Poems About the Sun Seeking Honest Critique
#sun
Midnight Sun
Funny how I miss the night
when faced with endless day
ever sure of my wandering way
lit up in this never ending light
With no way to truly run
no matter which way I go
always so certain I will know
cannot escape what has begun
Just a story I know well
having written it all down
carefully from town to town
leaving it still ready to retell
Shades of grey, white and blue
continue streaming past
in a last ditch effort to last
each lone lie longing to be true...
when faced with endless day
ever sure of my wandering way
lit up in this never ending light
With no way to truly run
no matter which way I go
always so certain I will know
cannot escape what has begun
Just a story I know well
having written it all down
carefully from town to town
leaving it still ready to retell
Shades of grey, white and blue
continue streaming past
in a last ditch effort to last
each lone lie longing to be true...
#confessional
#night
#sun
#travel
#TruthOfLife
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Strange Fruit In The Renewal Of Sacred Celebration
Earth tone, the melanin jazz that sings throughout my veins
The protective barriers when, Come By Here My Lord provided no cooling rain
Such a blessed skin to be, beautiful to adorn, it reproduces in so many shades
From Bronze, to Honey, Brown Sugar, and the sweetest taste of marmalade
You could say I am not that dark
Most will say, we all bleed the same when given our own foundational spark
Yesteryears denied me my rights, my land, and my mule
That old Constitution creed and the three fifth...
The protective barriers when, Come By Here My Lord provided no cooling rain
Such a blessed skin to be, beautiful to adorn, it reproduces in so many shades
From Bronze, to Honey, Brown Sugar, and the sweetest taste of marmalade
You could say I am not that dark
Most will say, we all bleed the same when given our own foundational spark
Yesteryears denied me my rights, my land, and my mule
That old Constitution creed and the three fifth...
#freedom
#humankind
#moon
#sun
#water
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The Sun
No question, the Sun is my best friend.
Nourishing my hungry essence.
In my dreams, full of ghoulish dead ends,
I always reach out to your fluorescence.
You witness my entire sinful shame.
You burn all the dirt that's within me;
Your sphere's observed all human games;
your ages of wisdom; please, forgive me.
Vedic hymns containing the Word
glorify Surya's golden spinning flame.
Angelic wings are framing him; guards;
My medulla conducts its starry fame.
selfless, humble and masculine,
Our Sun is meditating for...
Nourishing my hungry essence.
In my dreams, full of ghoulish dead ends,
I always reach out to your fluorescence.
You witness my entire sinful shame.
You burn all the dirt that's within me;
Your sphere's observed all human games;
your ages of wisdom; please, forgive me.
Vedic hymns containing the Word
glorify Surya's golden spinning flame.
Angelic wings are framing him; guards;
My medulla conducts its starry fame.
selfless, humble and masculine,
Our Sun is meditating for...
#dawn
#dreams
#God
#Hindu
#sun
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Island Sunset
She’s got lustful eyes
Hiding behind an angel face
Gently rubbing her thighs
Tender skin softest lace
One night of seduction
Could last a lifetime
Pleasure the only function
For these partners in crime
Our bodies dance electric
Closer towards release
Flowing in divine metric
Tempo begins to increase
Fulfilling the deepest ache
Bodies glistening with sweat
When our levee's break
Underneath an island sunset
Hiding behind an angel face
Gently rubbing her thighs
Tender skin softest lace
One night of seduction
Could last a lifetime
Pleasure the only function
For these partners in crime
Our bodies dance electric
Closer towards release
Flowing in divine metric
Tempo begins to increase
Fulfilling the deepest ache
Bodies glistening with sweat
When our levee's break
Underneath an island sunset
#sun
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Angry Sun
I scorch for fun
The prodigal son.
Destroying all in my midst.
Every law I break,
My family; ashamed.
I don't take it,
Serious.
Im in search of lust.
For the latest trend.
All the slaves in cuffs,
Are jealous,
I am free of their revenge.
I roam about,
For, I am, allowed.
God creates the sin.
He casts me out,
Screams and shouts.
Through him,
I ascend.
Still I scorch for fun,
Like an angry sun.
I envelop all within.
Like ants on the run,
The...
The prodigal son.
Destroying all in my midst.
Every law I break,
My family; ashamed.
I don't take it,
Serious.
Im in search of lust.
For the latest trend.
All the slaves in cuffs,
Are jealous,
I am free of their revenge.
I roam about,
For, I am, allowed.
God creates the sin.
He casts me out,
Screams and shouts.
Through him,
I ascend.
Still I scorch for fun,
Like an angry sun.
I envelop all within.
Like ants on the run,
The...
#faith
#sun
#ThrillSeeking
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The Abomination
Unfold the sky.
Reveal the lie.
From Krishnas mouth.
Deep inside.
The darkest night.
The deeps are bright.
An ocean of craters,
In a spider web.
The moon is late.
The cracks, radiate.
Like electrical storms,
Inside my head.
Blue as my veins.
The water sustains,
Life upon it,
Under the sea bed.
The sun in the sky,
Leaves the lamb chops fried.
