Sonnet Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#sonnet
Zombie_B
Poem Published
29th Mar 2023 4:23pm
29th Mar 2023 4:23pm
Ode to the Softness of Her Breasts
The softness of her breasts, a treasure,
A pair of hills that grace her form divine,
Their gentle curves bring peace beyond all measure,
A beauty that could make a man repine.
How fair and pure they are, like virgin snow,
With each touch, a symphony of delight,
A sanctuary where a man might go,
To find solace from the world's bitter plight.
The heavens envy such a wondrous sight,
And nature's creatures pause in hushed delight,
To witness this most exquisite of forms,
And bask in its warm, heavenly light.
The...
A pair of hills that grace her form divine,
Their gentle curves bring peace beyond all measure,
A beauty that could make a man repine.
How fair and pure they are, like virgin snow,
With each touch, a symphony of delight,
A sanctuary where a man might go,
To find solace from the world's bitter plight.
The heavens envy such a wondrous sight,
And nature's creatures pause in hushed delight,
To witness this most exquisite of forms,
And bask in its warm, heavenly light.
The...
#erotic
#sonnet
#sensual #seductive
#sensual #seductive
344 reads
2 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
25th Mar 2023 9:24pm
25th Mar 2023 9:24pm
Thanks for the battle bra, MidnightSonneteer! A terza rima
#erotic
#sonnet
#gratitude #dirty
#gratitude #dirty
318 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
24th Mar 2023 9:45pm
24th Mar 2023 9:45pm
Ode to Grey Skies
A Sonnet
I write to thee oh beautiful grey skies
Thou has blessed us with plenty of fine rain
Thine sight might be a pain to some sore eyes
Thus I pen this ode but not to complain
Every day thy clouds look a bit scary
Another storm forms filling us with dread
Local news makes us weary and wary
As downpours and floods are surging ahead
So I ask thee oh beautiful grey skies
Please listen to my pleas and humble rhyme
The drawn-out drought has come to a demise
We prayed for rain but not all at the same time
...
I write to thee oh beautiful grey skies
Thou has blessed us with plenty of fine rain
Thine sight might be a pain to some sore eyes
Thus I pen this ode but not to complain
Every day thy clouds look a bit scary
Another storm forms filling us with dread
Local news makes us weary and wary
As downpours and floods are surging ahead
So I ask thee oh beautiful grey skies
Please listen to my pleas and humble rhyme
The drawn-out drought has come to a demise
We prayed for rain but not all at the same time
...
#sky
#rain
#storm #sonnet
#storm #sonnet
218 reads
6 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
12th Mar 2023 2:07am
12th Mar 2023 2:07am
Awakening
Finding myself in the fire, I seethe.
Roasting under the breath of your harsh words.
You are suppressing me; I cannot breathe.
Smoke fills my lungs, my deliverance slurred.
Long gone is the compassion I once felt.
I have been left here with horror and fear.
Asking for assistance, I remain knelt.
Can my voice carry any favor here?
Like the phoenix, I rise from the ashes!
Demanding that you look into my eyes
as my talons engrave you with gashes.
I free myself from your prison of lies!
Spanning my wings, floating...
Roasting under the breath of your harsh words.
You are suppressing me; I cannot breathe.
Smoke fills my lungs, my deliverance slurred.
Long gone is the compassion I once felt.
I have been left here with horror and fear.
Asking for assistance, I remain knelt.
Can my voice carry any favor here?
Like the phoenix, I rise from the ashes!
Demanding that you look into my eyes
as my talons engrave you with gashes.
I free myself from your prison of lies!
Spanning my wings, floating...
#sonnet
#freedom
#breakup
32 reads
15 Comments
Sonneteer
Poem Published
4th Mar 2023 9:34pm
4th Mar 2023 9:34pm
Tempest and Aftermath
Association, apex to nadir,
may soften concepts held of others’ fate,
but only if the mind discriminate,
and learn extremes have charlatan and seer.
With crude insight, thoughts fail to fuse, they shear,
the crest, the trough, excesses common trait,
or seem if one won’t differentiate,
then rudderless the waves control and steer.
The calms of norms, once spurned, unveil their charm,
akin to whiling hours in reverie,
but middle ground is too a sought for place.
