Poems About Fate by Top Critiquers
#fate
Poems about fate by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
The Final Divulgence
During that dead silent morning
We weren't informed, there was no warning
The initial revelation
Of an alien invasion
Created a stir in the nation
Threatening confrontation
No escape, from any location
People ailing from starvation
Beings exploit our creation
Resulting in death, or some mutation
Aliens performing amputations
Everywhere lies excessive devastation
Suicidal conformation
Someone save us from salvation
The Final Divulgence
We weren't informed, there was no warning
The initial revelation
Of an alien invasion
Created a stir in the nation
Threatening confrontation
No escape, from any location
People ailing from starvation
Beings exploit our creation
Resulting in death, or some mutation
Aliens performing amputations
Everywhere lies excessive devastation
Suicidal conformation
Someone save us from salvation
The Final Divulgence
#aliens
#dark
#death #fate
#death #fate
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MY MUSE RESURRECTED ME
My heart was bound
in chains feeling the
pains of losing you.
The attention given
by others didn't heal;
only served as a reminder.
Offers of endless pleasure
by the Nymphs on Erotic
shorelines were futile..
THEN!
OH THEN!
CLIO, the daughter
of Zeus, the
Muse of History; one
of the nine Muses,
came to me in a vision
and beautiful poetry;
with a message of hope..
I came alive as she rang
my doorbell. OMG! MY
Muse resurrected me back
to erotic adventures never
dreamed of. I bow daily...
in chains feeling the
pains of losing you.
The attention given
by others didn't heal;
only served as a reminder.
Offers of endless pleasure
by the Nymphs on Erotic
shorelines were futile..
THEN!
OH THEN!
CLIO, the daughter
of Zeus, the
Muse of History; one
of the nine Muses,
came to me in a vision
and beautiful poetry;
with a message of hope..
I came alive as she rang
my doorbell. OMG! MY
Muse resurrected me back
to erotic adventures never
dreamed of. I bow daily...
#fate
#mythology
#luck
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... Table for One - Rebirth and Redux
I went into the restaurant
Requested a booth for one
I'll be here for awhile I said
Flipped the owner a $20
He set me up with a great table
My afternoon began with this write
Even in good company
The best days are a float
Weaving in and out of people traffic
I need dialog and can be open
Yet writing verse is my voice
Somber and reflective at twilight
Quiet and ominous at dusk
Keep the chemicals away from me
I've danced and twisted fate
Piecing myself back together again
Going it alone ...
Requested a booth for one
I'll be here for awhile I said
Flipped the owner a $20
He set me up with a great table
My afternoon began with this write
Even in good company
The best days are a float
Weaving in and out of people traffic
I need dialog and can be open
Yet writing verse is my voice
Somber and reflective at twilight
Quiet and ominous at dusk
Keep the chemicals away from me
I've danced and twisted fate
Piecing myself back together again
Going it alone ...
#confessional
#fate
#karma
#loneliness
#WritingPoetry
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22 Comments
somber
somber melancholy plays a deep cello within me
my sadness grows when I am away too long
withdrawn into a different realm
curtains are drawn and I am in my chambers
lamenting your love
it hurts, my lover over eternities
to be without your touch
intimate need, inflects on your subtle thoughts, cueing my lusts
subtle at first glance
but with a powerful pull I am swept under
where I drown in sorrow
yearning what isn't mine to keep
my mind wildly explores you
taking time to note the intricacies that you are made of
...
my sadness grows when I am away too long
withdrawn into a different realm
curtains are drawn and I am in my chambers
lamenting your love
it hurts, my lover over eternities
to be without your touch
intimate need, inflects on your subtle thoughts, cueing my lusts
subtle at first glance
but with a powerful pull I am swept under
where I drown in sorrow
yearning what isn't mine to keep
my mind wildly explores you
taking time to note the intricacies that you are made of
...
#fate
#love
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Echos from the past
Through this life, we all will meet someone who seems to have a good heart and spiritual aura, about themselves that will draw them into your life and world. 🌎 THAT will affect you in ways that we may never truly understand. 🤔 YET that is what makes you feel that you know them, 🤨 but do you really know them as you think you do. BUT yet you have a connection that touches your thoughts and insight and heart, ❤️ to let your guard down and to see where it takes you whether near or far away from the negativity, that makes no sense at all till we begin to...
#faith
#fate
#philosophical
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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This Life
In spite of all the danger
Pray to the Heaven's above
Packed in life's container
What's the meaning of?
Applause the final curtain
Taking your final puff
Spectators serving sermons
All in the name of love
Pray to the Heaven's above
Packed in life's container
What's the meaning of?
