Poems About Risk Seeking Honest Critique
#risk
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 10:43pm
16th Apr 2024 10:43pm
Hereditary
I'm destined to fail
Both parents unsuccessful
Can I make a change?
Both parents unsuccessful
Can I make a change?
#hope
#motivational
#uplifting
#choices
#risk
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6 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 3:54pm
2nd Apr 2024 3:54pm
Be Wary
beauty is insidious
consider
the deadly nightshade
beauty is an illusion
consider
the poisonous butterfly
beauty has a dark side
consider
that chocolate brownie
© 2024 Raibeart Bruis
consider
the deadly nightshade
beauty is an illusion
consider
the poisonous butterfly
beauty has a dark side
consider
that chocolate brownie
© 2024 Raibeart Bruis
#beauty
#passion
#risk
105 reads
4 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
6th Mar 2024 3:07am
6th Mar 2024 3:07am
at this moment in this hour
at this moment
in this hour
sitting in my room
alone looking up as
the ceiling smiles
at this moment
in this hour
lighting another
smoke for myself
and the ghost of
Dan Fante
at this moment
in this hour
deciding there is
nothing more
important to do
then nothing
at this moment
in this hour
remembering a
hundred wars of
defeat, a hundred
wars of victory
at this moment
in this hour
the old...
in this hour
sitting in my room
alone looking up as
the ceiling smiles
at this moment
in this hour
lighting another
smoke for myself
and the ghost of
Dan Fante
at this moment
in this hour
deciding there is
nothing more
important to do
then nothing
at this moment
in this hour
remembering a
hundred wars of
defeat, a hundred
wars of victory
at this moment
in this hour
the old...
#death
#fate
#luck
#bittersweet
#risk
92 reads
4 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2024 1:44am
3rd Mar 2024 1:44am
Anything But I Love You
In a new relationship
saying the first
I love you
is like throwing yourself in the air
hoping to be caught in his strong arms
while anticipating the pain
of your ass hitting the concrete floor
Saying the first
I love you
is offering your special homemade cookies
only for them to be declined
because they're not vegan
After a certain age
saying the first
I love you
is an atheist's prayer
or a flash of expensive jewelry
bound to be stolen
in a...
saying the first
I love you
is like throwing yourself in the air
hoping to be caught in his strong arms
while anticipating the pain
of your ass hitting the concrete floor
Saying the first
I love you
is offering your special homemade cookies
only for them to be declined
because they're not vegan
After a certain age
saying the first
I love you
is an atheist's prayer
or a flash of expensive jewelry
bound to be stolen
in a...
#love
#risk
201 reads
16 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
27th Feb 2024 4:11am
27th Feb 2024 4:11am
sipple
"The slippery slope was everywhere."
—Paul Russell, The Coming Storm
my feet fell out from 'neath my charms,
the earth came up to meet me,
and when i landed in her arms,
grit spread her kiss to greet me.
a yellow-ripe banana skin
split open to reveal a grin,
while, awkwardly, i, on my back,
wanted my cool composure back.
my skis etched rink marks in the ice
one lovely glacier morning,
while i my father's sound advice
nonchalantly was scorning.
but when i got into a spin,
no...
—Paul Russell, The Coming Storm
my feet fell out from 'neath my charms,
the earth came up to meet me,
and when i landed in her arms,
grit spread her kiss to greet me.
a yellow-ripe banana skin
split open to reveal a grin,
while, awkwardly, i, on my back,
wanted my cool composure back.
my skis etched rink marks in the ice
one lovely glacier morning,
while i my father's sound advice
nonchalantly was scorning.
but when i got into a spin,
no...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#fate #risk
#fate #risk
66 reads
2 Comments
LongTubiFree
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2024 1:54am
22nd Feb 2024 1:54am
The middle of nowhere
Where do you go from here?
When the path is no longer clear
when the trees whisper in forgotten tongues
and the wind blows in words that have stung
and the bird's song is no longer sung.
where do you go from this place?
when the sun threatens to burn your face
and the moon ceases to rise
and the sweat burns your youthful eyes
forcing you to see past your own disguise
yes, where do you finally at last go?
When everything is foreign that you know
and the ideas no longer make sense
and your opinion is left on the...
When the path is no longer clear
when the trees whisper in forgotten tongues
and the wind blows in words that have stung
and the bird's song is no longer sung.
where do you go from this place?
when the sun threatens to burn your face
and the moon ceases to rise
and the sweat burns your youthful eyes
forcing you to see past your own disguise
yes, where do you finally at last go?
When everything is foreign that you know
and the ideas no longer make sense
and your opinion is left on the...
#emptiness
#apathy
#risk
121 reads
5 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
19th Feb 2024 11:24am
19th Feb 2024 11:24am
Hopefully To Find Herself
One day, Lindsay looked
outside and realized that
the country life was no
longer right for her which
made her want to leave.
