Emotional by Top Critiquers Poems
#emotional
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
1st Feb 2024 2:55pm
1st Feb 2024 2:55pm
Cruising The Death of Time
There is a desolate highway
that cuts through
my mind's haunting pines.
A scull and crossbone
on the exit sign.
Through rugged terrain
of yesterday's.
Counting the monotonous lines.
Driving back
through the death of time.
Cruising to days
you perished being mine.
Back to you holding my hand,
absolutely inconceivable,
you would ever let go.
It's heart tugging to visit
those memories now,
the heart still gives,
a phantom swell.
I drove back
and parked in tomorrow.
Into the deep...
that cuts through
my mind's haunting pines.
A scull and crossbone
on the exit sign.
Through rugged terrain
of yesterday's.
Counting the monotonous lines.
Driving back
through the death of time.
Cruising to days
you perished being mine.
Back to you holding my hand,
absolutely inconceivable,
you would ever let go.
It's heart tugging to visit
those memories now,
the heart still gives,
a phantom swell.
I drove back
and parked in tomorrow.
Into the deep...
#memories
#MovingOn
#emotional
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
8th Apr 2022 7:16am
8th Apr 2022 7:16am
Triggered
four of us teachers were talking
we rarely have time to do that
we never even use the teachers lounge
too busy making copies and calling parents
two of the teachers were male
both admitted their students have seen them cry this year
mine haven't
amazing
i'm a huge effing crybaby
but i've chosen anger instead
it's closer to the surface
a quicker-burning fuel
it doesn't make me feel as deeply
resultingly
"I'M NOT GOING TO YELL!"
is something i yell
a...
we rarely have time to do that
we never even use the teachers lounge
too busy making copies and calling parents
two of the teachers were male
both admitted their students have seen them cry this year
mine haven't
amazing
i'm a huge effing crybaby
but i've chosen anger instead
it's closer to the surface
a quicker-burning fuel
it doesn't make me feel as deeply
resultingly
"I'M NOT GOING TO YELL!"
is something i yell
a...
#sadness
#anger
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#emotional
571 reads
10 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2021 7:03pm
2nd Apr 2021 7:03pm
Life; A Cameo Appearance..
Honnie Bonnie Honey Canberry..
I shan't ask you politely next time who is my attorney?..
Who never goes astray?
Who don't know what pain is?..
Show me who never fall a sleep?..
Show me who never fall sick?..
Show me who's never in need of something..
This life that we live is just a cameo..
Like the Capulet's on Romeo.. Montague's on Juliet..
My attention soon captured by the sensations of the airy omelet..
Can't beat this hullabaloo..
I shan't ask you politely next time who is my attorney?..
Who never goes astray?
Who don't know what pain is?..
Show me who never fall a sleep?..
Show me who never fall sick?..
Show me who's never in need of something..
This life that we live is just a cameo..
Like the Capulet's on Romeo.. Montague's on Juliet..
My attention soon captured by the sensations of the airy omelet..
Can't beat this hullabaloo..
#emotional
406 reads
1 Comment
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
1st Dec 2019 9:14pm
1st Dec 2019 9:14pm
Call Center Bye Bye
#suicide
#emotional
#choices
604 reads
6 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
21st Sep 2023 9:56am
21st Sep 2023 9:56am
so live carefully!!!
A small heart
and thousands of wishes
n when the mind joins together
desires diminish and
stubbornness increases.
and thousands of wishes
n when the mind joins together
desires diminish and
stubbornness increases.
#emotional
#philosophical
256 reads
4 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
17th Sep 2019 11:33pm
17th Sep 2019 11:33pm
the muddled logician's retort ..
emotions are all very well
in there place
I would probably have felt
a very similar
thought
in there place
I would probably have felt
a very similar
thought
#emotional
456 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 00:15am
6th Mar 2025 00:15am
I know I'm doing this wrong, but I can't stop
You look at me like I'm heartbreak
like you're waiting for me to move that
extra inch and break your ribcage open
on my way out the door
And I won't lie
sometimes I think of running
in the same way I always think of running
because there isn't a love that
has flooded my veins
that I haven't wanted to escape
and there isn't a love I've run from
that I could bleed out of my soul
Love haunts me more than hate
more than anger
more than fear
If it's possible to die from a feeling
I would...
like you're waiting for me to move that
extra inch and break your ribcage open
on my way out the door
And I won't lie
sometimes I think of running
in the same way I always think of running
because there isn't a love that
has flooded my veins
that I haven't wanted to escape
and there isn't a love I've run from
that I could bleed out of my soul
Love haunts me more than hate
more than anger
more than fear
If it's possible to die from a feeling
I would...
