Poems About Memories Seeking Honest Critique
#memories
Poems about memories seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 5:29pm
17th Dec 2024 5:29pm
Some Call It Breakfast
#abuse
#fear
#hate #memories
#hate #memories
61 reads
1 Comment
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 2:46am
17th Dec 2024 2:46am
Time ticks away...
Time ticks away...
You want time to pass quickly at work, so you may go home or go partying? Have fun!
But those are moments of your life you never get back.
You can't wait for Christmas, Summer or that
long awaited vacation...
...or even your favorite TV shows to have
their new fall episodes...
...then Halloween, Thanksgiving and
Christmas, again - has it been another year
already?
Someone won't be at the table this year...
Their time sadly is up!
Children want to grow up fast...
You want time to pass quickly at work, so you may go home or go partying? Have fun!
But those are moments of your life you never get back.
You can't wait for Christmas, Summer or that
long awaited vacation...
...or even your favorite TV shows to have
their new fall episodes...
...then Halloween, Thanksgiving and
Christmas, again - has it been another year
already?
Someone won't be at the table this year...
Their time sadly is up!
Children want to grow up fast...
#death
#LifeCycle
#memories #sadness
#memories #sadness
63 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 5:46am
16th Dec 2024 5:46am
My Safety
My safe world is a beautiful place...
...where the air smells of cotton candy...
...and all my favorite songs play...
...while I happily dance and spin!
No one shouts and no one cries in my world.
There is no fear of being touched or being beaten.
My world is safe.
My world is my safety.
Only I can can visit MY world...
...for my own safety!
It is deep inside my head...
...and YOU can't see the pretty colors...
...but my world really does exist!
I have visited my world quite often.
I CREATED MY WORLD!...
...where the air smells of cotton candy...
...and all my favorite songs play...
...while I happily dance and spin!
No one shouts and no one cries in my world.
There is no fear of being touched or being beaten.
My world is safe.
My world is my safety.
Only I can can visit MY world...
...for my own safety!
It is deep inside my head...
...and YOU can't see the pretty colors...
...but my world really does exist!
I have visited my world quite often.
I CREATED MY WORLD!...
#fear
#hurt
#memories
88 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 9:45pm
15th Dec 2024 9:45pm
So I Move On
#abuse
#family
#memories #mother
#memories #mother
59 reads
3 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 10:48am
15th Dec 2024 10:48am
Sweets
I still remember the scent.
Of chocolate,wet cement.
When I was still a child.
And all of the pain was mild.
I remember the scent of pastries.
With cream and chocolate chips.
I remember her cookies.
So good,you would lick your lips.
And maybe homemade,vanilla cake.
That you and your family would make.
Maybe the scent and taste of caramel.
If only I could remember the smell.
I would have a fairytale to tell.
One day,I will also try to bake.
Maybe while painting an ethereal lake.
I will...
Of chocolate,wet cement.
When I was still a child.
And all of the pain was mild.
I remember the scent of pastries.
With cream and chocolate chips.
I remember her cookies.
So good,you would lick your lips.
And maybe homemade,vanilla cake.
That you and your family would make.
Maybe the scent and taste of caramel.
If only I could remember the smell.
I would have a fairytale to tell.
One day,I will also try to bake.
Maybe while painting an ethereal lake.
I will...
#happiness
#hope
#memories
#nostalgia
#uplifting
72 reads
0 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 8:54am
15th Dec 2024 8:54am
Today
#anxiety
#dark
#fear
#memories
#PTSD
65 reads
1 Comment
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 8:53am
15th Dec 2024 8:53am
Me and Bobby...
#memories
#orgasm
#sex
156 reads
3 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 6:06am
14th Dec 2024 6:06am
Sleepless Lunatic
burnt offerings sacrificed to the full moon
a childhood memory evoked
stepping into Opas study (grandfather for those unfamiliar)
smelling of old musty books and stale cigarettes
a tremendous scent to be sure
his ashtray as piled up as mine is becoming
just thinking about what he saw as a boy during world war two
causes me to light up another burnt offering
even as the last smoulders and dies
a childhood memory evoked
stepping into Opas study (grandfather for those unfamiliar)
smelling of old musty books and stale cigarettes
a tremendous scent to be sure
his ashtray as piled up as mine is becoming
just thinking about what he saw as a boy during world war two
causes me to light up another burnt offering
even as the last smoulders and dies
#memories
#PTSD
#TimeHeals
91 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 1:42am
11th Dec 2024 1:42am
Love is…
An obligation carved across
the leaves of stone, genetic book
of life, sometimes diluted by a loss
of love given by those supposed to look
to your development, give care.
I can’t say my genetic book will close.
I still receive its meanings now, for those
I’ve long since disavowed, would soak
in time, indifference. We don’t deserve
but neither are we unworthy of love.
It glows in darkness like a bellied stove,
its heat sometimes a secret thing.
the leaves of stone, genetic book
of life, sometimes diluted by a loss
of love given by those supposed to look
to your development, give care.
I can’t say my genetic book will close.
I still receive its meanings now, for those
I’ve long since disavowed, would soak
in time, indifference. We don’t deserve
but neither are we unworthy of love.
It glows in darkness like a bellied stove,
its heat sometimes a secret thing.
#aging
#family
#love #memories
#love #memories
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0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 8:41pm
9th Dec 2024 8:41pm
Devotional Radicals
Little Kenny Dewitt was barely 5 years old when he found out by his parents that his heart was wicked
His parents were religious fanatics, who read the good book each and every hour
They isolated little Harry from the rest of the world
His father worked on the farm producing milk & meat to sell in town
His mother was a stay at home mom, strict and overbearing
Many of the locals didn't even know Harry Sack existed
His parents taught him that in order to be faithful to the lord, you must do what we say or want
Harry was given chores from...
His parents were religious fanatics, who read the good book each and every hour
They isolated little Harry from the rest of the world
His father worked on the farm producing milk & meat to sell in town
His mother was a stay at home mom, strict and overbearing
Many of the locals didn't even know Harry Sack existed
His parents taught him that in order to be faithful to the lord, you must do what we say or want
Harry was given chores from...
#children
#family
#memories
#religion
#violence
111 reads
8 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 1:49am
9th Dec 2024 1:49am
Mad Truths, Confessions, Revelations, and Struggles
#LifeStruggles
#love
#memories
#MentalHealth
#passion
67 reads
0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 1:34am
8th Dec 2024 1:34am
I’ll hold my hands up
I’ve not seen a glove puppet in years
#memories
75 reads
2 Comments
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