Poems About Evolution Seeking Honest Critique
#evolution
Vandelious
Neil Stewart
Neil Stewart
Poem Published
7th Jun 2024 5:44pm
7th Jun 2024 5:44pm
Relativity
The course of relativity
The cause is relativity
The force is relativity
The more is relativity
The less is relativity
The best is relativity
Said to set a mini me
A head of mess is tricky see
The cause is relativity
The force is relativity
The more is relativity
The less is relativity
The best is relativity
Said to set a mini me
A head of mess is tricky see
#evolution
#fate
#LifeCycle
#luck
#nature
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UNkilted
Doompoet
Doompoet
Poem Published
11th May 2024 1:22am
11th May 2024 1:22am
Kosmos remixed and re-observed
I conjure against that brewing storm
As tears pour from my heart's eye
Torment isn't for the weak minded
when demonic monsters rise
Souls wither, winds howl
The air dreams only of blood
Clouds burned blisters in the skies of torment
The lonely waning wind knows not to tempt fate
My elated submission no longer exists
In the absence of mind...body...soul
I keep laughing, fighting back old tears
leave or stay that's my choice
In the abyss nothing is God
A new day shines for us
Blessing and bane
The same...
As tears pour from my heart's eye
Torment isn't for the weak minded
when demonic monsters rise
Souls wither, winds howl
The air dreams only of blood
Clouds burned blisters in the skies of torment
The lonely waning wind knows not to tempt fate
My elated submission no longer exists
In the absence of mind...body...soul
I keep laughing, fighting back old tears
leave or stay that's my choice
In the abyss nothing is God
A new day shines for us
Blessing and bane
The same...
#emotions
#evolution
#hope
#spiritual
#strength
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
4th Apr 2024 12:45pm
4th Apr 2024 12:45pm
University
University
Hysteria ii.
My Mother was a sales agent,
single parent, brimmed with sickness,
that foamed over the top on any given day
that ended in a 'Why'.
My Grandmother was a homemaker,
a gardener's assistant,
her wrists and eyes and ribcage
were often stained black and blue.
My Great-Grandmother owned a button shop,
my Great-Grandfather bought to keep her busy.
And the other was a tight rope walker, a traveller,
community finally abandoned.
I am the first,
I am the first woman in my...
Hysteria ii.
My Mother was a sales agent,
single parent, brimmed with sickness,
that foamed over the top on any given day
that ended in a 'Why'.
My Grandmother was a homemaker,
a gardener's assistant,
her wrists and eyes and ribcage
were often stained black and blue.
My Great-Grandmother owned a button shop,
my Great-Grandfather bought to keep her busy.
And the other was a tight rope walker, a traveller,
community finally abandoned.
I am the first,
I am the first woman in my...
#mother
#women
#evolution
103 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
31st Mar 2024 4:13pm
31st Mar 2024 4:13pm
Among the Ruins
Far away
Beyond the north winds
A pale autumn moon
Glows onto the ruins
Etched in stone
An unknown hand
Long forgotten
In the distant future
Eternal flame to the next of kin
Beyond the north winds
A pale autumn moon
Glows onto the ruins
Etched in stone
An unknown hand
Long forgotten
In the distant future
Eternal flame to the next of kin
#dark
#winter
#nature
#humankind
#evolution
138 reads
12 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
20th Feb 2024 3:58am
20th Feb 2024 3:58am
World Day of Social Justice
The universe doesn’t take too kindly to outdated beliefs when we’re living in a progressive global community, like a web, we’re all connected in one way or another and the six degrees of separation isn’t just a concept.
Eventually, the balance of universal laws are set in motion and justice is oft forthcoming on the karmic wheel, and what’s done in the dark, always comes to light.
The truth doesn’t need an army to justify itself as the truth is oft defended in rooms we will never step into, however, it is evident that those wearing a mask in rooms that speak...
Eventually, the balance of universal laws are set in motion and justice is oft forthcoming on the karmic wheel, and what’s done in the dark, always comes to light.
The truth doesn’t need an army to justify itself as the truth is oft defended in rooms we will never step into, however, it is evident that those wearing a mask in rooms that speak...
#evolution
203 reads
4 Comments
POEADREAM37
Poem Published
19th Feb 2024 3:02am
19th Feb 2024 3:02am
Star Wars
The stars are aligned with my soul,
Mars as my fingernails,
Read this brail,
We seek and tell the truth,
Venus like a belt, this loop,
Is seldomly moved,
Neptunes a lace, placed inside the loops of my shoes like snakes when they move,
My heart,
Races hard,
Mars is my guard, come marvel and march with me,
Walk quickly to saturn,
Eclipsed to the masses this glyph,
Like a lantern burning pictures to ashes,
Risk is all i have,
My eyes on venus,
Rise like creases in jeans im neat what it seems,
We speak wit a meaning,...
Mars as my fingernails,
Read this brail,
We seek and tell the truth,
Venus like a belt, this loop,
Is seldomly moved,
Neptunes a lace, placed inside the loops of my shoes like snakes when they move,
My heart,
Races hard,
Mars is my guard, come marvel and march with me,
Walk quickly to saturn,
Eclipsed to the masses this glyph,
Like a lantern burning pictures to ashes,
Risk is all i have,
My eyes on venus,
Rise like creases in jeans im neat what it seems,
We speak wit a meaning,...
