Symbolism Published by Members Recently Online Poems
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Odd Thoughts
I sit here and watch the drop of liquid coke
Roll into a puddle of sugary bliss.
Zoned into nothing.
Space is a non-touchable thing.
Yet all-encompassing
When the submucosal walls
Dry out from lack of adequate liquid substrate.
The mind is forced to retaliate.
Sending a resound call.
To attack
Subconsciously driven.
A need to fulfill the addiction.
The cool feeling
Thrashes against the heat
Only to be awarded
By a thief
Who has stolen?
My vibration
Roll into a puddle of sugary bliss.
Zoned into nothing.
Space is a non-touchable thing.
Yet all-encompassing
When the submucosal walls
Dry out from lack of adequate liquid substrate.
The mind is forced to retaliate.
Sending a resound call.
To attack
Subconsciously driven.
A need to fulfill the addiction.
The cool feeling
Thrashes against the heat
Only to be awarded
By a thief
Who has stolen?
My vibration
#FreeVerse
#science
#symbolism
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19 Comments
Odd Thoughts
I sit here and watch the drop of liquid coke
Roll into a puddle of sugary bliss.
Zoned into nothing.
Space is a non-touchable thing.
Yet all-encompassing
When the submucosal walls
Dry out from lack of adequate liquid substrate.
The mind is forced to retaliate.
Sending a resound call.
To attack
Subconsciously driven.
A need to fulfill the addiction.
The cool feeling
Thrashes against the heat
Only to be awarded
By a thief
Who has stolen?
My vibration
Roll into a puddle of sugary bliss.
Zoned into nothing.
Space is a non-touchable thing.
Yet all-encompassing
When the submucosal walls
Dry out from lack of adequate liquid substrate.
The mind is forced to retaliate.
Sending a resound call.
To attack
Subconsciously driven.
A need to fulfill the addiction.
The cool feeling
Thrashes against the heat
Only to be awarded
By a thief
Who has stolen?
My vibration
#FreeVerse
#science
#symbolism
250 reads
19 Comments
Odd Thoughts
I sit here and watch the drop of liquid coke
Roll into a puddle of sugary bliss.
Zoned into nothing.
Space is a non-touchable thing.
Yet all-encompassing
When the submucosal walls
Dry out from lack of adequate liquid substrate.
The mind is forced to retaliate.
Sending a resound call.
To attack
Subconsciously driven.
A need to fulfill the addiction.
The cool feeling
Thrashes against the heat
Only to be awarded
By a thief
Who has stolen?
My vibration
Roll into a puddle of sugary bliss.
Zoned into nothing.
Space is a non-touchable thing.
Yet all-encompassing
When the submucosal walls
Dry out from lack of adequate liquid substrate.
The mind is forced to retaliate.
Sending a resound call.
To attack
Subconsciously driven.
A need to fulfill the addiction.
The cool feeling
Thrashes against the heat
Only to be awarded
By a thief
Who has stolen?
My vibration
#FreeVerse
#science
#symbolism
250 reads
19 Comments
10 COMMANDMENTS FOR POETS
1. THOU SHALL write to please self.
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
#emotional
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
#uplifting
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13 Comments
10 COMMANDMENTS FOR POETS
1. THOU SHALL write to please self.
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
#emotional
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
#uplifting
243 reads
13 Comments
10 COMMANDMENTS FOR POETS
1. THOU SHALL write to please self.
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
#emotional
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
#uplifting
243 reads
13 Comments
10 COMMANDMENTS FOR POETS
1. THOU SHALL write to please self.
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
#emotional
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
#uplifting
243 reads
13 Comments
10 COMMANDMENTS FOR POETS
1. THOU SHALL write to please self.
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
#emotional
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
#uplifting
243 reads
13 Comments
The Cross
I die every day, not in body but in soul.
Every dawn brings a new absence,
a void that expands,
swallowing the colors of the world.
I walk through streets empty of emotions,
where faces are masks
and the smiles are empty reflections.
The human touch has been lost
replaced with mechanical gestures.
The heart beats, but does not feel,
eyes see, but do not see.
The mind screams in silence
in an endless search for meaning
in a barren land of non-empathy.
I die every day, being reborn in fragments,
trying...
Every dawn brings a new absence,
a void that expands,
swallowing the colors of the world.
I walk through streets empty of emotions,
where faces are masks
and the smiles are empty reflections.
The human touch has been lost
replaced with mechanical gestures.
The heart beats, but does not feel,
eyes see, but do not see.
The mind screams in silence
in an endless search for meaning
in a barren land of non-empathy.
I die every day, being reborn in fragments,
trying...
#apathy
#emotions
#emptiness
#sadness
#symbolism
173 reads
10 Comments
The Cross
I die every day, not in body but in soul.
Every dawn brings a new absence,
a void that expands,
swallowing the colors of the world.
I walk through streets empty of emotions,
where faces are masks
and the smiles are empty reflections.
The human touch has been lost
replaced with mechanical gestures.
The heart beats, but does not feel,
eyes see, but do not see.
The mind screams in silence
in an endless search for meaning
in a barren land of non-empathy.
I die every day, being reborn in fragments,
trying...
Every dawn brings a new absence,
a void that expands,
swallowing the colors of the world.
I walk through streets empty of emotions,
where faces are masks
and the smiles are empty reflections.
The human touch has been lost
replaced with mechanical gestures.
The heart beats, but does not feel,
eyes see, but do not see.
The mind screams in silence
in an endless search for meaning
in a barren land of non-empathy.
I die every day, being reborn in fragments,
trying...
#apathy
#emotions
#emptiness
#sadness
#symbolism
173 reads
10 Comments
The Cross
I die every day, not in body but in soul.
Every dawn brings a new absence,
a void that expands,
swallowing the colors of the world.
I walk through streets empty of emotions,
where faces are masks
and the smiles are empty reflections.
The human touch has been lost
replaced with mechanical gestures.
The heart beats, but does not feel,
eyes see, but do not see.
The mind screams in silence
in an endless search for meaning
in a barren land of non-empathy.
I die every day, being reborn in fragments,
trying...
Every dawn brings a new absence,
a void that expands,
swallowing the colors of the world.
I walk through streets empty of emotions,
where faces are masks
and the smiles are empty reflections.
The human touch has been lost
replaced with mechanical gestures.
The heart beats, but does not feel,
eyes see, but do not see.
The mind screams in silence
in an endless search for meaning
in a barren land of non-empathy.
I die every day, being reborn in fragments,
trying...
#apathy
#emotions
#emptiness
#sadness
#symbolism
173 reads
10 Comments
The Cross
I die every day, not in body but in soul.
Every dawn brings a new absence,
a void that expands,
swallowing the colors of the world.
I walk through streets empty of emotions,
where faces are masks
and the smiles are empty reflections.
The human touch has been lost
replaced with mechanical gestures.
The heart beats, but does not feel,
eyes see, but do not see.
The mind screams in silence
in an endless search for meaning
in a barren land of non-empathy.
I die every day, being reborn in fragments,
trying...
Every dawn brings a new absence,
a void that expands,
swallowing the colors of the world.
I walk through streets empty of emotions,
where faces are masks
and the smiles are empty reflections.
The human touch has been lost
replaced with mechanical gestures.
The heart beats, but does not feel,
eyes see, but do not see.
The mind screams in silence
in an endless search for meaning
in a barren land of non-empathy.
I die every day, being reborn in fragments,
trying...
#apathy
#emotions
#emptiness
#sadness
#symbolism
173 reads
10 Comments
DU Poetry : Symbolism Published by Members Recently Online Poems