Mystery Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#mystery
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 7:15pm
30th Mar 2024 7:15pm
Hello? I'm Not Supposed To Be Here!
Bristol was at the beach to get some
sun for herself. That was before
a chloroform soaked rag made
her fall asleep. When she
woke up, Bristol saw
herself naked
and somehow
by a
pool.
sun for herself. That was before
a chloroform soaked rag made
her fall asleep. When she
woke up, Bristol saw
herself naked
and somehow
by a
pool.
#beach
#fiction
#confusion
#mystery
#sensual
177 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 5:03pm
28th Mar 2024 5:03pm
A Little Mystery
A sandwich half,
rectangular,
balanced on its crust-less side,
outside a workmen’s breakfast bar,
as if awaiting transport from
the wet concrete
of this grey business street.
Was it placed like that,
a doll-maker’s hands
arranging his new
and gay-painted Victorian
upon a matchstick chaise?
Or did it land that way,
a mere anomaly of chance?
rectangular,
balanced on its crust-less side,
outside a workmen’s breakfast bar,
as if awaiting transport from
the wet concrete
of this grey business street.
Was it placed like that,
a doll-maker’s hands
arranging his new
and gay-painted Victorian
upon a matchstick chaise?
Or did it land that way,
a mere anomaly of chance?
#mystery
166 reads
2 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
27th Mar 2024 3:58am
27th Mar 2024 3:58am
Who am I?
Who am I?
Am I even me?
Who is the I that asks the question?
Where am I?
Am I even here?
Who is the I who perceives this space?
What am I?
Am I even alive?
Who is the I who creates this reality?
When am I?
Do I even exist?
Who is the I that perceives time?
How am I?
Can this world be true?
Who defines knowledge and who are you?
Am I even me?
Who is the I that asks the question?
Where am I?
Am I even here?
Who is the I who perceives this space?
What am I?
Am I even alive?
Who is the I who creates this reality?
When am I?
Do I even exist?
Who is the I that perceives time?
How am I?
Can this world be true?
Who defines knowledge and who are you?
#identity
#TruthOfLife
#mystery
#magic
#philosophical
178 reads
4 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
26th Mar 2024 8:33pm
26th Mar 2024 8:33pm
They're Not The Only Ones Still Waiting For The Other Shoe To Drop
Uncle
George had just
died and
left his house to Mark
and his family
on the condition
that they
stay there for
one year.
George had just
died and
left his house to Mark
and his family
on the condition
that they
stay there for
one year.
#family
#home
#fiction
#mystery
#tragedy
137 reads
0 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
18th Mar 2024 9:50am
18th Mar 2024 9:50am
Eru The Ilúvatar
Father Sabaoth loved from the Sky,
transcendental empty Creation.
Directing the circle's Cube, Alive,
he had In Thought a Preparation.
Why should he shape it all,
gifting alone lack of meaning?
His sphere of action is the Law.
"Elohim!" he uttered, winning.
The Flame Imperishable ignited,
at the centre of Netzach's membrane,
The Makers of Form He United,
Life's Outpouring Nexus reigned.
The Creator and Sustainer of Perfection,
Hierarch of The Elohim The Twelve,
Divine Directors...
transcendental empty Creation.
Directing the circle's Cube, Alive,
he had In Thought a Preparation.
Why should he shape it all,
gifting alone lack of meaning?
His sphere of action is the Law.
"Elohim!" he uttered, winning.
The Flame Imperishable ignited,
at the centre of Netzach's membrane,
The Makers of Form He United,
Life's Outpouring Nexus reigned.
The Creator and Sustainer of Perfection,
Hierarch of The Elohim The Twelve,
Divine Directors...
#God
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#mystery
#JRRTolkien
204 reads
16 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
16th Mar 2024 9:23pm
16th Mar 2024 9:23pm
Now I Know They Mistook Me For Someone Else
Jessica
opened her eyes and saw
that she had somehow been placed inside
a bedroom that belonged to someone else before
the door opened and a woman said
"Good morning, Robin... and
welcome home."
opened her eyes and saw
that she had somehow been placed inside
a bedroom that belonged to someone else before
the door opened and a woman said
"Good morning, Robin... and
welcome home."
