Poems About Holidays Seeking Honest Critique
#holiday
Poems about holidays seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
HAPPY RESURRECTION DAYS
HAPPY RESURRECTION DAYS
He came from heaven to the earth
A little lower than the angels from birth
Pleasing His Father up above
Powered in prayer He showed His love
Young man wise as serpent gentle as dove!
Recalling today the day He gave up His life
Entering the heart of Jerusalem without a strife!
Soldiers up in front - up the streets
Until Golgotha He did reach
Recalling ALL He had done:
Redemption, Healing, Wonders and Signs all done for us through the Son
Entering different cities and different towns
Chastised...
He came from heaven to the earth
A little lower than the angels from birth
Pleasing His Father up above
Powered in prayer He showed His love
Young man wise as serpent gentle as dove!
Recalling today the day He gave up His life
Entering the heart of Jerusalem without a strife!
Soldiers up in front - up the streets
Until Golgotha He did reach
Recalling ALL He had done:
Redemption, Healing, Wonders and Signs all done for us through the Son
Entering different cities and different towns
Chastised...
#Easter
#holiday
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Bet with your head, not over it
Neil Anblomi of Italy took a trip to Las Vegas and sent some letters back home in 1996. His letters telling loved ones his tales of American adventure. One letter told them he had a win of $2,500.00 on roulette. Another was about seeing Wayne Newton live, enjoying the performance immensely. In a postcard to his mother, he talked about how exhausting gambling could be, but told her not to worry. "I am sensible, so I won't blow my savings." He told her of his plans to see the Grand Canyon by helicopter and maybe buy a ticket to a magic show. On August 1st, 1996, Anblomi threw himself...
#addiction
#fiction
#holiday
#satirical
#suicide
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10 Comments
Strip For Me
I got me a lap dance.
Don't need to try,
To get in her pants.
They're gone.
And I'm just there,
For the big and brawn.
Sipping this martini,
Enjoying the porn.
Can't wait for this horny guy,
To come and join.
We'll gamble 'til the light of dawn.
Who gets the dance?
We'll flip a coin.
Ill mind fuck him,
While she gets him on.
He's distracted,
So I know I've won.
Now let's get going.
The sun is out.
Let's do a dance, at your house.
Id love to whip these titties out. ...
Don't need to try,
To get in her pants.
They're gone.
And I'm just there,
For the big and brawn.
Sipping this martini,
Enjoying the porn.
Can't wait for this horny guy,
To come and join.
We'll gamble 'til the light of dawn.
Who gets the dance?
We'll flip a coin.
Ill mind fuck him,
While she gets him on.
He's distracted,
So I know I've won.
Now let's get going.
The sun is out.
Let's do a dance, at your house.
Id love to whip these titties out. ...
#funny
#holiday
#ThrillSeeking #vulnerability
#ThrillSeeking #vulnerability
196 reads
12 Comments
Malt Liquor Chiltlins
It's a Southern Black tradition to boil chitlins in a pot between Christmas and New Year's
We clean and let them simmer for damn near 2 days
But my sistah got frightened despite the holiday season
She thought her probation officer was near, so she poured all the alcohol we were sippin’ into the chitlins
Tossed the cans into a neighborhood trash bin
And then, let them marinate during the Bills game
If you eat pork then you know that it soaks in everything
I know the ancestors were pissed
And I was left questioning
Yo, you poured malt liquor...
We clean and let them simmer for damn near 2 days
But my sistah got frightened despite the holiday season
She thought her probation officer was near, so she poured all the alcohol we were sippin’ into the chitlins
Tossed the cans into a neighborhood trash bin
And then, let them marinate during the Bills game
If you eat pork then you know that it soaks in everything
I know the ancestors were pissed
And I was left questioning
Yo, you poured malt liquor...
#funny
#holiday
125 reads
6 Comments
A Merry Metal Xmas
Merry Christmas, to all the poets/poetesses here at DU. This year was only the beginning, folks. Seems arriving here has put some wind in the sails of my creative journey. That was my Christmas gift, I received from my fellow writers here at DU. You all helped me rise again like a glorious phoenix. Or some other town in Arizona. lol. What movie did I quote that line from? Anybody? I know who'll take a stab at it, and will probably get it right.
There will be more poems, lyrics, prose, stories, music talk, and interviews. Trust me. I'm embarking on, The Stay Vigilant Tour of...
There will be more poems, lyrics, prose, stories, music talk, and interviews. Trust me. I'm embarking on, The Stay Vigilant Tour of...
