Poems About Nightmares Seeking Honest Critique
#nightmares
Poems about nightmares seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
A Disturbed Mind
WHO really knows what goes on inside some people's mind, thoughts of them fighting and killing at well against imagines, that only they see in the dark deepness of insanity. For it's true as hell has finally broken wide open, by the actions of some people's, bringing death and destruction, that is seen in todays society. For sure society has really grown cold as ice, with some people's filled with rage and anger that you take a chance, to even go outside, 🤨 to catch a bus or ride on a train or going for a quiet walk, just to breathe and feel the sun upon your s of skin and face....
#anxiety
#bipolar
#depression
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
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Talk About A Bad Dream
Debi Sue was still sleeping.
But she woke up via creaking door.
An insane naked man entered.
He laughed while tearing her clothes off.
She screamed and woke up all alone.
But she woke up via creaking door.
An insane naked man entered.
He laughed while tearing her clothes off.
She screamed and woke up all alone.
#dark
#fiction
#nightmares
#scary
#sex
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Time Has Come Today
Synchronize your tiny minds, so you'll catch what I say
spread some crumbs on your path, so you won't lose your way
sunset sinks beneath the hill, the end of another day
the time has come for sleep again, i turn my head away
The darkness falls around me
once again, it has found me
i need to focus within me
the time has come to dream
I must hang tightly to the rope or I'll fall 10,000 feet
They give me a warning one more time, before I awake from sleep
I feel the shadow coming near, I feel the searing heat
I know if I don't...
spread some crumbs on your path, so you won't lose your way
sunset sinks beneath the hill, the end of another day
the time has come for sleep again, i turn my head away
The darkness falls around me
once again, it has found me
i need to focus within me
the time has come to dream
I must hang tightly to the rope or I'll fall 10,000 feet
They give me a warning one more time, before I awake from sleep
I feel the shadow coming near, I feel the searing heat
I know if I don't...
#dreams
#fiction
#lyrics
#nightmares
#rhyming
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What A Bad Dream She Had Last Night
Candace finished taking her shower.
She went into her and Mark's bedroom.
Candace caught Mark humping Paula.
The couple looked and laughed at Candace.
She woke screaming before she saw Mark.
She went into her and Mark's bedroom.
Candace caught Mark humping Paula.
The couple looked and laughed at Candace.
She woke screaming before she saw Mark.
#fiction
#friendship
#lover
#nightmares
#sex
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At the dentist
Yesterday I went to the dentist
Not to fond of the dentist
I'm in the waiting room
Seems like the place is quiet
I'm the second appointment
Only the receptionist, one other patient & the dentist
From down the hall I hear someone gagging and crying
Sounds like their in horrible pain
The doctor I believe begins yelling at this person
I hear him say, "Would you please shut the fuck up!!"
Then I hear a muffled smack or punch
What I hear next didn't sound right
I heard a dental...
Not to fond of the dentist
I'm in the waiting room
Seems like the place is quiet
I'm the second appointment
Only the receptionist, one other patient & the dentist
From down the hall I hear someone gagging and crying
Sounds like their in horrible pain
The doctor I believe begins yelling at this person
I hear him say, "Would you please shut the fuck up!!"
Then I hear a muffled smack or punch
What I hear next didn't sound right
I heard a dental...
#dreams
#nightmares
#satirical
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(The D.U.P Carnival: A Love-Twist Elegy)
The salt-stung air, a velvet shroud descends,
A carnival of ghosts, where longing bends.
Alexander's grin, a moonlit, fractured gleam,
"Last dance, dear hearts," a fevered, whispered dream.
No gentle waltz, but tango, raw and deep,
Where shadows writhe, and secrets sleep.
A love like rust, a crimson, jagged stain,
Narcissus' gaze, reflecting back the pain.
Erotic whispers, with bitter wine,
A stalker's breath, a twisted, dark design.
The Dup decks groan, a titan's final sigh,
As love's mad current...
A carnival of ghosts, where longing bends.
Alexander's grin, a moonlit, fractured gleam,
"Last dance, dear hearts," a fevered, whispered dream.
No gentle waltz, but tango, raw and deep,
Where shadows writhe, and secrets sleep.
A love like rust, a crimson, jagged stain,
Narcissus' gaze, reflecting back the pain.
Erotic whispers, with bitter wine,
A stalker's breath, a twisted, dark design.