#women
#conflict
#fiction
#confusion
#mystery
158 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
11th Mar 2024 3:47pm
11th Mar 2024 3:47pm
Garden of Stars
In the twilight of memories,
where the real and the imaginary intertwine,
there is a secret garden, hidden among the stars,
a refuge of dreams and hopes.
On the banks of the river of eternity
flowers made of light and longing grow.
Its petals sparkle like constellations,
and its roots go back in time.
Every flower holds a story,
a love that transcends mortality.
The winds whisper ancient secrets
and the stars weave threads of destiny.
In the center of the garden there is a mirror
reflecting the longings of...
where the real and the imaginary intertwine,
there is a secret garden, hidden among the stars,
a refuge of dreams and hopes.
On the banks of the river of eternity
flowers made of light and longing grow.
Its petals sparkle like constellations,
and its roots go back in time.
Every flower holds a story,
a love that transcends mortality.
The winds whisper ancient secrets
and the stars weave threads of destiny.
In the center of the garden there is a mirror
reflecting the longings of...
#love
#flowers
#universe
#stars
#mystery
193 reads
7 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
7th Mar 2024 8:05pm
7th Mar 2024 8:05pm
Don't Know How Long She's Been In The Frozen Food Section
A scientific expedition finds
a naked female humanoid
inside the iceberg they
were examining.
a naked female humanoid
inside the iceberg they
were examining.
#snow
#fiction
#dialogue
#mystery
#scifi
128 reads
0 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
5th Mar 2024 2:37pm
5th Mar 2024 2:37pm
The Poet and The River
From John Clare where the river speaks
Voicing the murmurs of a fearful Styx
Where a soul damned to bear the glooms
Of life's torments and the mortal dooms
I hear your verse, poet of the lonely voice
Solitary drifter, roaming the stark solitude
I hear your lament from the first ever love
The star-crossed lover from the grievous blows
I see the burden weigh heavy on your heart
Like Atlas, carrying the heavens on his back
Forlorn and solely loitering in the vast plains ...
Voicing the murmurs of a fearful Styx
Where a soul damned to bear the glooms
Of life's torments and the mortal dooms
I hear your verse, poet of the lonely voice
Solitary drifter, roaming the stark solitude
I hear your lament from the first ever love
The star-crossed lover from the grievous blows
I see the burden weigh heavy on your heart
Like Atlas, carrying the heavens on his back
Forlorn and solely loitering in the vast plains ...
#gothic
#Fanfiction
#confessional
#mystery
#Romanticism
173 reads
1 Comment
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2024 9:10pm
3rd Mar 2024 9:10pm
What Else Does He Have On His Mind?
It was after
Nancy stripped
down and spotted
some guy shooting some pics
with his camera that
she reached into her gym
bag and called the police with her phone.
Nancy stripped
down and spotted
some guy shooting some pics
with his camera that
she reached into her gym
bag and called the police with her phone.
#women
#fiction
#mystery
#sensual
#fear
228 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
27th Feb 2024 7:46pm
27th Feb 2024 7:46pm
In Time To See This Brunette Chick Laying Naked
Today,
I finished
taking
my shower in time
to see this brunette
chick laying naked
in bed
and looking
at me.
I finished
taking
my shower in time
to see this brunette
chick laying naked
in bed
and looking
at me.
#home
#fiction
#dialogue
#mystery
#sensual
228 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
19th Feb 2024 5:55am
19th Feb 2024 5:55am
In the Crow's Nest
Far out at sea in the middle of the night
Under the moonlight the waves are calm
The ship rocks back and forth, up and down
As the lookout watches from the Crow’s Nest
All the seamen are asleep below deck
Except for the lookout in the Crow’s Nest
Watching the horizon, looking for land
As the ship bobs up and down at high sea
And the lookout perched on the Crow’s Nest
Tired from the long days out at sea sees a thing
But it’s not a whale or any other known creature
It’s something bigger than the entire ship ...
Under the moonlight the waves are calm
The ship rocks back and forth, up and down
As the lookout watches from the Crow’s Nest
All the seamen are asleep below deck
Except for the lookout in the Crow’s Nest
Watching the horizon, looking for land
As the ship bobs up and down at high sea
And the lookout perched on the Crow’s Nest
Tired from the long days out at sea sees a thing
But it’s not a whale or any other known creature
It’s something bigger than the entire ship ...
#dark
#mythology
#mystery
241 reads
6 Comments
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