#emotional
#heartbroken
#hurt
#love
#lover
89 reads
6 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 2:10am
15th Dec 2024 2:10am
each day hurts
unfortunately,
i feel
just as
i look,
the sun
comes up,
hours pass
and then
the moon
waves,
another
morning
and things
haven't
changed,
my body
in pain,
i feel
it there
to greet
me each
new day.
i feel
just as
i look,
the sun
comes up,
hours pass
and then
the moon
waves,
another
morning
and things
haven't
changed,
my body
in pain,
i feel
it there
to greet
me each
new day.
#disability
#emotional
#illness
#suffering
#vulnerability
103 reads
7 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 2:24am
6th Sep 2024 2:24am
Tap Out
Close your eyes, reach out and feel me, feel my fire
Can I make sweet love to your mind handsome, I’ve been thinking of you, about you
As you sit in front of your computer ravishing and seducing my mind
My soft hazel eyes drinking in the elixir of your darken passion
It’s about time you reach out to me to feel my sweetest essence
Umm, imagining my soft hands gliding over your chest wall
My tongue following the path up to your neck, up your bearded chin
Whispering in your ear, “you like that”
Kissing you behind your ear lobe ...
Can I make sweet love to your mind handsome, I’ve been thinking of you, about you
As you sit in front of your computer ravishing and seducing my mind
My soft hazel eyes drinking in the elixir of your darken passion
It’s about time you reach out to me to feel my sweetest essence
Umm, imagining my soft hands gliding over your chest wall
My tongue following the path up to your neck, up your bearded chin
Whispering in your ear, “you like that”
Kissing you behind your ear lobe ...
#emotional
#lover
#passion
#seductive
#sensual
428 reads
8 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
28th Oct 2023 12:46pm
28th Oct 2023 12:46pm
I Will Come Back
in nature's hatbox with my wandering pen
Whispering life's innuendoes with memories
and forget-me-nots, "mouse's ears"
From the gurgling creek of mint julep's sleep
as shadows streak across the bye and bye
With the glory of moments ago flashing neon
in a seance with a spiritual quest in dreams
Now come to me rolled-in bagel and doubled
down echoes of strapless stilettos
Listening to the stillness forever in silence
Whispering life's innuendoes with memories
and forget-me-nots, "mouse's ears"
From the gurgling creek of mint julep's sleep
as shadows streak across the bye and bye
With the glory of moments ago flashing neon
in a seance with a spiritual quest in dreams
Now come to me rolled-in bagel and doubled
down echoes of strapless stilettos
Listening to the stillness forever in silence
#spiritual
#emotional
#metaphor #philosophical
#metaphor #philosophical
166 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
29th Jun 2018 11:19pm
29th Jun 2018 11:19pm
Boombox Crazy Daze
Boombox Crazy Daze
Life in a group home for the unrepentantly mentally ill has its rewards. The headmistress of our home for the divinely touched summons me to her office. There is a young lady dressed too casually to be staff. Ms. Kate says, “Paul, this is Laura. The police found her sleeping under the interstate. There were no beds available in any of the female homes. I’m going to ask of you something I wouldn’t trust any other man here to do...
Life in a group home for the unrepentantly mentally ill has its rewards. The headmistress of our home for the divinely touched summons me to her office. There is a young lady dressed too casually to be staff. Ms. Kate says, “Paul, this is Laura. The police found her sleeping under the interstate. There were no beds available in any of the female homes. I’m going to ask of you something I wouldn’t trust any other man here to do...
#romantic
#sex
#erotic
#emotional
#sensual
674 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 5:45am
17th Nov 2024 5:45am
Broken Crayons - To My Friend Withers
To my friend Withers ..
The world is a canvas, vast and wide,
And we, like broken crayons, are tossed aside.
With edges cracked, our colours fade,
Yet still, we mark the paths we've made.
Once, we were untouched by sorrow,
Box of crayons, world of endless tomorrows,
Our colours danced across the sky,
Dreams so bright they seemed to fly.
But cruel hands cracked our wax,
Snapping edges, dulling tracks.
Still, we clung to what remained,
Even as our pieces scattered, stained.
Each mark etched deep within our soul, ...
The world is a canvas, vast and wide,
And we, like broken crayons, are tossed aside.
With edges cracked, our colours fade,
Yet still, we mark the paths we've made.
Once, we were untouched by sorrow,
Box of crayons, world of endless tomorrows,
Our colours danced across the sky,
Dreams so bright they seemed to fly.
But cruel hands cracked our wax,
Snapping edges, dulling tracks.
Still, we clung to what remained,
Even as our pieces scattered, stained.
Each mark etched deep within our soul, ...
#abuse
#emotional
#FeelingTrapped
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
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