Poems about Emotions
#emotions
Poems about emotions, here you'll find poetry about emotions. Poetry exploring what emotions are and why we feel the way we do. Poems about positive and negative emotional responses and how our emotions shape behaviour and our journey through life.
flashback
old eyes
filled with
autumn colors,
the skin
of the hands
showing the
silence of the afternoon,
imagination
of youth,
creating a tingling
sensation on the skin,
the slimy fingers
touching the depths,
trembling groan
like thundering cloud,
restless hunger,
thighs shivering
in search of satisfaction
flow of the velvety river...
filled with
autumn colors,
the skin
of the hands
showing the
silence of the afternoon,
imagination
of youth,
creating a tingling
sensation on the skin,
the slimy fingers
touching the depths,
trembling groan
like thundering cloud,
restless hunger,
thighs shivering
in search of satisfaction
flow of the velvety river...
#emotions
#erotic
#temptation
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looking down (senryu)
looking down
looking down her top
she is shorter than i am
does that make me wrong?
chasing my dreams
i'm chasing my dreams
though i may never catch her
i will keep running
looking down her top
she is shorter than i am
does that make me wrong?
chasing my dreams
i'm chasing my dreams
though i may never catch her
i will keep running
#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#gratitude
#hope
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Lazy Day ....
Today I want to waste it away
In the cold light of the day
Why roll out of bed for office strife
When I could just easily go on strike?
I will make that call
Not well at all!
Such is modern life
I want to laze away the day
Listen to songs that feed the soul
Nothing too hard -
Just something that captures
And takes hold
Coffee sounds good like it should
A full cup I'll be drinking
As you would
Netflix I'll stream while I dream
Imagining now a beautiful scene ...
In the cold light of the day
Why roll out of bed for office strife
When I could just easily go on strike?
I will make that call
Not well at all!
Such is modern life
I want to laze away the day
Listen to songs that feed the soul
Nothing too hard -
Just something that captures
And takes hold
Coffee sounds good like it should
A full cup I'll be drinking
As you would
Netflix I'll stream while I dream
Imagining now a beautiful scene ...
#emotions
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Waste Not, Want Not
Ripping out my lungs and a kidney
Until you tell me you don’t need it
But it is too late
Because I am writhing on the ground
In a puddle of my blood and tears
Wondering why
I gave things I needed
To someone
Who already had them
Until you tell me you don’t need it
But it is too late
Because I am writhing on the ground
In a puddle of my blood and tears
Wondering why
I gave things I needed
To someone
Who already had them
#emotions
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Glass of Water
Water fountain
Spitting out hot water
Third degree burns
Cover my arm
How long have I had these wounds?
Was the water always this hot?
Spitting out hot water
Third degree burns
Cover my arm
How long have I had these wounds?
Was the water always this hot?
#emotions
#PTSD
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YES, I HAVE A MOTIVE

#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#inspirational
#respect
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PRISONERS AND POETS
Her spine was a question mark bent over gutters,
each vertebra a cracked streetlight flickering doubt.
Knuckles fossilized from sifting through static,
she rolled cigarettes with torn eviction notices,
blew smoke like forgotten prayers to a sky
too drunk to answer.
We met where the city exhaled its bad decisions,
me baptizing glassware in cheap regret,
her sitting in a pew of peeling vinyl,
a sermon of silence pressed between her lips.
She wore hunger like a designer curse,
spoke in a voice rusted shut..
"Hey prisoner,...
each vertebra a cracked streetlight flickering doubt.
Knuckles fossilized from sifting through static,
she rolled cigarettes with torn eviction notices,
blew smoke like forgotten prayers to a sky
too drunk to answer.
We met where the city exhaled its bad decisions,
me baptizing glassware in cheap regret,
her sitting in a pew of peeling vinyl,
a sermon of silence pressed between her lips.
She wore hunger like a designer curse,
spoke in a voice rusted shut..
"Hey prisoner,...
#emotions
#loneliness
#love
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WHY WRITE ABOUT LOVE
I
remember the professor asking,
years ago, in a creative writing
class: "Why write about love?"
I jotted a quick list
of reasons for a later reminder
for a position paper.
I
write about love because
there is too much hate in the world.
