Popular Poems About Respect
#respect
Popular poems about respect. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
A Bleak Reminder
Just signed on today
A bleak message in purple at the top of my screen
The end of our site expires in 18 days, 18 hours and 56 minutes
Now every time we sign in, our eyes will be drawn to this message
A saddened community awaits for their number one poetry site to be laid to rest
So many talented artists from all over the world, I've met here
Hands down, one of the easiest places to write, communicate and navigate freely from one subject matter to another
There are many "good" poetry sites out there
But nothing comes...
A bleak message in purple at the top of my screen
The end of our site expires in 18 days, 18 hours and 56 minutes
Now every time we sign in, our eyes will be drawn to this message
A saddened community awaits for their number one poetry site to be laid to rest
So many talented artists from all over the world, I've met here
Hands down, one of the easiest places to write, communicate and navigate freely from one subject matter to another
There are many "good" poetry sites out there
But nothing comes...
#admiration
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#respect
101 reads
12 Comments
It’s Here And I’m Still Scrabbling
Dear Betty,
I’m writing this letter to formally say, thank you.
Thank you for your hard work, dedication attention to detail as well as your constant efforts to keep me on task and up to date with edits. Your dedication to time lines and support when I didn’t think I could make the schedule made this super easy, you carried my ass the whole process, leaving me to simply write and edit. While it is a collaborative book in terms of writing all of the effort of creation, poem selections, pairing of pieces, collating the making it cohesive, on top of finding a way...
I’m writing this letter to formally say, thank you.
Thank you for your hard work, dedication attention to detail as well as your constant efforts to keep me on task and up to date with edits. Your dedication to time lines and support when I didn’t think I could make the schedule made this super easy, you carried my ass the whole process, leaving me to simply write and edit. While it is a collaborative book in terms of writing all of the effort of creation, poem selections, pairing of pieces, collating the making it cohesive, on top of finding a way...
#admiration
#gratitude
#happiness
#respect
#strength
172 reads
11 Comments
Ode to My Mango Tree
two decades or so, yet
ever reaching out to me
your calloused branches...
my voice and touch
carved in your aging bough,
your song when leaves rustle
in the night breeze
overwhelms my tormented soul...
o' my dearest amrapali,
more than my confidant,
you are an embodiment
of my spirit guide,
listening to my laments
and in whose silence
dwells solace-
an intercessor,
who carries my
pleas and prayers
to the universe; ...
ever reaching out to me
your calloused branches...
my voice and touch
carved in your aging bough,
your song when leaves rustle
in the night breeze
overwhelms my tormented soul...
o' my dearest amrapali,
more than my confidant,
you are an embodiment
of my spirit guide,
listening to my laments
and in whose silence
dwells solace-
an intercessor,
who carries my
pleas and prayers
to the universe; ...
#nature
#respect
#spiritual #trees
#spiritual #trees
146 reads
4 Comments
IF YOU WERE A ROSE
IF
YOU were a
rose I'd spend
hours admiring your
beauty, your color,
your open petals
the exotic scent and
aroma from your
stems; even the prick
of the thorns would
feel good.
IF
you were a rose I'd
water you, feed you
care for you and protect
YOU.
BUT sense you are more
beautiful than a rose I
will double my care, love,
desire and pleasuring of YOU.
OKAY?
YOU were a
rose I'd spend
hours admiring your
beauty, your color,
your open petals
the exotic scent and
aroma from your
stems; even the prick
of the thorns would
feel good.
IF
you were a rose I'd
water you, feed you
care for you and protect
YOU.
BUT sense you are more
beautiful than a rose I
will double my care, love,
desire and pleasuring of YOU.
OKAY?
#admiration
#inspirational
#love
#motivational
#respect
103 reads
12 Comments
Curtain Call
As the lights grow dim
And the curtain comes down
We are vagabond wordsmiths
Looking for somewhere to lay our words
Just by serendipity I stumbled upon a magic place
It felt like Home where we could express freely
Our hidden fears and desires and all in between
A place to be nurtured by like souls completely
It felt like paradise on earth to me
But even the best things go away sadly
I feel like I lost a crucial part of me
And the curtain comes down
We are vagabond wordsmiths
Looking for somewhere to lay our words
Just by serendipity I stumbled upon a magic place
It felt like Home where we could express freely
Our hidden fears and desires and all in between
A place to be nurtured by like souls completely
It felt like paradise on earth to me
But even the best things go away sadly
I feel like I lost a crucial part of me
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#grief
#love
#respect
#sadness
79 reads
2 Comments
~:: amma
her then young married parents..
were childless for years.. they
had been religiously worshipping
fasting & doing whatever country
medicinal courses they can.. to
have a baby..
