cabcool
Poem Published
28th Feb 2024 6:08am
28th Feb 2024 6:08am
she loved the river
Life is like the river, sometimes it sweeps you gently along and
sometimes the rapids come out of nowhere.”―Emma Smith
she loved the river,
the whispering, lisping river.
there skinny-dipped
under the curtain of its depths,
when no one was around.
fish popping out huge eyes,
attracted by her nippled elegance
and marvelled by her gently rippled dance.
she moved the river, ...
sometimes the rapids come out of nowhere.”―Emma Smith
she loved the river,
the whispering, lisping river.
there skinny-dipped
under the curtain of its depths,
when no one was around.
fish popping out huge eyes,
attracted by her nippled elegance
and marvelled by her gently rippled dance.
she moved the river, ...
#river
#water
#nature
#fate
#tragedy
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 5:32am
24th Feb 2024 5:32am
Fate
your husband is just around the corner I heard God say
I went to stay at a coed halfway house in my twenties
a little off course in my life so I had need for shelter
the day I met my husband I had been told a new man was coming to stay
there was nothing new about this event
it was the nature of the house for people to come and go
still I remember the day, I waited eagerly for the new face
when I met him I thought to myself being a thick girl
I could break him in two
he looked like a blue eyed Freddy Mercury
he was so handsome ...
I went to stay at a coed halfway house in my twenties
a little off course in my life so I had need for shelter
the day I met my husband I had been told a new man was coming to stay
there was nothing new about this event
it was the nature of the house for people to come and go
still I remember the day, I waited eagerly for the new face
when I met him I thought to myself being a thick girl
I could break him in two
he looked like a blue eyed Freddy Mercury
he was so handsome ...
#love
#fate
226 reads
6 Comments
NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
19th Feb 2024 7:23pm
19th Feb 2024 7:23pm
THE QUEEN OF ROSES MIRROR
(Queen of all roses speaks)
Alice, descry Through the Looking Glass
A mirror with much vanity class
You know how I am, I will show my wrath
Show her the present show her the path
Show her a direction that will last
Mirror of high obedience
Open to my allegiance
Please don't be tedious
Grant me my wish without ignorance
And have my summoning be beseeches
(Mirror speaks)
My queen of roses
Thy words thy poises
Your beauty your voice the way it brooches
Vivid bright of thy moon, as it...
Alice, descry Through the Looking Glass
A mirror with much vanity class
You know how I am, I will show my wrath
Show her the present show her the path
Show her a direction that will last
Mirror of high obedience
Open to my allegiance
Please don't be tedious
Grant me my wish without ignorance
And have my summoning be beseeches
(Mirror speaks)
My queen of roses
Thy words thy poises
Your beauty your voice the way it brooches
Vivid bright of thy moon, as it...
#fate
332 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
18th Feb 2024 4:13am
18th Feb 2024 4:13am
unshockable
Unshakable resilience in the crucible of life has rendered my spirit
‘brave, strong and utterly unshockable.’ Bring it on!”—CAB
i've witnessed fire come down from heav'n,
smelting sand, steel, and stones;
survived the rape of nine-elev’n;
broken a thousand bones.
i've seen seas sweep swift swirling storms
that smother saint and sage,
and refugees torn from their dorms
like cattle in a cage.
i have beheld the prisoner rot
in gaol without a...
‘brave, strong and utterly unshockable.’ Bring it on!”—CAB
i've witnessed fire come down from heav'n,
smelting sand, steel, and stones;
survived the rape of nine-elev’n;
broken a thousand bones.
i've seen seas sweep swift swirling storms
that smother saint and sage,
and refugees torn from their dorms
like cattle in a cage.
i have beheld the prisoner rot
in gaol without a...
#conflict
#war
#fate
#tragedy
#rebellion
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th Feb 2024 2:53pm
15th Feb 2024 2:53pm
Revelations (The Euphrates River)
Minds to wonder of unseen greatness
For strength lies into the unknown
Grasping the knowledge to make one stand tall
Yet, we fall under the grace of man
Failing our purpose of truth in the religious eyes of our Creator
Talk of wars, universal famine, and systematic homelessness
The trinity of Hell composed in blood on earth
We bow in grace of its consequences to disregard
And pivot our goodwill to give to the wretched
Who sells us the theology of his dreams, his mansions, his fast cars
Shed tears, give of our...
