Poems About Happiness Seeking Honest Critique
#happiness
Poems about happiness seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:59pm
Yesterday 11:59pm
Hey man, hop in my caravan
I'm solied
Your soiled
We're all soiled
I have arrived
10 million miles from home
Earth is where I'll stay
My god isn't your god
A fiery beast is all I have to say
Flies, Maggots, Earthworms and roaches
They spill out of the earth's core
You should fuck the pretty leper girl over there
Let's travel the universe, the 2025 galaxy tour
Oh mommy, mommy we need help
My mind is cracked in half
All hope is lost, you're bleeding out
Forever plagued, just sit back and laugh
What do you know about...
Your soiled
We're all soiled
I have arrived
10 million miles from home
Earth is where I'll stay
My god isn't your god
A fiery beast is all I have to say
Flies, Maggots, Earthworms and roaches
They spill out of the earth's core
You should fuck the pretty leper girl over there
Let's travel the universe, the 2025 galaxy tour
Oh mommy, mommy we need help
My mind is cracked in half
All hope is lost, you're bleeding out
Forever plagued, just sit back and laugh
What do you know about...
#abuse
#happiness
#sex
#travel
#universe
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:23pm
Yesterday 11:23pm
Kalamazoo Kathedral
Kracked-out, Kolostomy Konnection in Kalamazoo
Don't try and find me here
Last time I was in Kalamazoo
Someone tried to finger my rear
Kracked-out, Kolostomy Konnection in Kalamazoo
Kathedral has no flock
Last time I was in Kalamazoo
The priest tried to suck my kock
Kracked-out, Kolostomy Konnection in Kalamazoo
My backside is red and raw
Last time I was in Kalamazoo
My aunt is a part time whore
Kracked-out, Kolostomy Konnection in Kalamazoo
Religion is never on my mind
Last time my mother got naked here ...
Don't try and find me here
Last time I was in Kalamazoo
Someone tried to finger my rear
Kracked-out, Kolostomy Konnection in Kalamazoo
Kathedral has no flock
Last time I was in Kalamazoo
The priest tried to suck my kock
Kracked-out, Kolostomy Konnection in Kalamazoo
My backside is red and raw
Last time I was in Kalamazoo
My aunt is a part time whore
Kracked-out, Kolostomy Konnection in Kalamazoo
Religion is never on my mind
Last time my mother got naked here ...
#family
#happiness
#LifeChangingMoment
#TruthOfLife
#uplifting
17 reads
2 Comments
Listentoact
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:26am
Yesterday 00:26am
What's a good woman
What’s a good woman
It is no show and tell story or neon vibration of lights of attraction you see or a status caption you pistol Point with your emotionless finger emotion since you can like, but these words are not that button they won’t be like
What’s a good woman, she matters when nothing even matters, she coats herself in her worth of being human, her course is never better or greater or a standard, liken her warmth in her hands with a place that celestial beings hide their insecurities,
she can crown you connect you to her source of eternal love, which is a...
It is no show and tell story or neon vibration of lights of attraction you see or a status caption you pistol Point with your emotionless finger emotion since you can like, but these words are not that button they won’t be like
What’s a good woman, she matters when nothing even matters, she coats herself in her worth of being human, her course is never better or greater or a standard, liken her warmth in her hands with a place that celestial beings hide their insecurities,
she can crown you connect you to her source of eternal love, which is a...
#admiration
#happiness
#kindness
#love
#respect
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Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
20th Apr 2025 8:31am
20th Apr 2025 8:31am
Sensational Saturday Afternoon
It’s been months
since last I paid a visit
It was good to see
she hadn't changed
I, on the other hand,
after months of cloistering
had allowed my hair
to range free and grow Einstein bushy
not making me look the genius
but rather deranged
I quipped I was there
to shed my winter coat
she laughed politely
while covering my clothes
with a long black cloak
shaver on, scissors at the ready
she mowed, clipped, cut, and snipped
all the while conversing
we spoke of juvenile literature
the scents reminding...
since last I paid a visit
It was good to see
she hadn't changed
I, on the other hand,
after months of cloistering
had allowed my hair
to range free and grow Einstein bushy
not making me look the genius
but rather deranged
I quipped I was there
to shed my winter coat
she laughed politely
while covering my clothes
with a long black cloak
shaver on, scissors at the ready
she mowed, clipped, cut, and snipped
all the while conversing
we spoke of juvenile literature
the scents reminding...