She told her family that
she wanted to move to
Los Angeles hopefully
to find herself there and
they allowed her to do it.
outside and realized that
the country life was no
longer right for her which
made her want to leave.
She told her family that
she wanted to move to
Los Angeles hopefully
to find herself there and
they allowed her to do it.
#family
#home
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#risk
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0 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2024 1:11am
3rd Feb 2024 1:11am
Railroaded
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Unbarred railroad crossing
Red lights flashing
this way,
that way
Where is the train?
I wish there were other cars around me.
I'm not sure what to do.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Red lights flashing
this way
that way
No train in sight..
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Red lights flashing
this way
that way
6:30 AM
a car pulls up ...
Unbarred railroad crossing
Red lights flashing
this way,
that way
Where is the train?
I wish there were other cars around me.
I'm not sure what to do.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Red lights flashing
this way
that way
No train in sight..
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Red lights flashing
this way
that way
6:30 AM
a car pulls up ...
#risk
146 reads
12 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2024 2:49am
22nd Jan 2024 2:49am
not a prayer
prayers for those
trapped by
war
prayers to feed
the hungry
prayers to house
the homeless
prayers for those
suffering from
addiction
the funny thing
about prayer
is that without
action
they are a lot like
a car without an
engine
they just don't
go
anywhere
trapped by
war
prayers to feed
the hungry
prayers to house
the homeless
prayers for those
suffering from
addiction
the funny thing
about prayer
is that without
action
they are a lot like
a car without an
engine
they just don't
go
anywhere
#morality
#responsibility
#risk
80 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2023 8:16am
23rd Dec 2023 8:16am
Gaza
With whole families in an instant snuffed out
I know that there's no fortress sound enough;
no wall, no border, and no keen redoubt
which would ever convincingly rebuff
all that the forces of hate may compel
to cascade down upon the open meek;
all of the elements of vassal hell
predisposed to turning an abject cheek,
and by such a turn to press an attack
that no old combat honor would condone.
Only the faux virtuous brainiac,
who was by the risk all too crudely prone ...
I know that there's no fortress sound enough;
no wall, no border, and no keen redoubt
which would ever convincingly rebuff
all that the forces of hate may compel
to cascade down upon the open meek;
all of the elements of vassal hell
predisposed to turning an abject cheek,
and by such a turn to press an attack
that no old combat honor would condone.
Only the faux virtuous brainiac,
who was by the risk all too crudely prone ...
#HumanRights
#responsibility
#masculinity #risk
#masculinity #risk
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6 Comments
poeticdelight
Poem Published
7th Dec 2023 1:38pm
7th Dec 2023 1:38pm
Ugliness Of The Virtual Beauty
i boldly stood on the massive boulder
Watching the small village that lies below
It seemed in the eye of the mystic seer
That time up here, is heavenly too slow
In the foggy streets, nestled houses in clusters
Leave nought to the narrowest peep to breathe
From whence chimneys smoke up very thick layers
Where the living ones, spend a narrow life so brief
With every step uphill the heaven's gates open
To the most jocund views, that earth can show
Those small brooks, rivers and grand mountain
A beauty piece of earth to...
Watching the small village that lies below
It seemed in the eye of the mystic seer
That time up here, is heavenly too slow
In the foggy streets, nestled houses in clusters
Leave nought to the narrowest peep to breathe
From whence chimneys smoke up very thick layers
Where the living ones, spend a narrow life so brief
With every step uphill the heaven's gates open
To the most jocund views, that earth can show
Those small brooks, rivers and grand mountain
A beauty piece of earth to...
#dreams
#TimeHeals
#escape
#meditation
#risk
80 reads
10 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2023 5:43pm
2nd Dec 2023 5:43pm
Ghost Drivers
You're freaking me out, Waymo.
I've never seen invisible.
But there you are,
driving with your invisible hands.
Drinking your invisible latte,
radio tuned to KBOO
Take me for a ride, Waymo.
Thrill me with your silence.
Let me stare out the window,
lost in my thoughts,
instead of having to answer
dumb questions about Christmas shopping.
I could like you a lot, Waymo,
once I get used to you.
I want to defend you against ignorant naysayers,
wringing their hands about safety.
I'll vouch for you.
You...
I've never seen invisible.
But there you are,
driving with your invisible hands.
Drinking your invisible latte,
radio tuned to KBOO
Take me for a ride, Waymo.
Thrill me with your silence.
Let me stare out the window,
lost in my thoughts,
instead of having to answer
dumb questions about Christmas shopping.
I could like you a lot, Waymo,
once I get used to you.
I want to defend you against ignorant naysayers,
wringing their hands about safety.
I'll vouch for you.
You...
#technology
#cars
#risk
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4 Comments
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