Poems About Redemption Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about redemption seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
poeticdelight
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 2:29pm
13th Apr 2024 2:29pm
From Nature Into Eternity
Spring is here again, sending sunny shine, rainbowed with April's rains.Flowers and butterflies pirouette gaily in the field, and on the lea, there are as many poppies as the heart can host, and the eyes can fill the orb.
Everything is wildly wise, masterly conducted under heaven's orchestral wand,
Dare not just stain the primeval beauty of the creation, its fully complete, an idyllic Ambrosia and pastoral Arcadia, a stream of conscious Nature.......
It is wild as i watch, but my brain tells me this is the wisdom in its
natural notion i do not need to...
Everything is wildly wise, masterly conducted under heaven's orchestral wand,
Dare not just stain the primeval beauty of the creation, its fully complete, an idyllic Ambrosia and pastoral Arcadia, a stream of conscious Nature.......
It is wild as i watch, but my brain tells me this is the wisdom in its
natural notion i do not need to...
#happiness
#hope
#redemption
#admiration
#emotions
43 reads
6 Comments
Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 3:35am
12th Apr 2024 3:35am
Records
God placed my life on his record player
He gently put the needle down
So I could live my song
My music started
As I breathed in life
At first each year around the record player
Seemed slow and took forever
The music was soft and light
It was easy on the ears and enjoyable
Life was fun
And I was full of innocence
As I got older each rotation seemed faster
My speed changed in a heartbeat
The years were a blur
The music got louder as I got more reckless
My music made no sense...
He gently put the needle down
So I could live my song
My music started
As I breathed in life
At first each year around the record player
Seemed slow and took forever
The music was soft and light
It was easy on the ears and enjoyable
Life was fun
And I was full of innocence
As I got older each rotation seemed faster
My speed changed in a heartbeat
The years were a blur
The music got louder as I got more reckless
My music made no sense...
#hope
#redemption
49 reads
0 Comments
poeticdelight
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 11:38pm
8th Apr 2024 11:38pm
In The Crossroads
Between the pines, the pathway ascends
The trail of sheep, goats and grazing bands
They pass, lowering heads, no bleat heard
Guided by strict orders, by stark shepherds
I watched the sheep cortege as it did quietly glide
Into the vast pastures, in such a flowing smooth tide
And so i hide among the trees, a watchful eye
They obey the inner feel onto whereon they lie
Still they are sheep, goats and rams,a clique
Taken blissfully or driven blindly, unto the hills
They know the route they must always take ...
The trail of sheep, goats and grazing bands
They pass, lowering heads, no bleat heard
Guided by strict orders, by stark shepherds
I watched the sheep cortege as it did quietly glide
Into the vast pastures, in such a flowing smooth tide
And so i hide among the trees, a watchful eye
They obey the inner feel onto whereon they lie
Still they are sheep, goats and rams,a clique
Taken blissfully or driven blindly, unto the hills
They know the route they must always take ...
#religion
#spiritual
#redemption
#philosophical
#morality
68 reads
4 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 1:32am
8th Apr 2024 1:32am
A Persian Warrior
- A Persian Warrior -
In a time known to history, but forgotten by man,
The mighty Persian army brought low old Babylon.
Great was Babylon, that empire across the sand…
But the power of old Persia had that lost war won,
Leaving blood and desolation, both far and near.
I was there when the Ishtar Gate fell into splinters!
I was there when the proud kings knew utter fear.
My axe held high, the steel in the sun ever glitters,
But that light is soon covered in the blood of men,
And you keep being told to take a life yet again…
King...
In a time known to history, but forgotten by man,
The mighty Persian army brought low old Babylon.
Great was Babylon, that empire across the sand…
But the power of old Persia had that lost war won,
Leaving blood and desolation, both far and near.
I was there when the Ishtar Gate fell into splinters!
I was there when the proud kings knew utter fear.
My axe held high, the steel in the sun ever glitters,
But that light is soon covered in the blood of men,
And you keep being told to take a life yet again…
King...
#kindness
#war
#memories
#redemption
#historical
42 reads
1 Comment
Mercurial
Poem Published
6th Apr 2024 7:12pm
6th Apr 2024 7:12pm
Breaking free
Enthusiasm blended with intelligence,
Has power to lift you higher over the fence,
But it's the landing that's going to dictate,
Whether it's your cranium or leg that's gonna break.
Never knew I would fall into a lion's den,
Didn't know that the world would be so cruel damn,
Being lied to under the dogma of fear and belief,
Man, manipulation got a soldier defenseless in grief.
They say keep your friends close but your enemies closer,
I guess I was stupid keeping them far closer,
Drained my energy away, nothing i could foster, ...
Has power to lift you higher over the fence,
But it's the landing that's going to dictate,
Whether it's your cranium or leg that's gonna break.
Never knew I would fall into a lion's den,
Didn't know that the world would be so cruel damn,
Being lied to under the dogma of fear and belief,
Man, manipulation got a soldier defenseless in grief.
They say keep your friends close but your enemies closer,
I guess I was stupid keeping them far closer,
Drained my energy away, nothing i could foster, ...
#strength
#bullying
#TimeHeals
#redemption
#hurt
40 reads
0 Comments
poeticdelight
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 00:51am
5th Apr 2024 00:51am
Between Daisies and Poppies
Between poppies and daisies, Spring cheerfully gives broad smiles, on every spot seen, in ev'ry perfume scented, in every puff of air blown......
On the lea, spring beauties and primrose grow wildly free, like being scattered randomly by an ecstatic bee,and showered by morning dew under a twilight moonbeam..........
