Poems About Utopia Seeking Friendly Advice
#utopia
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
8th Mar 2024 6:44am
8th Mar 2024 6:44am
Argon Magic, After Dark: (The Scent of a Man)
#utopia
#sensual
#passion
156 reads
6 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2024 5:36am
23rd Feb 2024 5:36am
We Know Nothing (but we think about it)
I like people
that say,
hey, if things
go bad,
let's run this way.
that say,
hey, if things
go bad,
let's run this way.
#hope
#courage
#utopia
76 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
7th Feb 2024 2:20am
7th Feb 2024 2:20am
haiku from the vegan blues café
haiku from the vegan blues café
blind golden boy
fills his cup of joy
with the blues
deep in Harlem
sax fifth of bourbon
for blue heaven
Latin Jazz wails
in Spanish Harlem midnight
for coconut blues
blue barbarians
strut the Goth jazz
for midnight Huns
flamingo artistes
paint Harlem pink
for the hepcat blues
blind golden boy
fills his cup of joy
with the blues
deep in Harlem
sax fifth of bourbon
for blue heaven
Latin Jazz wails
in Spanish Harlem midnight
for coconut blues
blue barbarians
strut the Goth jazz
for midnight Huns
flamingo artistes
paint Harlem pink
for the hepcat blues
#utopia
#night
#music
#food
#haiku
106 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
14th Oct 2023 12:31pm
14th Oct 2023 12:31pm
communal summer camp
Communal Summer Camp
We, the children of the poor
was sent to this holiday camp because it was healthy
The camp flanked by two mountains that stole the light and a cold lake, we had to swim at seven in the morning, this was called “braising” and good
for us children.
Breakfast at eight, consisting of oatmeal porridge, hard biscuit and milk
Boot camp for children.
Three weeks of this and we were let loose to roam
the town of summer dust.
Climb trees in the park to get away from the adults
who had forgotten their own childhood.
...
We, the children of the poor
was sent to this holiday camp because it was healthy
The camp flanked by two mountains that stole the light and a cold lake, we had to swim at seven in the morning, this was called “braising” and good
for us children.
Breakfast at eight, consisting of oatmeal porridge, hard biscuit and milk
Boot camp for children.
Three weeks of this and we were let loose to roam
the town of summer dust.
Climb trees in the park to get away from the adults
who had forgotten their own childhood.
...
#utopia
#hell
73 reads
0 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2023 3:23am
22nd Sep 2023 3:23am
Stiletto Meadow
At nine years old
The water ate my lungs
Turning me ice cold
In the year 1984
With my mother’s heels on
Playing dress up
And hop scotch
Across the pond
Where the scent of
My ghost lives on
Gliding with the swans
I’m dead and gone
Butterfly broken wings
Reflect beside my
Fossilized teeth
Playing hide and seek
Sunflowers larger
Than the vintage sun
Gave rays of shade
To my antique bones
It’s now 2084
I’m dead and gone
But the scent of my
Ghost...
The water ate my lungs
Turning me ice cold
In the year 1984
With my mother’s heels on
Playing dress up
And hop scotch
Across the pond
Where the scent of
My ghost lives on
Gliding with the swans
I’m dead and gone
Butterfly broken wings
Reflect beside my
Fossilized teeth
Playing hide and seek
Sunflowers larger
Than the vintage sun
Gave rays of shade
To my antique bones
It’s now 2084
I’m dead and gone
But the scent of my
Ghost...
#love
#death
#utopia #ghosts
#utopia #ghosts
625 reads
31 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
4th Sep 2023 3:05pm
4th Sep 2023 3:05pm
Conformity
Fields of green standing in hip high grass untamed free . And all we do is cut away a blade at a time to reveal conformity with stripes of green shaved to be stood upon admired . This Isn't a field of dreams and hide and seek and squeals of laughter escaping
rosy red cheeks . No this is our back yard a
symmetrical green strip that wishes to been seen just as they are .
rosy red cheeks . No this is our back yard a
symmetrical green strip that wishes to been seen just as they are .
#utopia
#forest
#trees
#nature
#LifeCycle
120 reads
8 Comments
Dreamboy
Poem Published
13th Jul 2023 7:24am
13th Jul 2023 7:24am
Stakes
Facing our fears
we throw
a stick in
Unrelenting in our
presence
of many
Hopeful and hopping
on
one leg
and putting it off
Try to pull out the shaft of
the arrow real quick
make it a clean break
I pray they take the bait -
and we wait
Never been so scared in my life
And I knew how it'd end
I knew how it'd end
Facing our fears as we
throw our
sticks in
We carried death right
out of the village
We witnessed it
...
we throw
a stick in
Unrelenting in our
presence
of many
Hopeful and hopping
on
one leg
and putting it off
Try to pull out the shaft of
the arrow real quick
make it a clean break
I pray they take the bait -
and we wait
Never been so scared in my life
And I knew how it'd end
I knew how it'd end
Facing our fears as we
throw our
sticks in
We carried death right
out of the village
We witnessed it
...
