Poems About Morality Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about morality seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
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Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
Today 1:40pm
Today 1:40pm
Le Plus Bas Degrés De l'insolence, De La Stupidite
'To those who think they are intelligent, and blah blah blah'' this is the truth.
C'est très honteux, même très stupide de se monter fiere de soi-même; se monter hautaine envers d'autres gens, pour rien montrer, ni produire, si ce n'est que arrogance et insolence..
Ces gens que vous meprisez avec tant de haine, tant de racisme, tant de folie de grandeur, vous souffrez de mégalomanie,' '' faites une visite chez un psy, et réglez vos hormones, chez un genyco...........il me semble que vous souffrez d'une maladie très rare''..
Ces gens que vous croyez moins...
C'est très honteux, même très stupide de se monter fiere de soi-même; se monter hautaine envers d'autres gens, pour rien montrer, ni produire, si ce n'est que arrogance et insolence..
Ces gens que vous meprisez avec tant de haine, tant de racisme, tant de folie de grandeur, vous souffrez de mégalomanie,' '' faites une visite chez un psy, et réglez vos hormones, chez un genyco...........il me semble que vous souffrez d'une maladie très rare''..
Ces gens que vous croyez moins...
#karma
#morality
#philosophical
#religion
#spiritual
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:49pm
Yesterday 7:49pm
mortify
ever shaded in purple
such is life the spice of it
snuff out the tales that make no sense
or erect a statue to them
sacrificing everything to it
give your blood and sweat
until it has a voice
louder than your ability to silence it
mortification your honor slipped
and you already have a slippery tongue
secrets of your carnal worship
wrapped up with the whitewashed tale you've been told
all to distract people from the truth
powerful knowledge is forgotten
and your lies have risen as giants
still...
such is life the spice of it
snuff out the tales that make no sense
or erect a statue to them
sacrificing everything to it
give your blood and sweat
until it has a voice
louder than your ability to silence it
mortification your honor slipped
and you already have a slippery tongue
secrets of your carnal worship
wrapped up with the whitewashed tale you've been told
all to distract people from the truth
powerful knowledge is forgotten
and your lies have risen as giants
still...
#magic
#morality
#pagan
32 reads
0 Comments
Trillium
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 5:34am
8th Sep 2024 5:34am
Not Normal!
#morality
#politics
24 reads
8 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 1:48pm
7th Sep 2024 1:48pm
The Unlikely Church
In a rustic western bar nestled in the heart of Oklahoma City, the night was in full swing. Wooden floors, worn smooth by countless boots, creaked softly under the weight of the evening crowd. A country guitar hummed in the background, providing a comforting soundtrack to the low buzz of conversation and laughter. The air was thick with the scents of aged whiskey and fried food, the dim lighting casting long shadows across the room.
At the far end of the bar, a young woman named Sarah, barely in her twenties, perched on a stool. She wore a modest dress and carried an air of...
At the far end of the bar, a young woman named Sarah, barely in her twenties, perched on a stool. She wore a modest dress and carried an air of...
#ForbiddenLove
#morality
#religion #romantic
#religion #romantic
113 reads
6 Comments
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Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 1:30pm
6th Sep 2024 1:30pm
* Landscape *
LANDSCAPE '' translated poetry ''
It's noon, the star in the sky burning at zenith
The deep azure, is radiant with a fiery heat
Laid on the skyline, its dome calm and serene
The yonder river, slowly runs on the grey scene
From hillsides to dales and back from dales to hillsides
Green fields or pale extend their furrows long and wide
And on the shady slopes of the plains that lay near
The forest cast its oaks and beeches in sight clear
O Spring ! alas, 'tis not of your...
It's noon, the star in the sky burning at zenith
The deep azure, is radiant with a fiery heat
Laid on the skyline, its dome calm and serene
The yonder river, slowly runs on the grey scene
From hillsides to dales and back from dales to hillsides
Green fields or pale extend their furrows long and wide
And on the shady slopes of the plains that lay near
The forest cast its oaks and beeches in sight clear
O Spring ! alas, 'tis not of your...
#faith
#morality
#philosophical #spiritual
#philosophical #spiritual
55 reads
5 Comments
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Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
4th Sep 2024 1:59pm
4th Sep 2024 1:59pm
The Hunchback of The Beautiful Poem
There is so much poetry than makes you happy for a while, then you spend the rest of your life in regrets,
i can give you a rose, freshly picked from a flowery garden, one that blooms in spring,
just for a moment which will wither the moment its perfume is gone.Abroad laugh
that ends in tears and fears and desolation and sorrows..it's like a fast food
you buy from the sidewalk kiosk, its full, fleshy, garnished, spicy that makes you say,
'' yummy !!, just walk a few steps, and you will get '' Hangry.''...angry+ hungry ...
i can give you a rose, freshly picked from a flowery garden, one that blooms in spring,
just for a moment which will wither the moment its perfume is gone.Abroad laugh
that ends in tears and fears and desolation and sorrows..it's like a fast food
you buy from the sidewalk kiosk, its full, fleshy, garnished, spicy that makes you say,
'' yummy !!, just walk a few steps, and you will get '' Hangry.''...angry+ hungry ...