& as a sage’s saintly predictions..
a beautiful baby girl.. in all blessings
of the Tamil god, the god of knowledge
& beauty.. Skanda.. the Shanmuga, son of
Shiva.. was born as an answered boon..
her looks were as composed
& gleaming with a deep warrior
featuring.. in them.. she was
named after Shanmuga...
were childless for years.. they
had been religiously worshipping
fasting & doing whatever country
medicinal courses they can.. to
have a baby..
& as a sage’s saintly predictions..
a beautiful baby girl.. in all blessings
of the Tamil god, the god of knowledge
& beauty.. Skanda.. the Shanmuga, son of
Shiva.. was born as an answered boon..
her looks were as composed
& gleaming with a deep warrior
featuring.. in them.. she was
named after Shanmuga...
#admiration
#birthday
#love
#mother
#respect
282 reads
Impressive
you got to admire
the braveness of
Archive playing
very long songs
in a world & time
of fast food music
for having the guts
to play huge parts
instrumental their
lengthy silences
for their build up
starting laid-back
quiet & dreamlike
until suddenly it's
hypnotic trip hop
or jaw-dropping
progressive rock
with stunning riffs
how intricate their
compositions are
it wasn't a concert
it was a drug free trip ...
the braveness of
Archive playing
very long songs
in a world & time
of fast food music
for having the guts
to play huge parts
instrumental their
lengthy silences
for their build up
starting laid-back
quiet & dreamlike
until suddenly it's
hypnotic trip hop
or jaw-dropping
progressive rock
with stunning riffs
how intricate their
compositions are
it wasn't a concert
it was a drug free trip ...
#admiration
#respect
266 reads
22 Comments
Sets Fire to the Rain
A nerve
hit
sharp;
ploughed under,
not
over the top
each
word
counts …
extraordinary pain
turned into
softened edges.
Mind sifted
heart gifted
delayed reaction
months later
returning
to check
state
of
consciousness.
Some angels
suffer
unduly
for their poetry.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Duende/
hit
sharp;
ploughed under,
not
over the top
each
word
counts …
extraordinary pain
turned into
softened edges.
Mind sifted
heart gifted
delayed reaction
months later
returning
to check
state
of
consciousness.
Some angels
suffer
unduly
for their poetry.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Duende/
#WritingPoetry
#support
#respect
795 reads
18 Comments
Adora
It's time to tell your parents.
I want them to know
that you will be okay.
That you will have joy
above the weight of common things.
That their concern may cease.
That you will hold onto happiness
every day, like apples in a basket.
That I will cradle you
in the now,
as they had, decades past.
I will cradle you
during movies
eclipses
any of the pauses
that may present itself.
And I will wrap around you,
during the midnights,
when the wolves within mankind howl. ...
I want them to know
that you will be okay.
That you will have joy
above the weight of common things.
That their concern may cease.
That you will hold onto happiness
every day, like apples in a basket.
That I will cradle you
in the now,
as they had, decades past.
I will cradle you
during movies
eclipses
any of the pauses
that may present itself.
And I will wrap around you,
during the midnights,
when the wolves within mankind howl. ...
#happiness
#love
#respect
728 reads
19 Comments
Faded Darkness
Through my life and memories of the past, still stacking up in the dark of the night. YET I've learned that my past is not my future. For my future no longer exist in the past, as it is behind me, still
trying to stop my own blessings for the betterment, of my life and love and honor and respect. Because I deserve better for myself, to be able to share my thoughts and insight and love, with someone else who is willing and able to be, with me as I want to be with them in honesty and truth and trust. 🙏 For sure I want a strong commitment, and real consistency and real deep...
trying to stop my own blessings for the betterment, of my life and love and honor and respect. Because I deserve better for myself, to be able to share my thoughts and insight and love, with someone else who is willing and able to be, with me as I want to be with them in honesty and truth and trust. 🙏 For sure I want a strong commitment, and real consistency and real deep...
#hope
#kindness
#love
#respect
#TimeHeals
81 reads
2 Comments
spring morning
Spring Morning
today, waking up, it was warmer, the winter
had been cold at times, freezing electric heating
is not for those with a slim wallet
Today, we will write pleasant poetry
not like the boy at the edge of his bed, his feet
not long enough to reach the floor, crying
for yet again losing his home because his mother
has tuberculosis, has to go to a sanatorium
his has to go living among strangers, he has to
be nice to and not be boisterous
Yes, pleasant thoughts, not letting bitterness seep
into this day...
today, waking up, it was warmer, the winter
had been cold at times, freezing electric heating
is not for those with a slim wallet
Today, we will write pleasant poetry
not like the boy at the edge of his bed, his feet
not long enough to reach the floor, crying
for yet again losing his home because his mother
has tuberculosis, has to go to a sanatorium
his has to go living among strangers, he has to
be nice to and not be boisterous
Yes, pleasant thoughts, not letting bitterness seep
into this day...
#hope
#love
#respect
56 reads
0 Comments
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