To guide a ship through storms must raise alarm,
now in dry dock,...
may soften concepts held of others’ fate,
but only if the mind discriminate,
and learn extremes have charlatan and seer.
With crude insight, thoughts fail to fuse, they shear,
the crest, the trough, excesses common trait,
or seem if one won’t differentiate,
then rudderless the waves control and steer.
The calms of norms, once spurned, unveil their charm,
akin to whiling hours in reverie,
but middle ground is too a sought for place.
To guide a ship through storms must raise alarm,
now in dry dock,...
#LifeStruggles
#storm
#fate
#narrative
#sonnet
299 reads
5 Comments
Sonneteer
Poem Published
4th Mar 2023 3:07pm
4th Mar 2023 3:07pm
Retrospective Realisation
Too long my haze held diagnosis like
some trophy, prize, won in imagined fight.
The scars are real, inflictions haunt my night,
but self, not others, wielded piercing spike.
Construing madness as some well placed strike
I failed to stem my spreading, seeping blight.
My troubled head inverted wrong and right,
then finally found peace with self dislike.
There’s many suffer in so many ways,
these obstacles are there to overcome.
If possible one mitigates the hurt
and each attempt advances and repays,
both those who vocalise,...
some trophy, prize, won in imagined fight.
The scars are real, inflictions haunt my night,
but self, not others, wielded piercing spike.
Construing madness as some well placed strike
I failed to stem my spreading, seeping blight.
My troubled head inverted wrong and right,
then finally found peace with self dislike.
There’s many suffer in so many ways,
these obstacles are there to overcome.
If possible one mitigates the hurt
and each attempt advances and repays,
both those who vocalise,...
#sonnet
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#suffering
#determination
174 reads
0 Comments
Sonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2023 7:24pm
3rd Mar 2023 7:24pm
Delusional Dissolution
I feel as if all claims I made were sham,
and reconstruct how folk indulged pretence,
so I ignored my stunted lack of sense
whilst spurring fantasies of dreamt elan.
I prided my critique of those who swam,
reflex objection to their competence,
before abuse this morphed into offence;
now even I will pain at who I am.
This coarse reflection could tell truths or lies,
now that mind’s mirror and the mind are cracked,
but better use than blinker inward sight.
I tolerate myself, I don’t despise,
so far preamble, void of worth or...
and reconstruct how folk indulged pretence,
so I ignored my stunted lack of sense
whilst spurring fantasies of dreamt elan.
I prided my critique of those who swam,
reflex objection to their competence,
before abuse this morphed into offence;
now even I will pain at who I am.
This coarse reflection could tell truths or lies,
now that mind’s mirror and the mind are cracked,
but better use than blinker inward sight.
I tolerate myself, I don’t despise,
so far preamble, void of worth or...
#hope
#sonnet
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
165 reads
4 Comments
Sonneteer
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2023 8:59pm
2nd Mar 2023 8:59pm
One Compared to Many
You motivate yourselves to gain some prize,
I squander time in inactivity,
you seek attention in another’s eyes,
whilst I wish hide from prying scrutiny.
You socialise and form relationships,
I isolate, stagnate as time proceeds,
you sink the draft in one or many sips,
I scupper self, entwined in my own weeds.
You replicate your mould, as it made you,
and I abstain (still voice may not be dumb),
there’s stasis in your aspiration’s view,
just as there is, in how I feel so numb.
So as you clamour, multiply, and thrive,
I pride...
I squander time in inactivity,
you seek attention in another’s eyes,
whilst I wish hide from prying scrutiny.
You socialise and form relationships,
I isolate, stagnate as time proceeds,
you sink the draft in one or many sips,
I scupper self, entwined in my own weeds.
You replicate your mould, as it made you,
and I abstain (still voice may not be dumb),
there’s stasis in your aspiration’s view,
just as there is, in how I feel so numb.
So as you clamour, multiply, and thrive,
I pride...
#sonnet
197 reads
6 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
6th Feb 2023 11:13am
6th Feb 2023 11:13am
So not
I am going to tell you what love is not.
All stars in the sky your eyes can see.
All salt left after drying the dead sea.
Stone hiding in the flesh of an apricot.
Love's not the echo of a far gun shot.