In my home village, where Roman stones and ancient bones were deeply buried, with care less given, while only vestiges from heydays and carved cubic stones, from an era that brazed the African north, a square garden fenced within irons bars, harbours so...
On the lea, spring beauties and primrose grow wildly free, like being scattered randomly by an ecstatic bee,and showered by morning dew under a twilight moonbeam..........
In my home village, where Roman stones and ancient bones were deeply buried, with care less given, while only vestiges from heydays and carved cubic stones, from an era that brazed the African north, a square garden fenced within irons bars, harbours so...
#hope
#inspirational
#redemption
#admiration
#emotions
63 reads
2 Comments
ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 7:49am
3rd Apr 2024 7:49am
Most Wanted
Caught in cycles
I spin
Progress short sighted
The blindness of my sin
Putting it all into straightforward terms
Priorities reformed
As to salvage what is left or watch the world burn
Another day, another night, another storm
Waiting on the horizon to dawn
Lights are but shadows of what’s to come
Going backwards in my will to move on
Most wanted
I am the criminal and the captive
Ransom of the will to be set free
Prisoner warden
Locked up inside my heart, a cell isolated, I suffer the reality of me
...
I spin
Progress short sighted
The blindness of my sin
Putting it all into straightforward terms
Priorities reformed
As to salvage what is left or watch the world burn
Another day, another night, another storm
Waiting on the horizon to dawn
Lights are but shadows of what’s to come
Going backwards in my will to move on
Most wanted
I am the criminal and the captive
Ransom of the will to be set free
Prisoner warden
Locked up inside my heart, a cell isolated, I suffer the reality of me
...
#sadness
#regret
#forgiveness
#redemption
#disappointment
374 reads
0 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 4:19pm
2nd Apr 2024 4:19pm
No Redemption
A lot of poets spend time and ink saying they're not poets
Well that's not me
2000 poems later I'm something
Redemption is a bear
I think about repentance
Then pour another drink
Flagrant foul, 2 shots and the ball
Well that's not me
2000 poems later I'm something
Redemption is a bear
I think about repentance
Then pour another drink
Flagrant foul, 2 shots and the ball
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#redemption #StreamOfConsciousness
#redemption #StreamOfConsciousness
127 reads
43 Comments
Academic
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 5:05pm
1st Apr 2024 5:05pm
21st Century Feudalism - crucially alive and kicking, in a monarchical Britain!
By Stanley Collymore
Isn't it high time to permanently
dump this whole rotten circus
and very seriously positively
move on? In all truthfulness, it's very
embarrassing actually, watching all
this so unquestionably, thoroughly
nonsensical and quite undeniably
preposterous kowtowing and, as
well, obviously quite sickeningly
sycophantic behaviour, actually
crucially, relayed automatically
by people, who most asininely
see, and similarly pathetically
regard themselves, as adults;
yet very brazenly and equally ...
Isn't it high time to permanently
dump this whole rotten circus
and very seriously positively
move on? In all truthfulness, it's very
embarrassing actually, watching all
this so unquestionably, thoroughly
nonsensical and quite undeniably
preposterous kowtowing and, as
well, obviously quite sickeningly
sycophantic behaviour, actually
crucially, relayed automatically
by people, who most asininely
see, and similarly pathetically
regard themselves, as adults;
yet very brazenly and equally ...
#strength
#courage
#inspirational
#redemption
#emotions
43 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
19th Mar 2024 4:50am
19th Mar 2024 4:50am
Break Free
Break Free
#forgiveness
#inspirational
#redemption
114 reads
8 Comments
Wordvomit2001
Poem Published
18th Mar 2024 2:20am
18th Mar 2024 2:20am
Ever-changing
Strength
You are enough you always were , and always will be, you were just a heart block trying to contort yourself into a square hole . giving the wrong people far too much ammo , and then acting surprised when they shot you square in the chest. Living truly becomes worth it when you stop trying to fit where you don't belong .I am so proud of you .Look how far you have come my dear , color now dances across your cheeks , life flows through your veins. You are so healthy now my love . That scared 90 pound ghost is no longer you , with bleeding veins , aching bones and empty eyes ....
You are enough you always were , and always will be, you were just a heart block trying to contort yourself into a square hole . giving the wrong people far too much ammo , and then acting surprised when they shot you square in the chest. Living truly becomes worth it when you stop trying to fit where you don't belong .I am so proud of you .Look how far you have come my dear , color now dances across your cheeks , life flows through your veins. You are so healthy now my love . That scared 90 pound ghost is no longer you , with bleeding veins , aching bones and empty eyes ....
#strength
#hope
#courage
#gratitude
#redemption
106 reads
3 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
17th Mar 2024 11:59pm
17th Mar 2024 11:59pm
Verity
Twas a wear'in O the green and gold
upon Saint Patty's Day
that broke me old thought process mold
on nature and fair play
for when an ancient truth be told,
as then as well as now,
ya blow a breath both sweet and bold
as manners will allow.
Cuz after that it's off your back,
that duty to the truth,
and you can get your life on track
to never be uncouth...
since couth becomes its own reward,
(and ladies dig it too),
which even paupers can afford...
when they're not sniffing glue!
upon Saint Patty's Day
that broke me old thought process mold
on nature and fair play
for when an ancient truth be told,
as then as well as now,
ya blow a breath both sweet and bold
as manners will allow.
Cuz after that it's off your back,
that duty to the truth,
and you can get your life on track
to never be uncouth...
since couth becomes its own reward,
(and ladies dig it too),
which even paupers can afford...
when they're not sniffing glue!
#happiness
#hope
#courage #redemption
#courage #redemption
104 reads
6 Comments
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