Poems About Memories Seeking Honest Critique
#memories
Poems about memories seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Trevor-Nightmares
Trevor M.
Trevor M.
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 3:16pm
25th Aug 2024 3:16pm
Burden of the mind
Flames of regret engulf the pyre of a life unknown,
a man ponders his decisions and the path that has lead him so far from his wish,
time like a raging river has carried the man down years of emptiness,
hope for the dream is but a fairy tale, a fond memory the man holds dear,
he reach's into his chest and grips the source of his pain to mollify its influence,
like poison it taints the mans mind despite his efforts and breaks away his hope,
was it even real, was it just a dream or was his mind just intoxicated by the idea.
...
a man ponders his decisions and the path that has lead him so far from his wish,
time like a raging river has carried the man down years of emptiness,
hope for the dream is but a fairy tale, a fond memory the man holds dear,
he reach's into his chest and grips the source of his pain to mollify its influence,
like poison it taints the mans mind despite his efforts and breaks away his hope,
was it even real, was it just a dream or was his mind just intoxicated by the idea.
...
#dreams
#hurt
#love #memories
#love #memories
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 3:50am
17th Aug 2024 3:50am
TRAVEL BORN INSIGHTS AND PERCEPTIONS (4-28-1989; San Blas, Nayarit, Mexico.)
through migrained aura lines
some ancient huichol spirit dream
dances for me
throughout this foreign
yet still somehow
familiar land
throughout this vast
pacific s sparkling sea
spread out far and wide
before me here
as far as my eyes can see
across these ever changing
tropic skies above
fluidly unfolding everywhere
both above and beyond me
overlapping this beautiful
coastal jungle garden path
which leads and winds it s way
down to the nearest beach below
where i now stand gazing out
in...
some ancient huichol spirit dream
dances for me
throughout this foreign
yet still somehow
familiar land
throughout this vast
pacific s sparkling sea
spread out far and wide
before me here
as far as my eyes can see
across these ever changing
tropic skies above
fluidly unfolding everywhere
both above and beyond me
overlapping this beautiful
coastal jungle garden path
which leads and winds it s way
down to the nearest beach below
where i now stand gazing out
in...
#apathy
#evolution
#healing
#memories
#SelfReflection
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 7:30am
16th Aug 2024 7:30am
STRENGTH COMES FROM WITHIN
They say that GOD, gives you no more than we can stand as he gives to his most, strongest soldiers no more than they can stand and tolerate. THE deepness of the pain that one has to learn, to deal with going through the chemotherapy. Yet the fact it goes to the deepness of the damage, that somehow slowly begins to rip into the skin of your flesh. As it attacks you mentally emotionally and physically and spiritually. For I say all this to say this 🙏 for all purpose it's important that we take better care of our health, and to get tested for CANCER. AS well for one will never know what...
#family
#LifeCycle
#marriage
#memories
#StreamOfConsciousness
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
15th Aug 2024 11:57am
15th Aug 2024 11:57am
Frost
How is something not lost,
Yet wanders and refuses to be found?
Dreary mists adorn steely frost,
Leaving a memory of the sun
A sea of long coats and tilted hats,
Gently walking through winter’s haze,
Their footsteps silent on cobblestone paths,
As daylight fades to twilight's gaze
The cold breath of the evening air,
Whispers secrets to the night,
Where shadows dance without a care,
In the dim, flickering streetlight
What once was clear now fades away,
In the mist where all is gray, ...
Yet wanders and refuses to be found?
Dreary mists adorn steely frost,
Leaving a memory of the sun
A sea of long coats and tilted hats,
Gently walking through winter’s haze,
Their footsteps silent on cobblestone paths,
As daylight fades to twilight's gaze
The cold breath of the evening air,
Whispers secrets to the night,
Where shadows dance without a care,
In the dim, flickering streetlight
What once was clear now fades away,
In the mist where all is gray, ...
#memories
#philosophical
#rhyming #winter
#rhyming #winter
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 00:36am
14th Aug 2024 00:36am
HIDDEN PARADISE BEACH ('X' Marks the Spot') (original 1st draft) (Hidden Paradise Beach, near Puerto Vallarta, Mexico)
hi sea
water love
comes right up
greeting me
wave face
rises bends and breaks
in all it s blue green purity
as it curves and pitches
like a thick wet whale tongue s
fluid glass song s
sudden powerful
whumppphhhh
as it rushes up
onto shallow sloped shoreline s
receptive sandy beach s
tranquil tropic heart beat s
transcendent tidal seam
soaking sand fizzingly
all around my legs
and open spirit s being
in it s exhuberant friendly gesture
to greet embrace and kiss
my earthbound...
water love
comes right up
greeting me
wave face
rises bends and breaks
in all it s blue green purity
as it curves and pitches
like a thick wet whale tongue s
fluid glass song s
sudden powerful
whumppphhhh
as it rushes up
onto shallow sloped shoreline s
receptive sandy beach s
tranquil tropic heart beat s
transcendent tidal seam
soaking sand fizzingly
all around my legs
and open spirit s being
in it s exhuberant friendly gesture
to greet embrace and kiss
my earthbound...