Is not a meal where all is gluten free.
Autumnal flapping wings all over me.
Not giving away all things you've got.
Is not having dreams took by assault.
Wich bird sings in the glory mornings.
What started fight of thunder and bolt.
love's not count pace of heart beating.
The break in your heart is not my fault. ...
All stars in the sky your eyes can see.
All salt left after drying the dead sea.
Stone hiding in the flesh of an apricot.
Love's not the echo of a far gun shot.
Is not a meal where all is gluten free.
Autumnal flapping wings all over me.
Not giving away all things you've got.
Is not having dreams took by assault.
Wich bird sings in the glory mornings.
What started fight of thunder and bolt.
love's not count pace of heart beating.
The break in your heart is not my fault. ...
#love
#sonnet
#WritingPoetry
430 reads
6 Comments
Fishmander
Poem Published
18th Jan 2023 3:51pm
18th Jan 2023 3:51pm
Kingdom
I am the tired madman in the garden
Reciting words I have not heard before
Fatigued on the isles of the uncertain
Thinning me as I am swallowed on shore
I can taste the sour soot of black knowledge
Coursing through my veins, feeding me detached
Like a centerfold leading to madness
Singing praise I can feel squirm when is scratched
I see patina on stars decompose
Bleeding out, a vision caused by aura
In the redness of the dawn I repose
Flirting when I see vassals of Pandora
I hear oceans whisper from each corner ...
Reciting words I have not heard before
Fatigued on the isles of the uncertain
Thinning me as I am swallowed on shore
I can taste the sour soot of black knowledge
Coursing through my veins, feeding me detached
Like a centerfold leading to madness
Singing praise I can feel squirm when is scratched
I see patina on stars decompose
Bleeding out, a vision caused by aura
In the redness of the dawn I repose
Flirting when I see vassals of Pandora
I hear oceans whisper from each corner ...
#dark
#identity
#sonnet
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
186 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
15th Jan 2023 12:39pm
15th Jan 2023 12:39pm
Hinged
Let the lexicon of my existence
Be a nonstop string of superlatives,
To tilt against the rebuking chance gives,
With their gillyflowers of recompense
Packed in the finery of tailored words
Since at least I have the gift of the gab;
A late talent I could not quickly grab...
Like literacy for lazy goatherds.
Thus upon a volta, I turned, and throve,
And realized that all along I had
Brain storms as noble as Sir Galahad
In the armamentarium alcove
Notoriously difficult to scan;
That onetime...
Be a nonstop string of superlatives,
To tilt against the rebuking chance gives,
With their gillyflowers of recompense
Packed in the finery of tailored words
Since at least I have the gift of the gab;
A late talent I could not quickly grab...
Like literacy for lazy goatherds.
Thus upon a volta, I turned, and throve,
And realized that all along I had
Brain storms as noble as Sir Galahad
In the armamentarium alcove
Notoriously difficult to scan;
That onetime...
#motivational
#sonnet
#MentalHealth #uplifting
#MentalHealth #uplifting
307 reads
5 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
8th Jan 2023 2:31pm
8th Jan 2023 2:31pm
The Mad Suitor, an old-style sonnet
My love, I came for you like wine
emerges from the grape when crushed
beneath a pale foot. What other sign
of mortal love might prove a male hushed
by woman’s charms, than when I killed
your suitor on the lawn? Your father felt
it bandits, dear, I know, but maybe chilled
by depth of love, and having smelt
its scent before on passing me at market
once, you knew whose hand had dealt.
A gambler’s metaphor, my dear. I’m rogue
as well as outcast, as you know. Brogues
be damned, I’ll walk the lawn again tonight.
And kill...
emerges from the grape when crushed
beneath a pale foot. What other sign
of mortal love might prove a male hushed
by woman’s charms, than when I killed
your suitor on the lawn? Your father felt
it bandits, dear, I know, but maybe chilled
by depth of love, and having smelt
its scent before on passing me at market
once, you knew whose hand had dealt.
A gambler’s metaphor, my dear. I’m rogue
as well as outcast, as you know. Brogues
be damned, I’ll walk the lawn again tonight.
And kill...
#love
#murder
#sonnet #obsession
#sonnet #obsession
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7 Comments
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