Misunderstood by Top Critiquers Poems
#misunderstood
Soul search spelunking
Flecks of mauve
catch the low light
roaring, incandescent
careful and earnest
those glittering bits of sapphire
utterly hypnotize
as they survey —almost too deep,
my treacherous depths
A sort of soul search spelunking
uncovering discoveries
Cracking
the
code
Deciphering
the hidden language
my heart once used
to speak,
it's lonely native tongue.
catch the low light
roaring, incandescent
careful and earnest
those glittering bits of sapphire
utterly hypnotize
as they survey —almost too deep,
my treacherous depths
A sort of soul search spelunking
uncovering discoveries
Cracking
the
code
Deciphering
the hidden language
my heart once used
to speak,
it's lonely native tongue.
#hope
#relationships
#misunderstood
#learning
#gratitude
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Perverts, Politicians and Pyromaniacs
Psychopaths and perverts
Linger in the shadows
Of the night stopping only
Long enough to up the ante
In the war against malcontents
And fading politicians who are
Serving up deep-fried linoleum
To the public
When they're not selling
Propane to the pyros
Spurred on by
The cosmic karma backlash
Where the weak are
being spoonfed their
Daily dose of scorn
Somewhere, in the shadows
The perverts easily commiserate
Beating on their pale chests
Shouting "The beasts,
They will not die."
...
Linger in the shadows
Of the night stopping only
Long enough to up the ante
In the war against malcontents
And fading politicians who are
Serving up deep-fried linoleum
To the public
When they're not selling
Propane to the pyros
Spurred on by
The cosmic karma backlash
Where the weak are
being spoonfed their
Daily dose of scorn
Somewhere, in the shadows
The perverts easily commiserate
Beating on their pale chests
Shouting "The beasts,
They will not die."
...
#narrative
#shame
#misunderstood
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Conformist's Plea
Here, we value your creativity
Those splashes of insanity
Your brushstrokes of wild ideas
Give such colour to our community
Just keep it within the lines
We honour all your feelings
Even pain, if it brings you healing
Scribble black across our canvas
We’ll permit the unappealing
If it stays within the lines
It's adorable, your messy spirit,
(Though secretly we fear it)
Just smother a tiny bit at a time
So we don’t have to hear it
And keep it within the lines
Those splashes of insanity
Your brushstrokes of wild ideas
Give such colour to our community
Just keep it within the lines
We honour all your feelings
Even pain, if it brings you healing
Scribble black across our canvas
We’ll permit the unappealing
If it stays within the lines
It's adorable, your messy spirit,
(Though secretly we fear it)
Just smother a tiny bit at a time
So we don’t have to hear it
And keep it within the lines
#misunderstood
#frustration
#hypocrisy
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Paralytic Politics
Upside down
it's how I see
like the bat
swimming in an aquarium
no radar
with the eyes closed
it's how I see
like the octopus
spinning its tentacles
hyperbolic helicopter
through a periscope
it's how I see
the blowfly
submerged in desires
with the head buried
it's how I see
the hummingbirds
the saviors
the redeemers
upside down
it's how I see
what do standing
other gentlemen see...
PAR
it's how I see
like the bat
swimming in an aquarium
no radar
with the eyes closed
it's how I see
like the octopus
spinning its tentacles
hyperbolic helicopter
through a periscope
it's how I see
the blowfly
submerged in desires
with the head buried
it's how I see
the hummingbirds
the saviors
the redeemers
upside down
it's how I see
what do standing
other gentlemen see...
PAR
#humankind
#misunderstood
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American Dreamer
This is a Moroccan beat which I personally love. Please listen while reading, I really would appreciate it, thank you 😊
Al Marconi :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XIog_7ME_Lw
Cast upon him a burden
a wicked curse
born under the wrong agenda
what could be worse?
Life's value lost and hollow
burned out,
can anybody hear you?
There's no way out!
...
Al Marconi :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XIog_7ME_Lw
Cast upon him a burden
a wicked curse
born under the wrong agenda
what could be worse?
Life's value lost and hollow
burned out,
can anybody hear you?
There's no way out!
...
#grief
#misunderstood
#despair
#suffering
#FeelingTrapped
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justice
A corrupt framework,
in the inner workings -
of all forms of work,
here in this world.
I expect only injustice.
I expect only inhumanity.
I expect only self service.
Of… Humanity.
Because…
The only justice -
Exists in the transcendence
of… Justice.
An occurrence -
that exists
in a spiritual/intellectual process
of… Exits.
You cannot hurt me -
because I am not here,
in your nation state city,
governed in structures of fear.
You cannot manipulate me -
because...
in the inner workings -
of all forms of work,
here in this world.
I expect only injustice.
I expect only inhumanity.
I expect only self service.
Of… Humanity.
Because…
The only justice -
Exists in the transcendence
of… Justice.