#beach
#earth
#memories
#sea
#sun
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PoetSpeak
Poem Published
13th Aug 2024 3:05am
13th Aug 2024 3:05am
Forever in my Memory
I'm looking at my hands and seeing my father
I do this often
He was a quiet man
I wanted so much more from him
His passion
An occasional embrace
Knowledge
I'm still searching in my hands
For answers that won't come
Still I try ...
And will continue to try
There's so many answers somewhere
There was life then death
I remain focused...
I do this often
He was a quiet man
I wanted so much more from him
His passion
An occasional embrace
Knowledge
I'm still searching in my hands
For answers that won't come
Still I try ...
And will continue to try
There's so many answers somewhere
There was life then death
I remain focused...
#father
#love
#memories
#son
#wisdom
260 reads
32 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
9th Aug 2024 3:46pm
9th Aug 2024 3:46pm
memory
inflections of sorrow make my colors bleed
reality bends time for me taking me from my pain
suffocating in the now
losing myself in deep thoughts
with questions, I can't fathom
I am delivered to the shadowy realm
keening for things I don't understand
my thoughts go to the deep
where they sleep
forfeiting my humanity for honesty
collecting lingering answers
bending leaving my mind scarred
living many lives I wonder what the point of wisdom is
if I forget what i've gathered
my lives converge...
reality bends time for me taking me from my pain
suffocating in the now
losing myself in deep thoughts
with questions, I can't fathom
I am delivered to the shadowy realm
keening for things I don't understand
my thoughts go to the deep
where they sleep
forfeiting my humanity for honesty
collecting lingering answers
bending leaving my mind scarred
living many lives I wonder what the point of wisdom is
if I forget what i've gathered
my lives converge...
#love
#memories
133 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 2:34pm
8th Aug 2024 2:34pm
Musty Wallpaper #1
In the shadows of the night, where silence is king,
murmurs arise from a past that has not disappeared.
In dark corridors, where light dares not enter,
echoes of laments of souls in pain.
The wind whispers secrets of pain.
Stories of blood and pure gore.
Doors creak revealing scenes of horror
where death dances in macabre fervor.
Candles flicker, shadows come to life.
In every corner a lost story.
Empty eyes, without shine, without color,
reflect the abyss and eternal dread.
On the floor, marks of a cruel fate, ...
murmurs arise from a past that has not disappeared.
In dark corridors, where light dares not enter,
echoes of laments of souls in pain.
The wind whispers secrets of pain.
Stories of blood and pure gore.
Doors creak revealing scenes of horror
where death dances in macabre fervor.
Candles flicker, shadows come to life.
In every corner a lost story.
Empty eyes, without shine, without color,
reflect the abyss and eternal dread.
On the floor, marks of a cruel fate, ...
#aging
#ghosts
#memories
#mirror
#wind
146 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 2:36am
8th Aug 2024 2:36am
Cripple Creek
Floating lazily
Reaching the shore
whenever they happen to get there
Memories are like bottled messages
And so I remember Cripple Creek
one single day
from so long ago
I was 20
the thinnest I'd ever been
spending a few weeks in Colorado Springs
an intensive photography workshop
One of our field trips
was an hour or so away
a gain of several thousand feet in altitude
Cripple Creek
More foreign feeling to me
than some foreign countries I'd visited
The first memory
is...
Reaching the shore
whenever they happen to get there
Memories are like bottled messages
And so I remember Cripple Creek
one single day
from so long ago
I was 20
the thinnest I'd ever been
spending a few weeks in Colorado Springs
an intensive photography workshop
One of our field trips
was an hour or so away
a gain of several thousand feet in altitude
Cripple Creek
More foreign feeling to me
than some foreign countries I'd visited
The first memory
is...
#memories
#travel
189 reads
8 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 11:56pm
2nd Aug 2024 11:56pm
speaking from past experience
living merely in the present is hopelessly unwrapping
something you’ll never get to open
something you’ll never get to open
#memories
140 reads
2 Comments
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
31st Jul 2024 6:06pm
31st Jul 2024 6:06pm
Epiphany (on the Last Day of Forever)
"Sometimes we don't know what we need and then what we need happens." C.E.W.
…...and it boggles the mind to think
that after all this time,
as we have traversed different roads
of life we find that in our now, “I am what you need”
yet
I am forced to entertain a “next lifetime”
because there is a he
and there is a she
“but I love your more”.......how can this be?
An epiphany
and I want you now
My mind tends to...
…...and it boggles the mind to think
that after all this time,
as we have traversed different roads
of life we find that in our now, “I am what you need”
yet
I am forced to entertain a “next lifetime”
because there is a he
and there is a she
“but I love your more”.......how can this be?
An epiphany
and I want you now
My mind tends to...
#dreams
#love
#memories
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KittyFromHell
Poem Published
30th Jul 2024 3:01am
30th Jul 2024 3:01am
Good Ole Days
I live in a world of daydreams
and highlighted memories
a reel of visions I replay
over and over
until the stench of reality
fades into the distance
and I am lost in the reverie of yesterday
and what never was
and highlighted memories
a reel of visions I replay
over and over
until the stench of reality
fades into the distance
and I am lost in the reverie of yesterday
and what never was
#dreams
#memories
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