#dialogue
#friendship
#happiness #love
#happiness #love
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 8:49pm
19th Apr 2025 8:49pm
Metallica!
Have a great weekend everyone 😀
#happiness
85 reads
13 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
16th Apr 2025 8:41pm
16th Apr 2025 8:41pm
My Hardware Life - 2
Store Manager says
“CEO of our parent company
is coming for a visit”
when? I don't know.
what's he look like?
search me.”
all day we play a game of, “who can it be?”
a contest made more difficult
by our lunchtime clientele
primarily IBM Engineers
and Executive in business apparel
a “Thomas Crown Affair (ish)” deception mess
Just after lunch break
I, leader of the garden department crew,
returning to my domain
when I spy a customer
shopping for a hummingbird feeder
“Can I help you sir?”...
“CEO of our parent company
is coming for a visit”
when? I don't know.
what's he look like?
search me.”
all day we play a game of, “who can it be?”
a contest made more difficult
by our lunchtime clientele
primarily IBM Engineers
and Executive in business apparel
a “Thomas Crown Affair (ish)” deception mess
Just after lunch break
I, leader of the garden department crew,
returning to my domain
when I spy a customer
shopping for a hummingbird feeder
“Can I help you sir?”...
#happiness
#job
#PersonalGrowth #SelfWorth
#PersonalGrowth #SelfWorth
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Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
15th Apr 2025 5:50pm
15th Apr 2025 5:50pm
My Hardware Life - 1
Ding, ding!
customer drives in
to pickup heavy, bulky,
generally unwieldy
already purchased merchandise
I manage the muscle men
tasked with hefting
countless, fifty-pound bags of cement
twenty-five-pound bags of rock salt
and lighter bags of stuff for gardening
redwood compost, potting soil, additives to condition your dirt
one must be careful to carry the pungent manures,
steer and more odiferous chicken at arm's-length
so you don't risk spending
the rest of your day
wearing a super smelly shirt
customer drives in
to pickup heavy, bulky,
generally unwieldy
already purchased merchandise
I manage the muscle men
tasked with hefting
countless, fifty-pound bags of cement
twenty-five-pound bags of rock salt
and lighter bags of stuff for gardening
redwood compost, potting soil, additives to condition your dirt
one must be careful to carry the pungent manures,
steer and more odiferous chicken at arm's-length
so you don't risk spending
the rest of your day
wearing a super smelly shirt
#happiness
#job
#learning
#LifeCycle
#PersonalGrowth
38 reads
0 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
15th Apr 2025 12:43pm
15th Apr 2025 12:43pm
Nature Speaks Poesy
Nature Speaks Poetry
Flavoured with the softest zephyr, soaked into the finest dew,, served in flowered cup of the time,
spring comes to life again, waddling in the fields, dancing with growing greens bending its shoulder
to nod assent to every willing poet.....i come entranced to bow silently to this celestial eternity,
try to pour my heart, my feelings like a liquid love into honeyed words.
i am enchanted, ever again and more inebriated,,, the perfume souvenirs come alive,
with every daisy blooming; with every beak chirping, with...
Flavoured with the softest zephyr, soaked into the finest dew,, served in flowered cup of the time,
spring comes to life again, waddling in the fields, dancing with growing greens bending its shoulder
to nod assent to every willing poet.....i come entranced to bow silently to this celestial eternity,
try to pour my heart, my feelings like a liquid love into honeyed words.
i am enchanted, ever again and more inebriated,,, the perfume souvenirs come alive,
with every daisy blooming; with every beak chirping, with...
#admiration
#emotions
#happiness #motivational
#happiness #motivational
52 reads
4 Comments
MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
13th Apr 2025 9:51am
13th Apr 2025 9:51am
Gifts Of Life
Not awaken while living
To the silent breath flowing
To the mystery of hearing
To the wonder of seeing
Not awaken while living
To the divine weight of giving
To the hidden Hands us holding
To the heavenly call “Live with meaning”
Not awaken while living
To how fragile life is and fleeting
To how precious God’s many a blessing
To His Grace and Mercy we are witnessing
When deeply shaken
As life suddenly taken
Aware to be mistaken
The heart, to see would be able
How we are gently held...
