Poems About Vulnerability Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about vulnerability seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 3:28pm
11th Mar 2025 3:28pm
Who Are You?
Friends put knives to your throat,
And remind you that you're alone.
Dominating you, and trying to control,
The 7 ounces of your soul.
But I seek out from below.
Their gaseous body will surely implode.
They put their guns in your face.
And let everyone they know gang rape.
Am I accepted and part of the whole?
Or am I just their weekend hoe?
I wake up knowing I'm alone.
With a knife to my throat.
Who are you trying to take my soul?
Friend or demon. I'll never know.
And remind you that you're alone.
Dominating you, and trying to control,
The 7 ounces of your soul.
But I seek out from below.
Their gaseous body will surely implode.
They put their guns in your face.
And let everyone they know gang rape.
Am I accepted and part of the whole?
Or am I just their weekend hoe?
I wake up knowing I'm alone.
With a knife to my throat.
Who are you trying to take my soul?
Friend or demon. I'll never know.
#dark
#friendship
#love
#philosophical
#vulnerability
81 reads
9 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 5:03pm
28th Feb 2025 5:03pm
Strip For Me
I got me a lap dance.
Don't need to try,
To get in her pants.
They're gone.
And I'm just there,
For the big and brawn.
Sipping this martini,
Enjoying the porn.
Can't wait for this horny guy,
To come and join.
We'll gamble 'til the light of dawn.
Who gets the dance?
We'll flip a coin.
Ill mind fuck him,
While she gets him on.
He's distracted,
So I know I've won.
Now let's get going.
The sun is out.
Let's do a dance, at your house.
Id love to whip these titties out. ...
Don't need to try,
To get in her pants.
They're gone.
And I'm just there,
For the big and brawn.
Sipping this martini,
Enjoying the porn.
Can't wait for this horny guy,
To come and join.
We'll gamble 'til the light of dawn.
Who gets the dance?
We'll flip a coin.
Ill mind fuck him,
While she gets him on.
He's distracted,
So I know I've won.
Now let's get going.
The sun is out.
Let's do a dance, at your house.
Id love to whip these titties out. ...
#funny
#holiday
#ThrillSeeking #vulnerability
#ThrillSeeking #vulnerability
168 reads
12 Comments
Sappho
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 3:04pm
15th Feb 2025 3:04pm
Big Black Bird
Madness
Humming, an old woman rocks herself
A man repeats a word again and again
Two older women are fighting for a doll
Somewhere a. radio is blaring loud
Another ordinary day begins as usual
And I am part of this community of fate
My new home is a caring home
Defect entity
A thinking mind and a loving heart
Locked in a frail disabled body
One of God"s abandoned children
Superfluous and useless for society
Mercíless sorted out and deported
A deeply desperate fallen angel
With unsuitable disheveled wings ...
Humming, an old woman rocks herself
A man repeats a word again and again
Two older women are fighting for a doll
Somewhere a. radio is blaring loud
Another ordinary day begins as usual
And I am part of this community of fate
My new home is a caring home
Defect entity
A thinking mind and a loving heart
Locked in a frail disabled body
One of God"s abandoned children
Superfluous and useless for society
Mercíless sorted out and deported
A deeply desperate fallen angel
With unsuitable disheveled wings ...
#disability
#illness
#vulnerability
112 reads
11 Comments
poetOftragedy
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 9:03pm
31st Jan 2025 9:03pm
Sword from the stone
I gave my all
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
I know you put all your eggs on me
Made me your Moses and expected me to part the seas
Gave me the torch to carry your dream
In me you had hope
In me you gave your all
Despite all my faults.
And I tried and gave it my all.
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
Is it my lack of strength
Or the heaviness of my heart?
Is it my failures?
Or my lack of wisdom?
The sea stands before us,
and the wolves are...
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
I know you put all your eggs on me
Made me your Moses and expected me to part the seas
Gave me the torch to carry your dream
In me you had hope
In me you gave your all
Despite all my faults.
And I tried and gave it my all.
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
Is it my lack of strength
Or the heaviness of my heart?
Is it my failures?
Or my lack of wisdom?
The sea stands before us,
and the wolves are...