The Dup decks groan, a titan's final sigh,
As love's mad current...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#fate
#luck
#nightmares
#sea
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Be conscious on what you consume
Take my order while you serve me
I don't like you or this food
How I got here, Not to sure
One bad trip, unlocked this door
I'm not feeling so fine
My stomach is cursed,
I committed a crime
Take me to that place where the elephants flew
Dolphins walked, swimming kangaroo's
I wouldn't mind if they all spoke to me
Maybe like playing charades
Sharks burrowing in trees
I've visited this place a few times in the last week
I needed a passport to meet with myself
He didn't understand me, I don't speak Greek...
I don't like you or this food
How I got here, Not to sure
One bad trip, unlocked this door
I'm not feeling so fine
My stomach is cursed,
I committed a crime
Take me to that place where the elephants flew
Dolphins walked, swimming kangaroo's
I wouldn't mind if they all spoke to me
Maybe like playing charades
Sharks burrowing in trees
I've visited this place a few times in the last week
I needed a passport to meet with myself
He didn't understand me, I don't speak Greek...
#food
#illness
#nightmares
#TruthOfLife
#utopia
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"The Chirping Witness"
Pinocchio, marionette of lies,
A painted smile, beneath a venomous guise.
He'd weave his tales, a silken, twisted thread,
While Cricket watched, his conscience, cold and dead.
Each fib a dagger, aimed at truth's frail heart,
He'd boast of feats, a masterful, deceptive art.
The strings would tighten, as the lies took hold,
And Cricket's song, grew weary, frail, and old.
He saw the puppet, rise to heights of shame,
A hollow shell, consumed by lust and fame.
He watched the victims, fall to their despair,
As Pinocchio,...
A painted smile, beneath a venomous guise.
He'd weave his tales, a silken, twisted thread,
While Cricket watched, his conscience, cold and dead.
Each fib a dagger, aimed at truth's frail heart,
He'd boast of feats, a masterful, deceptive art.
The strings would tighten, as the lies took hold,
And Cricket's song, grew weary, frail, and old.
He saw the puppet, rise to heights of shame,
A hollow shell, consumed by lust and fame.
He watched the victims, fall to their despair,
As Pinocchio,...
#curse
#dark
#horror
#lies
#nightmares
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one can only imagine
the bright lights
of the city
are for those who prefer to walk
the night
not for those
who wish only
to stay at home, half asleep
in the dark
of the city
are for those who prefer to walk
the night
not for those
who wish only
to stay at home, half asleep
in the dark
#home
#ignorance
#nightmares
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Possession

#dark
#death
#nightmares
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Surrounded by Nothing, You At Last Find Solitude
The skin peels in ribbons, curling like the pages of unwritten regrets,
unfolding where the fingers once traced warmth on cold glass,
a silent fog of breath lingering, dissolving into absence.
The house is empty now—
or perhaps, it was never full,
only a place where shadows learned to walk without sound,
where voices whisper backwards, syllables twisting like snapped necks.
A clock ticks without hands, bleeding minutes into the floorboards.
A rat scurries through the hollowed-out ribcage of something forgotten,
gnawing on the marrow of lost...
unfolding where the fingers once traced warmth on cold glass,
a silent fog of breath lingering, dissolving into absence.
The house is empty now—
or perhaps, it was never full,
only a place where shadows learned to walk without sound,
where voices whisper backwards, syllables twisting like snapped necks.
A clock ticks without hands, bleeding minutes into the floorboards.
A rat scurries through the hollowed-out ribcage of something forgotten,
gnawing on the marrow of lost...
#anxiety
#depression
#despair
#nightmares
#sadness
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Bump Lump Pump
In the land of freedom
you're free to live or,
even better, leave or let
yourself be sent away.
Better not let yourself be bold.
Better not let yourself be cold.
Better not let yourself be in the fold.
Believe in yourself in being gold.
Better not let yourself be in hold.
Better not let yourself set in as mold.
Better not let yourself be sold.
Don't...
Believe what you've always been told.
In the land of freedom
you're just an alien that will
never reach the point of...
you're free to live or,
even better, leave or let
yourself be sent away.
Better not let yourself be bold.
Better not let yourself be cold.
Better not let yourself be in the fold.
Believe in yourself in being gold.
Better not let yourself be in hold.
Better not let yourself set in as mold.
Better not let yourself be sold.
Don't...
Believe what you've always been told.
In the land of freedom
you're just an alien that will
never reach the point of...
#despair
#disability
#emptiness
#nightmares
#violence
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DU Poetry : Poems About Nightmares Seeking Honest Critique