to bed, countless thoughts infect my head. You believe I didn’t hear the all that was said. Tonight my soul bled caused by lies I was fed by the man my heart was set to wed....
Motionless in this...
The bed squeaks as you sneak from the sheets. It’s the third time this week...
It’s her to which you seek to go hide and speak to. You don’t know I’m awake, I hear the conversation that partakes. With every soft spoken word I feel my heart break, my hands begin to shake. I burn to ashes from your mistakes...
You return to bed, countless thoughts infect my head. You believe I didn’t hear the all that was said. Tonight my soul bled caused by lies I was fed by the man my heart was set to wed....
Motionless in this...
#heartbroken
#breakup
#betrayal
#rhyming
#emotional
538 reads
1 Comment
syandeneJahia
sy4ndene44
sy4ndene44
Poem Published
14th Jul 2020 10:01pm
14th Jul 2020 10:01pm
'IF'
If
By
Syandene
If
I
could tell you
that in seeing you from a distance
tiny cells of brain
collide, crash, tumble
over one another
would you ...
By
Syandene
If
I
could tell you
that in seeing you from a distance
tiny cells of brain
collide, crash, tumble
over one another
would you ...
#relationships
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove #emotional
#FirstLove #emotional
559 reads
4 Comments
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
29th Jun 2020 8:09am
29th Jun 2020 8:09am
Secret #2
I thought about writing a poem but instead I'm telling you a story. I think of words to say but yet those words are hidden. I am sad but yet not depressed. I'm a freak but yet so normal. I'm a nighttime star but yet I'm without a light. I see but can't believe. I try but yey give up. I trust but yet I'm alone. I'm unselfish but yet I break things. I'm not here to say some lines. Because the truth is even now I'm wasting my time. Not because I need attention but because I fear isolation. I wish I had an answer but instead I got nothing. I don't have a damn idea on what to do or who i am meant...
#mirror
#confessional
#myself
#emotional
#StreamOfConsciousness
481 reads
1 Comment
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
11th Jun 2020 7:04pm
11th Jun 2020 7:04pm
My mind
A life unfolds
Lost treasures and golds
The abyss of lost souls
Hell or heaven who knows
Past flaws put in pictures
Grab paint and make mixtures
An explorer on his adventures
Common greed and penny pinchers
A man on his own
Lost forever and unknown
One mistake and he will go
From disappointment he will grow
The chance of a lifetime
No time is the right time
A man in his right mind
A search for the right kind
A king begins to battle
A warrior horse in his...
Lost treasures and golds
The abyss of lost souls
Hell or heaven who knows
Past flaws put in pictures
Grab paint and make mixtures
An explorer on his adventures
Common greed and penny pinchers
A man on his own
Lost forever and unknown
One mistake and he will go
From disappointment he will grow
The chance of a lifetime
No time is the right time
A man in his right mind
A search for the right kind
A king begins to battle
A warrior horse in his...
#rhyming
#lyrics
#rap
#emotional
#StreamOfConsciousness
990 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
9th Jun 2020 3:27pm
9th Jun 2020 3:27pm
MY TRIBUTE AND HOMAGE
As life stand still and the whole world has been put into another situation, that again got way out of hands due to the racist actions of the blue wall of silence, who committed straight out murder on another person. Yet through the protesting and speaking out about the injustice not as people of color, but as people from every race and creed and color for a common cause. Voice there own options and feelings even there thoughts as enough is enough of the police brutality, that ends up killing another individual unjustly as it goes beyond and above the law. For it is those officers who needs...
#motivational
#inspirational
#uplifting
#emotional
#symbolism
547 reads
5 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
7th Jun 2020 11:25pm
7th Jun 2020 11:25pm
THE SCREAMS OF DEATH
As this moment within time repeats itself time and time again with police brutality, but yet I want to explore the true depth of your subconsciousness as a black man and black woman even those of different race and creed and color. For I want to voyage deep into the deep underground, within the gateway of the deepness within your mind and thoughts. For it is definitely true that our lives, don't matter to the wall of silence but yet what does it matter to you? For you have some police officers still using force, making false reports and yet still against those of color even those that are...
#dialogue
#CallToAction
#emotional
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
518 reads
14 Comments
souladareatease
Poem Published
1st Jun 2020 10:50am
1st Jun 2020 10:50am
Adventures In Copy And Paste II.
Imagery Poems (From Group Play)
1:
It was right there on the tip of his tongue
kissing lemon with some little tart
a stone pathway, pushcart town
awaiting strawberry festival
juicy and succulent drips mix in pitcher
cool of ice lavished with suckle
so sweet She is dribbling my chin
this my friend, tis a wonderful lil town
2:
Shots rang out coupled by whistle of flight
foxholes din and all her men scream bloody murder
between the crackles of short-wave radio
stukas dive taking...