#dark
#secrets
#utopia
120 reads
0 Comments
Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
23rd May 2023 7:11am
23rd May 2023 7:11am
A Small Seaside Village
In a small seaside village, where waves caress the shore,
Where hustle and bustle echo, tales of lore,
Men ply their trade, from honest to thieves bold,
Bread exchanged, from hands pure to hearts cold.
Pickpockets dance amidst the crowded streets,
Snatching fortunes with nimble, deceitful feats,
While fishermen, with weary arms and weathered face,
Sell their precious catch, their livelihood's grace.
Sailors from distant lands, their treasures unfurled,
Bring linen and wares, stories of a wider world,
The village, a hub of trade,...
Where hustle and bustle echo, tales of lore,
Men ply their trade, from honest to thieves bold,
Bread exchanged, from hands pure to hearts cold.
Pickpockets dance amidst the crowded streets,
Snatching fortunes with nimble, deceitful feats,
While fishermen, with weary arms and weathered face,
Sell their precious catch, their livelihood's grace.
Sailors from distant lands, their treasures unfurled,
Bring linen and wares, stories of a wider world,
The village, a hub of trade,...
#corruption
#power
#city
#utopia
#beach
140 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
3rd May 2023 11:28pm
3rd May 2023 11:28pm
On The Eve
Alexandra Park
My lost Eden
But without
Apples, snakes, or sex!
Well, not yet
We do have apples trees growing
And quick slow worms
Who knows what's next?
What this could lead to
On the Eve
Of a new beginning
Probably nothing
In particular
Just some guilty grinning!
by Jemia
My lost Eden
But without
Apples, snakes, or sex!
Well, not yet
We do have apples trees growing
And quick slow worms
Who knows what's next?
What this could lead to
On the Eve
Of a new beginning
Probably nothing
In particular
Just some guilty grinning!
by Jemia
#utopia
#nature
#funny
81 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
20th Feb 2023 7:21pm
20th Feb 2023 7:21pm
the crime of war
The crime of wars
All wars are criminal acts against humanity, as this war
fought for the last eight years
Initiated by a hegemony insisting on being the ruler
of the western world and beyond will not tolerate
a supposed threat against their supremacy.
Willing to scarify other countries in the quest for power
The situation is the invaders of Ukraine see this as a war
of survival, not to have daggers stuck in its heart
All wars are wrong; whoever drops the first rocket and
the hapless die.
What is one to do? When people are...
All wars are criminal acts against humanity, as this war
fought for the last eight years
Initiated by a hegemony insisting on being the ruler
of the western world and beyond will not tolerate
a supposed threat against their supremacy.
Willing to scarify other countries in the quest for power
The situation is the invaders of Ukraine see this as a war
of survival, not to have daggers stuck in its heart
All wars are wrong; whoever drops the first rocket and
the hapless die.
What is one to do? When people are...
#utopia
#heaven
#hell
106 reads
1 Comment
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
1st Feb 2023 3:04pm
1st Feb 2023 3:04pm
Dreamweaver #23
#erotic
#dreams
#utopia #passion
#utopia #passion
406 reads
5 Comments
princeofrealness
Poem Published
20th Nov 2022 10:49am
20th Nov 2022 10:49am
Full moon part 1of 3
Just another night I hit my local bar.
Leaving my artistic studio,
Long off-white curtains on my windows,
Tall ceilings and hardwood floors that creek,
Constantly water drip drops from the sink,
Buildings hallways are hollow exit leading to an alleyway that is very narrow.
Flash backs of every mortal that I’ve been gifted
It’s the full moon that lifts the dead.
Something is different tonight there’s a new soul to be gifted
The gift of immortality, my thirst for tonight is not for quantity,
A blood🩸 rich and hot...
Leaving my artistic studio,
Long off-white curtains on my windows,
Tall ceilings and hardwood floors that creek,
Constantly water drip drops from the sink,
Buildings hallways are hollow exit leading to an alleyway that is very narrow.
Flash backs of every mortal that I’ve been gifted
It’s the full moon that lifts the dead.
Something is different tonight there’s a new soul to be gifted
The gift of immortality, my thirst for tonight is not for quantity,
A blood🩸 rich and hot...
#utopia
#heaven
#hell
219 reads
0 Comments
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