For strength lies into the unknown
Grasping the knowledge to make one stand tall
Yet, we fall under the grace of man
Failing our purpose of truth in the religious eyes of our Creator
Talk of wars, universal famine, and systematic homelessness
The trinity of Hell composed in blood on earth
We bow in grace of its consequences to disregard
And pivot our goodwill to give to the wretched
Who sells us the theology of his dreams, his mansions, his fast cars
Shed tears, give of our...
#sun
#water
#fate #spiritual
#fate #spiritual
342 reads
3 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
31st Dec 2023 6:10am
31st Dec 2023 6:10am
the belattitudes
your choices are your destiny
“The choice to make good choices is the best choice you can choose.
Fail to make that choice and on most choices you will lose.”―Ryan Lilly
you can't soar in a windless sky,
or summit-seek on smooth rocks;
your choices are your destiny,
your vices your in-trade stocks.
you can't see forward looking back,
or make advance retreating,
...
“The choice to make good choices is the best choice you can choose.
Fail to make that choice and on most choices you will lose.”―Ryan Lilly
you can't soar in a windless sky,
or summit-seek on smooth rocks;
your choices are your destiny,
your vices your in-trade stocks.
you can't see forward looking back,
or make advance retreating,
...
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#LifeCycle
#SelfDiscovery
#choices
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
8th Dec 2023 2:00pm
8th Dec 2023 2:00pm
Technical Difficulty
Straight to the brain making the memory reset
Stopping folks in mid-stroke from finishing sex,
“The performance delivered can be interpreted as good
That is why the masses chant ‘fuck Mr. Rogers Neighborhood’,
“With smooth beat downs and action that flow quick
Coming through the television like a hard-ass brick,
“Making the competition last stage Covid sick
Having motherfuckas run to the TV after they shit,
“So put the weak to bed or send them outside
This is some wicked shit and not for innocent eyes,
“If...
Stopping folks in mid-stroke from finishing sex,
“The performance delivered can be interpreted as good
That is why the masses chant ‘fuck Mr. Rogers Neighborhood’,
“With smooth beat downs and action that flow quick
Coming through the television like a hard-ass brick,
“Making the competition last stage Covid sick
Having motherfuckas run to the TV after they shit,
“So put the weak to bed or send them outside
This is some wicked shit and not for innocent eyes,
“If...
#fate
#choices
264 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
21st Oct 2023 6:09am
21st Oct 2023 6:09am
Mm.. Softly Touching Me (Pink Candle)
I harken to the murmurs of the virile man who has stolen my breaths
The core of my temple blending, our hearts mending, desires sending
Mesmerized by his sweet whispers, his kisses, God they make me melt
His persona, his charismatic charms, uplifts my intellect
How do you measure the distance of time
When the touches of love have moved beyond tender sentiments in the sublime
Walking in the shadows of passion when the heart, mind, and soul is perfectly aligned
The beautiful endurance the heart has taken to willingly comply...
The core of my temple blending, our hearts mending, desires sending
Mesmerized by his sweet whispers, his kisses, God they make me melt
His persona, his charismatic charms, uplifts my intellect
How do you measure the distance of time
When the touches of love have moved beyond tender sentiments in the sublime
Walking in the shadows of passion when the heart, mind, and soul is perfectly aligned
The beautiful endurance the heart has taken to willingly comply...