#universe
#moon
#stars
#evolution
#astronomy
144 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
16th Feb 2024 12:14pm
16th Feb 2024 12:14pm
Kiev Sneakers
These sneakers are like a time machine
lost in a Kiev alley...
They keep the memories of those who used them
and the stories that were never written.
They witnessed the glory and the pain
of a city that has transformed.
They saw the revolution and the war
and the dream that shattered.
Sneakers that were worn on a boy's feet
who ran through the streets without fear.
They jumped over the walls and the roofs
and explored every corner and secret.
They followed the steps of a young girl
who fought for freedom and peace. ...
lost in a Kiev alley...
They keep the memories of those who used them
and the stories that were never written.
They witnessed the glory and the pain
of a city that has transformed.
They saw the revolution and the war
and the dream that shattered.
Sneakers that were worn on a boy's feet
who ran through the streets without fear.
They jumped over the walls and the roofs
and explored every corner and secret.
They followed the steps of a young girl
who fought for freedom and peace. ...
#sadness
#war
#evolution
#despair
#disappointment
114 reads
2 Comments
Abracadabra
Poem Published
11th Feb 2024 9:16pm
11th Feb 2024 9:16pm
They've Landed -- Don't Panic
At the bottom of the garden
gleams a ship from outer space
They've come back
to keep us company
to save the human race
With technology that's smarter
they've abolished wars and greed
There's no money on their planet
and everything is free
The weather gets controlled
so the skies are always blue
No-one catches colds
and sneezing is taboo
They don't eat fish or meat
your dinner's just a pill
you take one every day
but two can make you ill
Having sex
is rather...
gleams a ship from outer space
They've come back
to keep us company
to save the human race
With technology that's smarter
they've abolished wars and greed
There's no money on their planet
and everything is free
The weather gets controlled
so the skies are always blue
No-one catches colds
and sneezing is taboo
They don't eat fish or meat
your dinner's just a pill
you take one every day
but two can make you ill
Having sex
is rather...
#humankind
#evolution
#aliens
119 reads
2 Comments
LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
11th Feb 2024 3:40pm
11th Feb 2024 3:40pm
In america
Sitting on the ports in New York.
Listening to the ones on the court.
I'm left alone.
No one but me to that I must atone.
I've danced with the devil in the burning sea.
Lush green lands no peace for me.
Coffee brown suit and black python shoes.
In my ice white Bentley on a cruise.
My heart buried in four Graves in colombian soil.
Pain still hits without recoil.
Hidden in the streets no one knows who I am.
Where else should I be but the land of the damned
Listening to the ones on the court.
I'm left alone.
No one but me to that I must atone.
I've danced with the devil in the burning sea.
Lush green lands no peace for me.
Coffee brown suit and black python shoes.
In my ice white Bentley on a cruise.
My heart buried in four Graves in colombian soil.
Pain still hits without recoil.
Hidden in the streets no one knows who I am.
Where else should I be but the land of the damned
#sadness
#evolution
#emptiness
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NetherAbyss
Poem Published
9th Feb 2024 1:37pm
9th Feb 2024 1:37pm
Unhuman
I open the curtains of blasphemy of whose torn veils decorate and violate
The silent chamber's non - spoken stillness as if spectres dance in a masqurade
A lonely shadow brisks upon a long withered painting cast aside deliberate
Staring through its hollow holes into the room while eluded epiphanies ressurect
Macabre visions weave a halo of dripping blood sliding down the skin
Embroidering seething stigmas emanated, defiled, sanctified by the sin
Which is committed with a rapturous zeal, opted for the remainder within
A glorious way to succumb...
The silent chamber's non - spoken stillness as if spectres dance in a masqurade
A lonely shadow brisks upon a long withered painting cast aside deliberate
Staring through its hollow holes into the room while eluded epiphanies ressurect
Macabre visions weave a halo of dripping blood sliding down the skin
Embroidering seething stigmas emanated, defiled, sanctified by the sin
Which is committed with a rapturous zeal, opted for the remainder within
A glorious way to succumb...
#rebirth
#evolution
#SelfReflection
171 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
29th Oct 2023 00:39am
29th Oct 2023 00:39am
Hecatean Pursuits
#moon
#night
#TruthOfLife
#evolution
#witches
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a_piscean_dream
Tierra
Tierra
Poem Published
30th Sep 2023 11:55pm
30th Sep 2023 11:55pm
Raw
What is it to be broken down, again?
Navigating with a Soul exposed
Uncorrupted, free of sin
It is the vague familiarity of having read this story from beginning to end, but losing the plot just as it twists
I am the story. I am here.
Standing in a field, with arms outstretched, I allow myself to be hugged by the encroaching, humid air
In the instant before my skin can bead with sweat, a breeze reaches out and runs its cool, spindly fingers through my hair
Unflinching, the breeze fills my nostrils and promptly steals a few of my...
Navigating with a Soul exposed
Uncorrupted, free of sin
It is the vague familiarity of having read this story from beginning to end, but losing the plot just as it twists
I am the story. I am here.
Standing in a field, with arms outstretched, I allow myself to be hugged by the encroaching, humid air
In the instant before my skin can bead with sweat, a breeze reaches out and runs its cool, spindly fingers through my hair
Unflinching, the breeze fills my nostrils and promptly steals a few of my...
#death
#earth
#evolution
#escape
#meditation
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