I write about love because it's
what I need to give and receive.
I
write about love because the
health of my being needs to
be made stronger emotionally.
I
write about love because there
are times when I doubt that
it exists or is real.
I
write...
remember the professor asking,
years ago, in a creative writing
class: "Why write about love?"
I jotted a quick list
of reasons for a later reminder
for a position paper.
I
write about love because
there is too much hate in the world.
I write about love because it's
what I need to give and receive.
I
write about love because the
health of my being needs to
be made stronger emotionally.
I
write about love because there
are times when I doubt that
it exists or is real.
I
write...
#emotions
#gratitude
#happiness
#inspirational
#love
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Teehee!
When you see people unhappy,
Because you didn't fall for their tricks.
And laugh nonstop,
Because their faces are hilarious.
When you see them moping around,
Because they don't realize what you did.
You stared that gun down,
And turned it back at those kids.
When people see you happy,
For killing all those pricks,
Will they finally appreciate,
This suspenseful drama skit?
I'm the class act,
Distracting you from all the shit.
Tormenting all the teachers,
Because they're...
Because you didn't fall for their tricks.
And laugh nonstop,
Because their faces are hilarious.
When you see them moping around,
Because they don't realize what you did.
You stared that gun down,
And turned it back at those kids.
When people see you happy,
For killing all those pricks,
Will they finally appreciate,
This suspenseful drama skit?
I'm the class act,
Distracting you from all the shit.
Tormenting all the teachers,
Because they're...
#emotions
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EATING IT ALL
THERE
was so much,
so tempting,
my taste buds
salivated from desire
and wondering
THE
bigness attracted me.
I looked closely; a savoring
scent filled my nostrils' .
I handed the salesclerk
the money and bought
the Valentine's candy that
I wanted and consumed it all
before I got to the car.
YES!
I ate the whole thing.
Meet me at the Kissing Place
and we'll eat candy together.
OKAY?
was so much,
so tempting,
my taste buds
salivated from desire
and wondering
THE
bigness attracted me.
I looked closely; a savoring
scent filled my nostrils' .
I handed the salesclerk
the money and bought
the Valentine's candy that
I wanted and consumed it all
before I got to the car.
YES!
I ate the whole thing.
Meet me at the Kissing Place
and we'll eat candy together.
OKAY?
#emotions
#hope
#inspirational
#love
#motivational
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MY VALENTINE IS. . .
EVERY
day my heart sings because of
the specialness of MY Valentine:
YOU!
But today there is a unique
reminder of my Valentine
in an acrostic moment.
MY VELENTINE IS:
V-oluptuous
A-ngelic
L-oveable
E-loquent
N-aughty
T-easer
I-ndependent
N-ever says NO
E-rotic from nose to toes.
TONIGHT
at the Kissing Place
our hearts will spin in
Valentine madness!
day my heart sings because of
the specialness of MY Valentine:
YOU!
But today there is a unique
reminder of my Valentine
in an acrostic moment.
MY VELENTINE IS:
V-oluptuous
A-ngelic
L-oveable
E-loquent
N-aughty
T-easer
I-ndependent
N-ever says NO
E-rotic from nose to toes.
TONIGHT
at the Kissing Place
our hearts will spin in
Valentine madness!
#admiration
#emotions
#gratitude
#inspirational
#love
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a sailor goes ashore
The sailor goes ashore.
the night in the hallway paled into a yellowish screen
showing a black movie, 1963
A time machine of memories sent him back to the years
to meet people long since gone.
A family at the dinner table of people he knew too well
the shadow of his 125 years old father was not there
nectar drinking Colibri exotic as Christmas present never received, the one in the toy shop, a red firetruck
with wooden wheels
And he, the son of the oldest man in the world, had gone to sea, and when he returned, nothing was as remembered,...
the night in the hallway paled into a yellowish screen
showing a black movie, 1963
A time machine of memories sent him back to the years
to meet people long since gone.
A family at the dinner table of people he knew too well
the shadow of his 125 years old father was not there
nectar drinking Colibri exotic as Christmas present never received, the one in the toy shop, a red firetruck
with wooden wheels
And he, the son of the oldest man in the world, had gone to sea, and when he returned, nothing was as remembered,...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#forgiveness
#kindness
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