To the silent breath flowing
To the mystery of hearing
To the wonder of seeing
Not awaken while living
To the divine weight of giving
To the hidden Hands us holding
To the heavenly call “Live with meaning”
Not awaken while living
To how fragile life is and fleeting
To how precious God’s many a blessing
To His Grace and Mercy we are witnessing
When deeply shaken
As life suddenly taken
Aware to be mistaken
The heart, to see would be able
How we are gently held...
#gratitude
#happiness
#hope
#LifeChangingMoment
#strength
79 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
12th Apr 2025 10:07pm
12th Apr 2025 10:07pm
Singing in the Rain of Tears
Miranda
Fruits crown her laughter,
Rhythms bloom in vibrant hues
Carmen sways through life.
Sumak
Voice of mountains soar,
Ancient echoes fill the air
Yma's song transcends.
Maria
Voice like a tempest,
Passion pierces through the soul
Callas reigns supreme.
Rodrigues
Fado’s voice takes flight,
Soulful tides of sorrow swell
Amália endures.
Berberian
Avant-garde takes flight,
Cathy's voice bends worlds to art
Boundless, bold,...
Fruits crown her laughter,
Rhythms bloom in vibrant hues
Carmen sways through life.
Sumak
Voice of mountains soar,
Ancient echoes fill the air
Yma's song transcends.
Maria
Voice like a tempest,
Passion pierces through the soul
Callas reigns supreme.
Rodrigues
Fado’s voice takes flight,
Soulful tides of sorrow swell
Amália endures.
Berberian
Avant-garde takes flight,
Cathy's voice bends worlds to art
Boundless, bold,...
#art
#happiness
#music
#spiritual
#women
57 reads
8 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 4:19am
11th Apr 2025 4:19am
Suburban Huck Finn -1
Three blocks from my childhood home
runs Los Alamitos Creek
a sylvatic, kids paradise
the shoreline choked
with stands of twenty-five foot bamboo.
punctuated by large sycamores
one with a tire swing attached
wearing cut-off jeans
we'd sail over the seven-foot, ice cold swim'n hole
with a woooo hooo we'd let go.
along the shallows
crawdad and minnow fishing
was the sport of choice
strictly catch and release
the water was tainted with quicksilver, mercury
so what we caught we couldn't eat.
runs Los Alamitos Creek
a sylvatic, kids paradise
the shoreline choked
with stands of twenty-five foot bamboo.
punctuated by large sycamores
one with a tire swing attached
wearing cut-off jeans
we'd sail over the seven-foot, ice cold swim'n hole
with a woooo hooo we'd let go.
along the shallows
crawdad and minnow fishing
was the sport of choice
strictly catch and release
the water was tainted with quicksilver, mercury
so what we caught we couldn't eat.
#childhood
#happiness
#nature
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0 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 4:31am
9th Apr 2025 4:31am
Pontiac Safari: Second Owner
Summoned by Grandma
to her Redding, CA home
for a visit and heartbreaking task
asked to assume ownership
of Grandpa's prized possession
his precious ‘72 Pontiac
though I needed the ride
the sad circumstances
wounded Grandad's pride
and truly tore me up inside
feeling like his jailer
Imprisoning him
in his double wide trailer.
I drove that beautiful, twenty foot,
golden, barge-like wagon
for at least five years.
with it's space age, curved rear window
seating capacity
for a maximum of 10 friends ...
to her Redding, CA home
for a visit and heartbreaking task
asked to assume ownership
of Grandpa's prized possession
his precious ‘72 Pontiac
though I needed the ride
the sad circumstances
wounded Grandad's pride
and truly tore me up inside
feeling like his jailer
Imprisoning him
in his double wide trailer.
I drove that beautiful, twenty foot,
golden, barge-like wagon
for at least five years.
with it's space age, curved rear window
seating capacity
for a maximum of 10 friends ...
#aging
#family
#happiness
#memories
#sadness
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