#Christmas
#holiday
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30 Comments
Krampus is coming
Kringle found him on the edge of Hell
This bringer of the last Noel
Enforcer for Father Christmas
Discipline delivered by Krampus
Angels we have heard on high
Das Punisher will come this night
Big and hairy, black as pitch
A serpents young and a wooden switch
He's the lord of coal
Yes he does have a black soul
All the naughty children want to change
Be nice to others, stop the misery and pain
Star if wonder, star of light
There will be no silent night
Krampus, ancient god of Yule ...
This bringer of the last Noel
Enforcer for Father Christmas
Discipline delivered by Krampus
Angels we have heard on high
Das Punisher will come this night
Big and hairy, black as pitch
A serpents young and a wooden switch
He's the lord of coal
Yes he does have a black soul
All the naughty children want to change
Be nice to others, stop the misery and pain
Star if wonder, star of light
There will be no silent night
Krampus, ancient god of Yule ...
#children
#Christmas
#dark
#evil
#holiday
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9 Comments
Yuletide Sadness
Every year the winds get colder
Their screams cut like knives
Shadows follow my winter walks
Bitter voices carol the night
Dreams of days when the fire would warm me
You were there inside the flame
But you are gone and the years grow bitter
My soul is withered and wrapped with pain
Drifting in my fever there's sadness
Calling me to come back home
Ghosts that dance inside my head
Forever chill that haunts my bones
Dreams of nights where the world seemed alive
That there was time to catch my fall
But I am left with that...
Their screams cut like knives
Shadows follow my winter walks
Bitter voices carol the night
Dreams of days when the fire would warm me
You were there inside the flame
But you are gone and the years grow bitter
My soul is withered and wrapped with pain
Drifting in my fever there's sadness
Calling me to come back home
Ghosts that dance inside my head
Forever chill that haunts my bones
Dreams of nights where the world seemed alive
That there was time to catch my fall
But I am left with that...
#Christmas
#dark
#holiday
#rhyming
#sadness
123 reads
9 Comments
Spicy Mustard, none of that yellow mustard bullshit!

#dirty
#food
#holiday #lust
#holiday #lust
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5 Comments
Christmas
There's a time of year we all await.
When everything is as white as a ceramic plate.
When there are snowflakes on the ground.
And under the tree, a present is found.
When everybody sings carols.
And everyone is nice.
When everyone says his name.
Once,twice,thrice.
When they sing,cheerful mice.
And everyone gets a chance.
Under the mistletoe,a happy new romance.
When December arrives.
And everyone thrives.
This fairytale,once upon a December.
In December,not November.
When everything is in...
When everything is as white as a ceramic plate.
When there are snowflakes on the ground.
And under the tree, a present is found.
When everybody sings carols.
And everyone is nice.
When everyone says his name.
Once,twice,thrice.
When they sing,cheerful mice.
And everyone gets a chance.
Under the mistletoe,a happy new romance.
When December arrives.
And everyone thrives.
This fairytale,once upon a December.
In December,not November.
When everything is in...
#Christmas
#happiness
#holiday
#hope
#uplifting
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1 Comment
Mr. Grinch
Honestly since you asked
I’m disgruntled
enjoying today alone cup near full
Quick temper galore
I’m typically Mr. Freeze solo
during holidays
it's a dagger in the ice chest
that goes ignored
Intoxicated subzero don’t do toxic stupid shit
PTSD suicide or murder
that’s poison ivy black rose debauchery
just one more dark problem
Life is perception some perceive demons
I make tea for mine
when not decimating them,
urbane Alfred: Batman & Robin
I been embrace the shadows
depress at least 20...
I’m disgruntled
enjoying today alone cup near full
Quick temper galore
I’m typically Mr. Freeze solo
during holidays
it's a dagger in the ice chest
that goes ignored
Intoxicated subzero don’t do toxic stupid shit
PTSD suicide or murder
that’s poison ivy black rose debauchery
just one more dark problem
Life is perception some perceive demons
I make tea for mine
when not decimating them,
urbane Alfred: Batman & Robin
I been embrace the shadows
depress at least 20...
#emptiness
#holiday
#MentalHealth
#tolerance
#depression
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1 Comment
Mingle Hells
Jingle bells, the night prevails,
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
#alcohol
#Christmas
#hell
#holiday
#lies
126 reads
8 Comments
THE APPEAL OF THE NATURIST BEACH

#beach
#holiday
#inspirational
#motivational
#sea
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DU Poetry : Poems About Holidays Seeking Honest Critique