A lion, with prey,
Inside it's den.
A God with one eye,
Winks at the night.
The lotus flower, hides,
Revealed inside the...
Reveal the lie.
From Krishnas mouth.
Deep inside.
The darkest night.
The deeps are bright.
An ocean of craters,
In a spider web.
The moon is late.
The cracks, radiate.
Like electrical storms,
Inside my head.
Blue as my veins.
The water sustains,
Life upon it,
Under the sea bed.
The sun in the sky,
Leaves the lamb chops fried.
A lion, with prey,
Inside it's den.
A God with one eye,
Winks at the night.
The lotus flower, hides,
Revealed inside the...
#moon
#stars
#sun
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Mm.. Midnight At The Oasis
Arched rainbows cover the skies
That spiritual element when he parts these melanin toned thighs
The abyss lays open before me
He softly whispers in my ear as he gyrates deeper inside for that beautiful tease
This Angel Queen, a Yoruba Goddess who has his heart, covets that mind to the powers that be
Our intellects thrive in union, not upon windows panes, give it sunshine, devoid to ever grow weary
Oh, my love, a tender caress, spoken words of spiritual incantations, to ease the famine of such a long awaited dreary
An explosion from the...
That spiritual element when he parts these melanin toned thighs
The abyss lays open before me
He softly whispers in my ear as he gyrates deeper inside for that beautiful tease
This Angel Queen, a Yoruba Goddess who has his heart, covets that mind to the powers that be
Our intellects thrive in union, not upon windows panes, give it sunshine, devoid to ever grow weary
Oh, my love, a tender caress, spoken words of spiritual incantations, to ease the famine of such a long awaited dreary
An explosion from the...
#love
#moon
#passion
#seductive
#sun
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Extra-Special
I'm not into sci-fi
Aliens, cryptids...we have enough to contend with here on earth without the influence of some unknown race that will take years to understand, that's assuming they are even friendly.
We are already murdering each other here on earth, yeah let's introduce a potentially fatal race of extraterrestrials and hope for a better outcome. Lol
If not? What's your exit plan?
Mars?
News flash! This is Mars!
Just read yesterday that pieces of Mars flung to earth from volcanic disturbances on the red planet,...
Aliens, cryptids...we have enough to contend with here on earth without the influence of some unknown race that will take years to understand, that's assuming they are even friendly.
We are already murdering each other here on earth, yeah let's introduce a potentially fatal race of extraterrestrials and hope for a better outcome. Lol
If not? What's your exit plan?
Mars?
News flash! This is Mars!
Just read yesterday that pieces of Mars flung to earth from volcanic disturbances on the red planet,...
#aliens
#earth
#sun #universe
#sun #universe
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Midnight May
Brightest May, with the sun borne breeze,
I love to watch the way you play
with every bird up in the trees
in all the glory of your day!
I see your youth in each new leaf
as antidote for feeling old
and reassurance that all grief
will somehow be by you consoled.
Your hearty clover, now in bloom,
breeds whilom thoughts of maypole dance
and happy memories exhume
as soil for some fresh romance.
And when your wind declines to chime
I'll build a fire in the pit
to watch your moon rise, just in time,
as...
I love to watch the way you play
with every bird up in the trees
in all the glory of your day!
I see your youth in each new leaf
as antidote for feeling old
and reassurance that all grief
will somehow be by you consoled.
Your hearty clover, now in bloom,
breeds whilom thoughts of maypole dance
and happy memories exhume
as soil for some fresh romance.
And when your wind declines to chime
I'll build a fire in the pit
to watch your moon rise, just in time,
as...
#astronomy
#moon
#stars #sun
#stars #sun
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The Commencing Of Mother Nature’s Soil
Happy Mother’s Day
To
All The
Mothers
Grandmothers
Stepmothers
Adopted Mothers
Foster Mothers
It was partly cloudy in New York, however the Sun managed to peak through
To
All The
Mothers
Grandmothers
Stepmothers
Adopted Mothers
Foster Mothers
It was partly cloudy in New York, however the Sun managed to peak through
#earth
#passion
#sun
#water
#wind
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Beach Feet
My feet are exactly
Where they want to be
At the beach
Where they want to be
At the beach
#beach
#sun
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Twilighting
I long to live in this place
where I no longer have to face
the bright light of day
or night with only darkness to say
Keeping me here forever roaming
kept on the cusp of the gloaming
where there is endless vibrant ink
an eternity left here on the brink
With nothing more then to do
but live in a moment now true
dip deep my parched quill
then revel in a glorious spill
For the purpose of my days
is to live free beyond the haze
of never-ending self doubt ...
where I no longer have to face
the bright light of day
or night with only darkness to say
Keeping me here forever roaming
kept on the cusp of the gloaming
where there is endless vibrant ink
an eternity left here on the brink
With nothing more then to do
but live in a moment now true
dip deep my parched quill
then revel in a glorious spill
For the purpose of my days
is to live free beyond the haze
of never-ending self doubt ...
#confessional
#hope
#sun
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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DU Poetry : Poems About the Sun Seeking Honest Critique