#love
#water
#fate
#spiritual
#passion
488 reads
20 Comments
Losthepoet
Adventurer
Adventurer
Poem Published
11th Oct 2023 00:38am
11th Oct 2023 00:38am
Chaos
Chaos is many things
it can be a void of nothingness
Or two entities
with two different perspectives
that clash and
create confusion or creation
After this chaos I am reminded and can
Not help to compare
this situation to a nuclear bomb
Going off
I feel as though
our forces caused me
to die physically and spiritually
and resurrect me
like a phoenix from the ashes
Truthfully I’m not pleased with the results
What’s the point
everything in this world is vanity
The pass...
it can be a void of nothingness
Or two entities
with two different perspectives
that clash and
create confusion or creation
After this chaos I am reminded and can
Not help to compare
this situation to a nuclear bomb
Going off
I feel as though
our forces caused me
to die physically and spiritually
and resurrect me
like a phoenix from the ashes
Truthfully I’m not pleased with the results
What’s the point
everything in this world is vanity
The pass...
#birth
#death
#fate
#aging
#LookingForLove
376 reads
2 Comments
Styxian
Poem Published
24th Sep 2023 5:49pm
24th Sep 2023 5:49pm
Heaven Takes Away
Back then...
Granny had said that I was a particular child.
How I spent too much time questioning all
of the unreasonable things.
That I was tiresome to her,
when she'd take me to church, and
I wouldn't sit still while listening
to the nonsense of some mortal man
on a stage.
Because I could talk to God anytime,
without that interpreter giving me
his own version.
I'd tell granny, God doesn't see it that way.
She'd just shush me, sometimes handing me
a half-stick of gum...
Granny had said that I was a particular child.
How I spent too much time questioning all
of the unreasonable things.
That I was tiresome to her,
when she'd take me to church, and
I wouldn't sit still while listening
to the nonsense of some mortal man
on a stage.
Because I could talk to God anytime,
without that interpreter giving me
his own version.
I'd tell granny, God doesn't see it that way.
She'd just shush me, sometimes handing me
a half-stick of gum...
#fate
#spiritual
#philosophical
834 reads
36 Comments
asbr808
Anthony R
Anthony R
Poem Published
25th Jul 2023 4:35pm
25th Jul 2023 4:35pm
thread and string
Un
He wove the string into a star, and pulled. Behind the glass in a café across the street from the bench he sat in, a man and a woman lock eyes. He watches them say hi, hello, how are you. And he knows that the pair would never separate from then on. The morning sunlight is tinged with heat, not yet hot, he picks at a piece of bread and throws the crumbs to a reluctant pigeon that stares him down, but does not approach. The string is meshed in his hands, red and white and yellow. It is like a caterpillar, always spinning its cocoon, always molting. He pulls it into a vague shape of a...
He wove the string into a star, and pulled. Behind the glass in a café across the street from the bench he sat in, a man and a woman lock eyes. He watches them say hi, hello, how are you. And he knows that the pair would never separate from then on. The morning sunlight is tinged with heat, not yet hot, he picks at a piece of bread and throws the crumbs to a reluctant pigeon that stares him down, but does not approach. The string is meshed in his hands, red and white and yellow. It is like a caterpillar, always spinning its cocoon, always molting. He pulls it into a vague shape of a...
#fate
184 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
27th Jun 2023 9:39pm
27th Jun 2023 9:39pm
Jemia et Juliet
Jemia et Juliet - Part Une
A clear azure blue sky
No clouds to cry
No wind, or zephyr breeze
No Aeolian Harp to please
An opaque blue, and gentle sea
A picture of calm tranquility
Whilst the sun produces a gentle haze
A gladdening warmth, in which to laze
Then before my very own eyes
A pirouetting fairy, dropped down from the sky
Beating wings, a myriad of sheens
As it lands upon my jeans
She then speaks in a whispering voice
About love, and laughter, with a lovely poise
She asks me to join her...
A clear azure blue sky
No clouds to cry
No wind, or zephyr breeze
No Aeolian Harp to please
An opaque blue, and gentle sea
A picture of calm tranquility
Whilst the sun produces a gentle haze
A gladdening warmth, in which to laze
Then before my very own eyes
A pirouetting fairy, dropped down from the sky
Beating wings, a myriad of sheens
As it lands upon my jeans
She then speaks in a whispering voice
About love, and laughter, with a lovely poise
She asks me to join her...
#love
#dreams
#fate #fairies
#fate #fairies
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Fate
