Least Read Poems About Risk
#risk
Starving Artist
I drape my lines
In visual signs
Poetic designs
Designed to climb vines
Abstract mental for the minds
I sink and swim in my rhymes
Scuba diving in mental disorders
To cross the borders
Of many poetry hoarders
A stepping stone of brick and mortars
Overstepping my boundaries
In subliminal foundries
Questioning all that I write
Whether wrong or right
In the day or the night
A continuous fight
Revamping to shine bright
Proving myself to the might
Every line
I design
Is looking to find
Itself...
In visual signs
Poetic designs
Designed to climb vines
Abstract mental for the minds
I sink and swim in my rhymes
Scuba diving in mental disorders
To cross the borders
Of many poetry hoarders
A stepping stone of brick and mortars
Overstepping my boundaries
In subliminal foundries
Questioning all that I write
Whether wrong or right
In the day or the night
A continuous fight
Revamping to shine bright
Proving myself to the might
Every line
I design
Is looking to find
Itself...
#motivational
#escape
#acceptance
#determination
#risk
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The Cat In The Flat
Wearing a hat
Within my modest flat
I accidently sat
On the cat
On the mat
The cat
Went scat
But fortunately not splat
Was nonetheless feeling flat
Asnd that
Was the end of that!
by Jemia
Within my modest flat
I accidently sat
On the cat
On the mat
The cat
Went scat
But fortunately not splat
Was nonetheless feeling flat
Asnd that
Was the end of that!
by Jemia
#cats
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter #risk
#LifeAsAWriter #risk
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Secrets - The Drive Home
It's still early. We could go to see a film. What do you think?'
'I want to go home.'
'And you're sure about that?'
No answer.
'Okay, but say if you change your mind,' I say. I get into the car. 'We can go anywhere or do anything you like.' I reach over to help fasten his seatbelt, but he tenses, so I back off.
Poor kid. He must be hurting so much. Robert acts as if his mother never existed, refusing to talk about her at all. I don't blame him, really, although the extreme reaction concerns me. Like what do we do about...
'I want to go home.'
'And you're sure about that?'
No answer.
'Okay, but say if you change your mind,' I say. I get into the car. 'We can go anywhere or do anything you like.' I reach over to help fasten his seatbelt, but he tenses, so I back off.
Poor kid. He must be hurting so much. Robert acts as if his mother never existed, refusing to talk about her at all. I don't blame him, really, although the extreme reaction concerns me. Like what do we do about...
#family
#mystery
#relationships #risk
#relationships #risk
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unblock sun block sin block son block
I've never seen anything so inadequate
never seen ever such an inadeq... wait
I've never been seen as an earthquake
never been anything more than awake
saying it this way may seem a mistake
just leave me alone and keep it stake
you are still there and makes me ache
you're not there anyway and I still wait
.............................................................
never seen ever such an inadeq... wait
I've never been seen as an earthquake
never been anything more than awake
saying it this way may seem a mistake
just leave me alone and keep it stake
you are still there and makes me ache
you're not there anyway and I still wait
.............................................................
#earth
#lies
#risk
#storm
#WritingPoetry
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Everyday Love
Everyday love
Feel it, forget it
It'll be there when you get back home
You get so used to all the good things
In your heart and in your life
That you forget to appreciate
The people who provide them
But there's only a certain amount of forgetfulness
That any one love can withstand
So you'd better acknowledge the people who love you
Before love fades away
And you're left with an empty house
And another broken heart
Feel it, forget it
It'll be there when you get back home
You get so used to all the good things
In your heart and in your life
That you forget to appreciate
The people who provide them
But there's only a certain amount of forgetfulness
That any one love can withstand
So you'd better acknowledge the people who love you
Before love fades away
And you're left with an empty house
And another broken heart
#risk
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Secrets - Doubts
He weren't there, lad,' your dad says, as if guessing my thoughts. 'Our Scott's looked into it. Vince Macarthur never went into the woods that afternoon. He only popped out to go to the corner shop and that took no longer than five minutes and then he fell fast asleep in front of tele. He were woken up later when the police came.'
'How does Scott know that?' I say, hoping my question doesn't come across as rude.
'Never mind how he knows. Are you going to tell us what really happened?'
'I already have.'
Your dad stands up. 'Okay, lad, that's it....
'How does Scott know that?' I say, hoping my question doesn't come across as rude.
'Never mind how he knows. Are you going to tell us what really happened?'
'I already have.'
Your dad stands up. 'Okay, lad, that's it....
#childhood
#memories
#mystery #risk
#mystery #risk
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Seven Years Free
I once dreamed of skies unbound,
A life where silence held no sound,
No echoes of rage, no shackles tight,
Just open doors and peaceful night.
My heart, a bird in a shadowed cage,
Longing to flee the storms of rage.
I painted dreams in midnight hues,
Of a home where love would infuse.
Seven years since I broke away,
Carved my freedom, claimed my day.
A house I call my very own,
Where laughter rings, where seeds are sown.
The past, a ghost, it haunts no more,
Its whispers lost beyond my door.
I dreamed of...
A life where silence held no sound,
No echoes of rage, no shackles tight,
Just open doors and peaceful night.
My heart, a bird in a shadowed cage,
Longing to flee the storms of rage.
I painted dreams in midnight hues,
Of a home where love would infuse.
Seven years since I broke away,
Carved my freedom, claimed my day.
A house I call my very own,
Where laughter rings, where seeds are sown.
The past, a ghost, it haunts no more,
Its whispers lost beyond my door.
I dreamed of...
#fear
#LifeGoals
#risk #sadness
#risk #sadness
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reaching for shore
did you
see the
water creep
like music,
the gulls
sang along,
from far
out deep
your soul
struggled
to push
you
even closer,
reaching
for shore.
see the
water creep
like music,
the gulls
sang along,
from far
out deep
your soul
struggled
to push
you
even closer,
reaching
for shore.
#determination
#motivational
#risk
#strength
#success
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I Can Do This
It is Dangerous
To have Faith
In yourself
Without
A little Commonsense
To Understand
The abilities
You have now
Need to be
Upgraded
To the Abilities
You need to have
To have Faith
You can do
What your thinking
Or one will
Crash and burn
Into the scrub lands
Of twisted Bitterness
Of what ifs
Poor me denials
To have Faith
In yourself
Without
A little Commonsense
To Understand
The abilities
You have now
Need to be
Upgraded
To the Abilities
You need to have
To have Faith
You can do
What your thinking
Or one will
Crash and burn
Into the scrub lands
Of twisted Bitterness
Of what ifs
Poor me denials
#determination
#LifeGoals
#motivational
#risk
#wisdom
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No Remorse
After a late night of partying
This one girl brings another girl and a guy back to her apartment
The girl wants to be kinky & have sex in her baby's crib
The girl forgot to have a babysitter watch the child when she went out
Their all high on meth
The ignorance & stupidity of this entire ordeal was that the 6 month old baby was still in the crib
The next morning the baby was dead
Apparently the baby was smothered to death
They all served time
The mother though was sentenced to life in prison
She had no remorse
She told family...
This one girl brings another girl and a guy back to her apartment
The girl wants to be kinky & have sex in her baby's crib
The girl forgot to have a babysitter watch the child when she went out
Their all high on meth
The ignorance & stupidity of this entire ordeal was that the 6 month old baby was still in the crib
The next morning the baby was dead
Apparently the baby was smothered to death
They all served time
The mother though was sentenced to life in prison
She had no remorse
She told family...
#birth
#drugs
#ignorance
#risk
#sex
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