An occurrence -
that exists
in a spiritual/intellectual process
of… Exits.
You cannot hurt me -
because I am not here,
in your nation state city,
governed in structures of fear.
You cannot manipulate me -
because...
#humankind
#misunderstood
#despair
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
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knowing oneself
bloke in the pub was obviously looking for an argument
could be made for refusing to talk to himself, he couldn’t see it
could be made for refusing to talk to himself, he couldn’t see it
#misunderstood
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I Escaped, But Only Just - Part 13: Obstacles
It’s difficult to imagine that a few spoken sentences could have such a catastrophic effect in the long run - but that’s exactly what happened. For a while, the Jewish Youth club opened up new social opportunities. Discos. Which I enjoyed. But a group of kids came each Sunday and Thursday who had lots of money and behaved in a spoilt manner, judging others less fortunate.
My family wasn't neccessarily poor. However, we weren't affluent enough to be part of that group who flew abroad regularly in the latest designer clothes. In many ways, this didn’t bother me then. I saw enough...
My family wasn't neccessarily poor. However, we weren't affluent enough to be part of that group who flew abroad regularly in the latest designer clothes. In many ways, this didn’t bother me then. I saw enough...
#anxiety
#childhood
#memories #misunderstood
#memories #misunderstood
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Touch Of A Demons Tear
There was a time when I traded my soul to the devil, oh how happy he was when we danced among Heavens tears flooding the earth, weeping over my sin of lust.
Held captive in a strange place, I always wondered if it existed. Only sound was crackling fire around me, satanic claws tore thru my skin as satan held me closer to his fiery soul, whirling me thru flames, we danced while falling deeper in the endless pit of hell.
Staring into mesmerizing glowing red eyes, false visions of changing illusions, he was you. How wonderful it was to feel your hot passion as we kissed...
Held captive in a strange place, I always wondered if it existed. Only sound was crackling fire around me, satanic claws tore thru my skin as satan held me closer to his fiery soul, whirling me thru flames, we danced while falling deeper in the endless pit of hell.
Staring into mesmerizing glowing red eyes, false visions of changing illusions, he was you. How wonderful it was to feel your hot passion as we kissed...
#misunderstood
#bittersweet
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Oh NO! Snap! And Life is gone.
Today I've sent an alarming invitation
to my yucky past of scholarly doom;
when boredom struggled in patience;
I have sent it; but to whom?
It was to my frizzy hair.
It was the issue, most of all.
Excellence does often bear
the crown of lack of hairstyle.
I did waste my teenage years.
For I guiltily just always studied.
Salt smells of vacations but my tears
tasted like the very same ingredient, but bullied.
Now, university has different airs.
Freedom unlocked, like there's no tomorrow. ...
to my yucky past of scholarly doom;
when boredom struggled in patience;
I have sent it; but to whom?
It was to my frizzy hair.
It was the issue, most of all.
Excellence does often bear
the crown of lack of hairstyle.
I did waste my teenage years.
For I guiltily just always studied.
Salt smells of vacations but my tears
tasted like the very same ingredient, but bullied.
Now, university has different airs.
Freedom unlocked, like there's no tomorrow. ...
#courage
#LifeStruggles
#misunderstood
#FeelingTrapped
#responsibility
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WE DON'T TALK ANYMORE
How much more can I take of a love on a two way street, with no commitment and no honesty and truth and trust. For here we are years later as we sometimes ask OURSELVE, for so long why do we have to go through the process of hurting each other. Even though we fuss and fight over things that we know would rip us apart as one. For example even now we don't talk about anything like we use to do, but yet you prefer to have conversations over the phone. Yet never taking it seriously because of the matter of the heart, that pours out from the tears that stains the texture of my face. The same tears...
#women
#men
#relationships
#misunderstood
#separation
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Drifter
Suitable log up on my shoulders, time for a run.
Up this mountain cool morning breeze is on.
Sixteen kilometers legs burn.
Respect and pain something you earn.
Throw the log from my shoulders time to lift
Train battery on a cable, the pain a gift.
Hundred twenty kilo rocks pick up throw.
Cold crisp air good for the soul.
Strap to my suv drag across the field.
Stretch again release the stress I build.
Seventy kilo rocks each hand punch
Nintey kilo rock do a few crunch.
Throw a rope in a tree...
Up this mountain cool morning breeze is on.
Sixteen kilometers legs burn.
Respect and pain something you earn.
Throw the log from my shoulders time to lift
Train battery on a cable, the pain a gift.
Hundred twenty kilo rocks pick up throw.
Cold crisp air good for the soul.
Strap to my suv drag across the field.
Stretch again release the stress I build.
Seventy kilo rocks each hand punch
Nintey kilo rock do a few crunch.
Throw a rope in a tree...
#dark
#ghosts
#misunderstood
#disappointment
#emptiness
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