Poems About Emotions by Top Critiquers
#emotions
In The Shadows...
I come to you only in whispers,
In shadows,
Once everyone has left the show -
Where chairs lay upon tables.
Only when the moon is glowing,
Am I showing -
Myself to you...
Allowing you in -
Where secrets hide.
In shadows,
Once everyone has left the show -
Where chairs lay upon tables.
Only when the moon is glowing,
Am I showing -
Myself to you...
Allowing you in -
Where secrets hide.
#secrets
#moon
#night
#SelfDiscovery
#emotions
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serotonin surfing
I thrive on unconventional pleasures
{before you say it...
yeah...those too...
but that's not where this is going
get your mind out of the gutter}
you'll find me feet up on the railing
out on the porch...in the pouring rain
as thunder crashes overhead
the flash & the splash
ahhh...it's a symphony in my head
light me a fire & I'll be there
found curled in the warmth of its glow
gazing into snapping flames
...in another world
not hearing a word being said
the scent of baking bread
will...
{before you say it...
yeah...those too...
but that's not where this is going
get your mind out of the gutter}
you'll find me feet up on the railing
out on the porch...in the pouring rain
as thunder crashes overhead
the flash & the splash
ahhh...it's a symphony in my head
light me a fire & I'll be there
found curled in the warmth of its glow
gazing into snapping flames
...in another world
not hearing a word being said
the scent of baking bread
will...
#confessional
#emotions
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What I didn't see on TV
If this woman is bald
and that man does braids
stop shitting and join the dance.
The rhythm pulses, bodies move
eyes meet, smiles meet.
In the center of the track the energy grows
arms rise, feet glide,
the sound envelops, the soul is freed.
Every step is a story told
each turn is a moment lived.
Dance unites, transforms and transcends
and in the end we are all one.
Lights flicker, shadows lengthen,
fragmented moments in time,
the harmony of a silent symphony.
Feet that stumble, hearts...
and that man does braids
stop shitting and join the dance.
The rhythm pulses, bodies move
eyes meet, smiles meet.
In the center of the track the energy grows
arms rise, feet glide,
the sound envelops, the soul is freed.
Every step is a story told
each turn is a moment lived.
Dance unites, transforms and transcends
and in the end we are all one.
Lights flicker, shadows lengthen,
fragmented moments in time,
the harmony of a silent symphony.
Feet that stumble, hearts...
#acceptance
#dance
#emotions
#healing
#relationships
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A Love Letter To Yoruba God Obatala From Yoruba Goddess Oshun
Mm… if I let you make slow and passionate love to me tonight handsome man
Giving unto you, my one and only sacred chance
Such a beautiful celestial dance
Of hearts, minds, encircled by our entwine souls
Moving through the cosmos on cruise control
Are you that man, who’ve I’ve waited for, who will give me a part of your world
The mother of your pearls
Whispering me your salvation, granting me your promises, devoid of pressure or demands
Would you know what I like by the softens you hear in my voice
Telling me you like my lacy...
Giving unto you, my one and only sacred chance
Such a beautiful celestial dance
Of hearts, minds, encircled by our entwine souls
Moving through the cosmos on cruise control
Are you that man, who’ve I’ve waited for, who will give me a part of your world
The mother of your pearls
Whispering me your salvation, granting me your promises, devoid of pressure or demands
Would you know what I like by the softens you hear in my voice
Telling me you like my lacy...
#emotions
#happiness
#lover
#moon
#sun
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Eruption
Eruption
#anger
#love
#MentalHealth #emotions
#MentalHealth #emotions
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Ushers, Blue Veins
Ushers of human emotions
flowing red porcelain
of mortal grace endlessly
As if a passing train
in scorched veins...
of a furnace flue
flowing red porcelain
of mortal grace endlessly
As if a passing train
in scorched veins...
of a furnace flue
#emotions
#erotic
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Box Of Puppies
Good morning Del. How you doing lover?
It sucks that you have to work today. Yet it's cool, that you're working the holiday so that you have an extra day when you come visit again. Kinda like how I'm working tomorrow, whether I'm over this flu or not.
Isn't modern technology great? Our two video calls for celebrating New Year's last night. Once for my midnight and then for yours an hour later. We hung in there! I knew you had to work today. And yeah, my flu (a cold, covid, the lung plague, whatever it is) had me a little blah. Thank god for our resilience and humor! ...
It sucks that you have to work today. Yet it's cool, that you're working the holiday so that you have an extra day when you come visit again. Kinda like how I'm working tomorrow, whether I'm over this flu or not.
Isn't modern technology great? Our two video calls for celebrating New Year's last night. Once for my midnight and then for yours an hour later. We hung in there! I knew you had to work today. And yeah, my flu (a cold, covid, the lung plague, whatever it is) had me a little blah. Thank god for our resilience and humor! ...
#happiness
#gratitude
#emotions
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if i could have been
what if
i could
have been
a different
child, a
different
seed in
another
garden.
i could
have been
a different
child, a
different
seed in
another
garden.
#courage
#emotions
#happiness
#hope
#strength
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My Muse of Poetry
Not all the worlds belong to me
Not all the words set me free
What the heart loves
is of will
I just free some words
to confine its spill.
****
A time, my words
on my papers sashaying
the shape to me alluring
the tone of their steps
I hear
as they are dancing
the music they are following
the soul, in a trance, just listens
without interfering.
****
A time, along with my Muse
we keep to each other
our hearts baring
secrets sharing
silently, knowingly connecting.. ...
Not all the words set me free
What the heart loves
is of will
I just free some words
to confine its spill.
****
A time, my words
on my papers sashaying
the shape to me alluring
the tone of their steps
I hear
as they are dancing
the music they are following
the soul, in a trance, just listens
without interfering.
****
A time, along with my Muse
we keep to each other
our hearts baring
secrets sharing
silently, knowingly connecting.. ...
#admiration
#emotions
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
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touch
i wanted that
in every bright night and foggy evening
my words and my feelings remain intact,
i wanted that
even with the falling leaves,
and with the rising buds
my voice keeps resonating even in my absence
i wanted that
in the rotten story of my life
your sprouting steps will bring a rainbow
i wanted that
like a photo frame hanging on the wall
my memories remain hanging on the wall of your heart
i wanted that
even without me you will keep feeling
the butterfly dancing on my naked thighs
...
in every bright night and foggy evening
my words and my feelings remain intact,
i wanted that
even with the falling leaves,
and with the rising buds
my voice keeps resonating even in my absence
i wanted that
in the rotten story of my life
your sprouting steps will bring a rainbow
i wanted that
like a photo frame hanging on the wall
my memories remain hanging on the wall of your heart
i wanted that
even without me you will keep feeling
the butterfly dancing on my naked thighs
...
#emotions
#rejection
#sadness
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feelings can be wrong
of course, I often spend time alone in my head, just me and my thoughts, and we don’t often agree with what each other says
#emotions
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I can feel it
I can feel it...
the sun on my face
the breeze in my hair
the joy in my gut
the spring in my strut
I can feel it...
the dark in my veins
the shame in my soul
the wrong in my right
the cry in the night
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to feel it all
I want to shut my eyes
Let the cloak of numbness fall
To feel the love
is to know the hurt
.
the sun on my face
the breeze in my hair
the joy in my gut
the spring in my strut
I can feel it...
the dark in my veins
the shame in my soul
the wrong in my right
the cry in the night
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to feel it all
I want to shut my eyes
Let the cloak of numbness fall
To feel the love
is to know the hurt
.
#anxiety
#emotions
#hurt #love
#hurt #love
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DU Poetry : Poems About Emotions by Top Critiquers