Applause the final curtain
Taking your final puff
Spectators serving sermons
All in the name of love
#fate
#philosophical
#spiritual
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Madness
All it took was
a huge blunder
at the air-port
for devices to
finally explode
just one bleep
beam of light
all was gone
& those at the
place too the
fake agitator
plastic parrot
the hothead
with the frost
and fast teeth
and its blemish
oh the baloney
of the paradox
crack ballerina
earthborn entity
a servant to this
endless conflict
ballistic addict
passing in the
murky thick of
...
a huge blunder
at the air-port
for devices to
finally explode
just one bleep
beam of light
all was gone
& those at the
place too the
fake agitator
plastic parrot
the hothead
with the frost
and fast teeth
and its blemish
oh the baloney
of the paradox
crack ballerina
earthborn entity
a servant to this
endless conflict
ballistic addict
passing in the
murky thick of
...
#dark
#fate
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16 Comments
Life's Ride
How many hungering heartbeats
until your life has flown bye?
The ecstatic events are just
a flash in time.
And the painful days
compose an immortal rhyme.
Let me ask you.
Did you take life's ride?
Don't lie.
In defiance of gravity,
to fill your cavity,
and feel acutely alive.
In the heat of my mind,
memories swelter.
Begging for the heart's tender shelter.
Destiny's fragments fall from a starry sky
Learn to live without the stalking question why.
Your evolution wants a surprise.
until your life has flown bye?
The ecstatic events are just
a flash in time.
And the painful days
compose an immortal rhyme.
Let me ask you.
Did you take life's ride?
Don't lie.
In defiance of gravity,
to fill your cavity,
and feel acutely alive.
In the heat of my mind,
memories swelter.
Begging for the heart's tender shelter.
Destiny's fragments fall from a starry sky
Learn to live without the stalking question why.
Your evolution wants a surprise.
#fate
#TruthOfLife
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15 Comments
Dead Man's Hand
Sparks into the dark illuminated by frozen shards
The death hand has been dealt and I'm counting the cards
Aces, clubs upon spades riding eights with backs to the door
Hades dealt the last card an ace instead of a five of diamond settling all scores
The minotaur is no longer lost within a maze of our mind
Ariadne gave us just enough thread to keep us all in line
Only we wont be needing no Hercules to a appear and release us
Four years of fucking Persephone's cold pussy and the dead was more then enough
I wrote the Voynich Manuscript while...
The death hand has been dealt and I'm counting the cards
Aces, clubs upon spades riding eights with backs to the door
Hades dealt the last card an ace instead of a five of diamond settling all scores
The minotaur is no longer lost within a maze of our mind
Ariadne gave us just enough thread to keep us all in line
Only we wont be needing no Hercules to a appear and release us
Four years of fucking Persephone's cold pussy and the dead was more then enough
I wrote the Voynich Manuscript while...
#dark
#fate
#historical
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9 Comments
One-way ticket...
Why should I care for the new year?
Another cycle of the same celestial dance
spiraling through familiar constellations.
Same faces in the same places,
their conversations a recitation of a well-worn script.
Why should I care for the new year?
When the clock's hands circle back
to touch the same numbers they brushed a moment ago.
And the calendar's pages, thin and brittle
fall like leaves from the same tree.
Why should I care for the new year...
When the same hues paint the dawn
and...
Another cycle of the same celestial dance
spiraling through familiar constellations.
Same faces in the same places,
their conversations a recitation of a well-worn script.
Why should I care for the new year?
When the clock's hands circle back
to touch the same numbers they brushed a moment ago.
And the calendar's pages, thin and brittle
fall like leaves from the same tree.
Why should I care for the new year...
When the same hues paint the dawn
and...
#fate
#karma
#luck
#mirror
#NewYear
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Letters To The Self On Throaty Thunderous Planted Lumps & Heavily Unfallen Eyefull Rains
trying hard to consume in
the lumping tonnage throat..
(or perhaps need them there forever..)
moistly eyes become
a floaty~ fluidic mosaic
an erecting glassiness veil
of thickening tears~ a wall..
neither breaks nor dries out
they are in an unnoticeably~ pulsing
delicate as if in butterflying babyholds..
yet stirring drilly~ deep, in a maze of
continentally~ drifting
'unbrokenness'
bulging ev convexical as fertilizing liquescence ...
the lumping tonnage throat..
(or perhaps need them there forever..)
moistly eyes become
a floaty~ fluidic mosaic
an erecting glassiness veil
of thickening tears~ a wall..
neither breaks nor dries out
they are in an unnoticeably~ pulsing
delicate as if in butterflying babyholds..
yet stirring drilly~ deep, in a maze of
continentally~ drifting
'unbrokenness'
bulging ev convexical as fertilizing liquescence ...
#love
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#dialogue
#SelfReflection
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knowledge
and as
i lay
taking
my last
breath,
of course
death came
to me,
and whispered
in my
ear all
the answers
to questions
about why
we
were here
and what
life was
supposed
to be
about.
i lay
taking
my last
breath,
of course
death came
to me,
and whispered
in my
ear all
the answers
to questions
about why
we
were here
and what
life was
supposed
to be
about.
#aging
#birth
#death #fate
#death #fate
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