1:
It was right there on the tip of his tongue
kissing lemon with some little tart
a stone pathway, pushcart town
awaiting strawberry festival
juicy and succulent drips mix in pitcher
cool of ice lavished with suckle
so sweet She is dribbling my chin
this my friend, tis a wonderful lil town
2:
Shots rang out coupled by whistle of flight
foxholes din and all her men scream bloody murder
between the crackles of short-wave radio
stukas dive taking...
#emotional
#symbolism
879 reads
15 Comments
veganpoet
Poem Published
14th May 2020 3:58am
14th May 2020 3:58am
The Heart That Pulls Away Must Mimic And Overcome The Stark Brutalism Of A Solitary Flower Basking In The Final Hours Of
The Heart That Pulls Away Must Mimic And Overcome The Stark Brutalism Of A Solitary Flower Basking In The Final Hours Of Summer Sunlight
I have been smothered
in a stultifying mud of lonesome indifference,
a volcanic eruption of apathetic terror casting a heavy shadow
into the corners of what is an essentially boisterous and magnificent spirit.
I should write the poems each night,
I should play my songs on the keyboard and sing the lyrics each day,
to honor the extraordinary, creative being that inhabits my shoes.
I should groove each...
I have been smothered
in a stultifying mud of lonesome indifference,
a volcanic eruption of apathetic terror casting a heavy shadow
into the corners of what is an essentially boisterous and magnificent spirit.
I should write the poems each night,
I should play my songs on the keyboard and sing the lyrics each day,
to honor the extraordinary, creative being that inhabits my shoes.
I should groove each...
#love
#relationships
#LifeAsAWriter
#emotional
#emotions
468 reads
2 Comments
Lord_Stabdagger
Poem Published
3rd May 2020 10:40pm
3rd May 2020 10:40pm
The Note.
Michael.
I wait for my train as another rushes by causing a draft. The platform is bustling with dozens of people rushing about their business on this dull Monday morning. In over an hour I’ll be back behind my desk for the first time in several weeks, and I’m looking forward to getting buried under a backlog of paperwork to keep me distracted.
Moving on is proving to be harder than I anticipated after burying my late wife, but I simply can’t sit around and allow the weight of her loss to slowly crush me. Being on this platform isn’t helping. This is where we met...
I wait for my train as another rushes by causing a draft. The platform is bustling with dozens of people rushing about their business on this dull Monday morning. In over an hour I’ll be back behind my desk for the first time in several weeks, and I’m looking forward to getting buried under a backlog of paperwork to keep me distracted.
Moving on is proving to be harder than I anticipated after burying my late wife, but I simply can’t sit around and allow the weight of her loss to slowly crush me. Being on this platform isn’t helping. This is where we met...
#romantic
#FirstLove
#emotional #crush
#emotional #crush
724 reads
2 Comments
Lagertha
Poem Published
17th Mar 2020 11:09am
17th Mar 2020 11:09am
Sister https://youtu.be/VJDJs9dumZI
Sister, I'm sitting outside tonight by the fire, our girls are in my bed sleeping or they are giving me some time to write this
just me, your black flannel PJ's,
sherpa robe,
wrapped up like a burrito in my blanket…
I'm being careful about blowing the steam away from my tea… can you see me
Did you see us…I know you did my love
The tea, it''s fogging up my glasses or is it the tears he was able to bring out of me with a song...
Go figure, your all-time remedy for universal communication… Music baby.. Music
I really...
just me, your black flannel PJ's,
sherpa robe,
wrapped up like a burrito in my blanket…
I'm being careful about blowing the steam away from my tea… can you see me
Did you see us…I know you did my love
The tea, it''s fogging up my glasses or is it the tears he was able to bring out of me with a song...
Go figure, your all-time remedy for universal communication… Music baby.. Music
I really...
#grief
#death
#PTSD #emotional
#PTSD #emotional
879 reads
G3r0
TetsuUmi
TetsuUmi
Poem Published
1st Mar 2020 8:17am
1st Mar 2020 8:17am
Killou Ft.Yuri kylo
Artist: Yuri kylo.
Put my blood sweat all onna page
real nigga i seen better days
trill i just let the cheddar age
u was inna field I was inna maze
heal niggas when i burn the sage
feel different when i learn the waves
ill kill me 4 the shit i spill if i wrote it seal my shit in a vase
money on my mind
spirits in my face say my lyrics ain’t above adjace
but it’s ghosty so i innovate
try to coach me but i wrote the plays
don’t approach me less u woke or paid
i been sober know it...
Put my blood sweat all onna page
real nigga i seen better days
trill i just let the cheddar age
u was inna field I was inna maze
heal niggas when i burn the sage
feel different when i learn the waves
ill kill me 4 the shit i spill if i wrote it seal my shit in a vase
money on my mind
spirits in my face say my lyrics ain’t above adjace
but it’s ghosty so i innovate
try to coach me but i wrote the plays
don’t approach me less u woke or paid
i been sober know it...
#rhyming
#emotional
#symbolism
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1 Comment
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