#emotions
#morality
#motivational
#philosophical
#spiritual
68 reads
4 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
4th Sep 2024 6:15am
4th Sep 2024 6:15am
Calloused Feet
This thirst is burning through time
Making the oblivious seem inviting
Tangled souls crushed with shame
Amidst all the negative backbiting
Pray for those left out in the cold
Suffering on some random street
Captive to the ignorance on display
Absolute truths bring calloused feet
Making the oblivious seem inviting
Tangled souls crushed with shame
Amidst all the negative backbiting
Pray for those left out in the cold
Suffering on some random street
Captive to the ignorance on display
Absolute truths bring calloused feet
#morality
78 reads
14 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 10:25pm
31st Aug 2024 10:25pm
Definitions Askew
So sure of their Lord's acquittal
the MAGA mind pursues their schemes
of wealth beyond their fevered dreams...
and metaphsics rudely brittle.
No place for shame in any act
their Lord forgives all that they do
from zero shits for who they screw
to each and every fucked up fact...
which used to be established well
but now is steeped in deep sclerosis
to trash free thought with mind cirrosis
as though the MAGA "mind"...
...was hatched in hell...
a hell of...
the MAGA mind pursues their schemes
of wealth beyond their fevered dreams...
and metaphsics rudely brittle.
No place for shame in any act
their Lord forgives all that they do
from zero shits for who they screw
to each and every fucked up fact...
which used to be established well
but now is steeped in deep sclerosis
to trash free thought with mind cirrosis
as though the MAGA "mind"...
...was hatched in hell...
a hell of...
#morality
#politics
133 reads
12 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 3:30pm
30th Aug 2024 3:30pm
My Confession
My confession is I'm the lesson.
I take the heat, and I burn.
I'm still stressin'.
I'm not pressin'.
Don't want anything in return.
I want you messin',
With my breasts and...
I want you sectioned.
Or upturned.
My confession.
Is the lesson.
It's the word, that is the bird.
I take the heat, and I burn.
I'm still stressin'.
I'm not pressin'.
Don't want anything in return.
I want you messin',
With my breasts and...
I want you sectioned.
Or upturned.
My confession.
Is the lesson.
It's the word, that is the bird.
#faith
#morality
#philosophical #tradition
#philosophical #tradition
101 reads
10 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 4:38am
27th Aug 2024 4:38am
Sinful Omens
Trying to avoid the whirlwind
Spinning this false narrative
Straight lines forced to bend
Loyalty is the only imperative
Intentions clouded in bribery
Every door suddenly opens
Raising towers made of ivory
Foreshadowing sinful omens
Spinning this false narrative
Straight lines forced to bend
Loyalty is the only imperative
Intentions clouded in bribery
Every door suddenly opens
Raising towers made of ivory
Foreshadowing sinful omens
#dark
#morality
106 reads
9 Comments
LunaDahlia
Poem Published
24th Aug 2024 9:16am
24th Aug 2024 9:16am
Bloodletter
Bathing with a sponge in the blood of your brothers
Taking comfort in the pillow with the bones of your mother
Can the darkness or the madness of my wishes disappear?
Yes, I was seen, but I was a child to hear.
I had a soul, before he ripped it through my eyes
CPS saw all the marks, yet I'm the one who lies.
It's funny though, isn't it?
I'm not permitted to die
It's literally illegal for me to peacefully subside
I'm a time bomb, holding back for as long as i possibly can.
Woe betide the assholes: You should join the ones who ran.
Taking comfort in the pillow with the bones of your mother
Can the darkness or the madness of my wishes disappear?
Yes, I was seen, but I was a child to hear.
I had a soul, before he ripped it through my eyes
CPS saw all the marks, yet I'm the one who lies.
It's funny though, isn't it?
I'm not permitted to die
It's literally illegal for me to peacefully subside
I'm a time bomb, holding back for as long as i possibly can.
Woe betide the assholes: You should join the ones who ran.
#childhood
#MeToo
#morality #revenge
#morality #revenge
57 reads
0 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
19th Aug 2024 3:58pm
19th Aug 2024 3:58pm
A Good Life
Warmth presses against my chest
His body, a silent confession of need
Strong hands cup my breasts
gentle, like the fall of dusk
Curling my fingers around him,
I look into a future where we are
only ash remains in 4x6-inch urns,
small, contained,
Can what we are now—
expansive heat and fierce wanting
be reduced to dust?
In that silent dark, will we harbor regrets
for what we dare this night?
And yet, how can the human act,
a single fuck on Sunday, August 18, 2024
be judged as...
His body, a silent confession of need
Strong hands cup my breasts
gentle, like the fall of dusk
Curling my fingers around him,
I look into a future where we are
only ash remains in 4x6-inch urns,
small, contained,
Can what we are now—
expansive heat and fierce wanting
be reduced to dust?
In that silent dark, will we harbor regrets
for what we dare this night?
And yet, how can the human act,
a single fuck on Sunday, August 18, 2024
be judged as...
#death
#morality
#sex
219 reads
3 Comments
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