#disappointment
#LifeStruggles
#responsibility #vulnerability
#responsibility #vulnerability
90 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 1:05pm
26th Jan 2025 1:05pm
Broken Hearts
I sail the seas with pride
You can't hide your heart
You shouldn't deny your love
You can't hide your heart
You shouldn't deny your love
#love
#sea
#senryu
#shadows
#vulnerability
137 reads
14 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 12:12pm
19th Jan 2025 12:12pm
Broken
Within my flesh
My soul is torn
Lost in a day
Not for the strong
Broken
Dreams I can't follow
If I die forever
Everlasting sorrow
My soul is torn
Lost in a day
Not for the strong
Broken
Dreams I can't follow
If I die forever
Everlasting sorrow
#dark
#rhyming
#vulnerability #weakness
#vulnerability #weakness
169 reads
12 Comments
Abracadabra
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 5:20pm
13th Jan 2025 5:20pm
The Guilty Generation
I wake up angry
as two faced January
screams the death throes of our world
The kids say it's my fault
that I could have done more
The 'guilty' generation
who should have done more
So I took my rage to a church
where cold high ceilings
squander energy
while my anger squirms
I am angry at God
and myself
for listening
to too much news
I should learn to shut it all out
put my head in the sand--
but then isn't that what God does
while his children burn
as two faced January
screams the death throes of our world
The kids say it's my fault
that I could have done more
The 'guilty' generation
who should have done more
So I took my rage to a church
where cold high ceilings
squander energy
while my anger squirms
I am angry at God
and myself
for listening
to too much news
I should learn to shut it all out
put my head in the sand--
but then isn't that what God does
while his children burn
#anger
#sadness
#vulnerability
78 reads
0 Comments
nostalgic_being10
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 11:01pm
12th Jan 2025 11:01pm
Restored
Crumbled bones start to mend now,
Restored pieces crawl back to their owner
Chances of rebirth, life's kindness returned as a donor
Life returned at last somehow
Voluntarily, it gave a cure for the ache
Noticed the screeching that came out of the owner's mouth,
Resembling an unforeseen plague
Despite inevitable doom, life saved the bones from decaying
Somehow, it was life that saw willingness remaining
Though the pain of the shattering still lingers,
The pain greater than previous hollow wounds,
At last, the blood pulses through the...
Restored pieces crawl back to their owner
Chances of rebirth, life's kindness returned as a donor
Life returned at last somehow
Voluntarily, it gave a cure for the ache
Noticed the screeching that came out of the owner's mouth,
Resembling an unforeseen plague
Despite inevitable doom, life saved the bones from decaying
Somehow, it was life that saw willingness remaining
Though the pain of the shattering still lingers,
The pain greater than previous hollow wounds,
At last, the blood pulses through the...
#healing
#hope
#vulnerability
124 reads
4 Comments
Poet__2248
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 1:39pm
6th Jan 2025 1:39pm
An itch
Her body is wrapped in bandage
For her skin does not scab
Once again
it is torn by her own nails
Which now protrude from her limbs
Her legs and arms horribly disfigured and impaled
Cut and bruised at her own hand
She tries not to look at them
As they only blemish her very vision
and claw at her memory
Void of mercy
and gentleness
they can no longer be hidden
stubbornly forgotten and encased in her bleeding flesh
Again, she will begin to itch
And then the memories
they will subside
after she has scratched raw...
For her skin does not scab
Once again
it is torn by her own nails
Which now protrude from her limbs
Her legs and arms horribly disfigured and impaled
Cut and bruised at her own hand
She tries not to look at them
As they only blemish her very vision
and claw at her memory
Void of mercy
and gentleness
they can no longer be hidden
stubbornly forgotten and encased in her bleeding flesh
Again, she will begin to itch
And then the memories
they will subside
after she has scratched raw...
#emotional
#FeelingTrapped
#MentalHealth
#vulnerability
#weakness
62 reads
0 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 1:21am
24th Dec 2024 1:21am
Sessions Part 1
Memory distorts
Memory heals
Memory contorts
Memory steals
Not all memories comforts
The whole morning went by in a blur. The two couples I had sessions with had been challenging lately. Whenever I felt that they have moved forward on a particular topic, one of them would bring up something from the past that reverts the whole situation backward. ...
Memory heals
Memory contorts
Memory steals
Not all memories comforts
The whole morning went by in a blur. The two couples I had sessions with had been challenging lately. Whenever I felt that they have moved forward on a particular topic, one of them would bring up something from the past that reverts the whole situation backward. ...
#LifeStruggles
#vulnerability
184 reads
6 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 12:59pm
18th Dec 2024 12:59pm
Blindness Of The Eyed Ones
It's so easy to write more words
vanity and levity, that say less
much the same when you talk too much
while your speech is meaningless
even at more lower level when you lie
in this mature age and awareness...............
when the child lies we blame the kid
scald him sometimes, hurt his feelings
don't we realize that they are our seed
Then, we reject the crops that we have sown
shameful when the child read our sickness,
see our vulnerability, watch how weak
we present our poetic selves....
vanity and levity, that say less
much the same when you talk too much
while your speech is meaningless
even at more lower level when you lie
in this mature age and awareness...............
when the child lies we blame the kid
scald him sometimes, hurt his feelings
don't we realize that they are our seed
Then, we reject the crops that we have sown
shameful when the child read our sickness,
see our vulnerability, watch how weak
we present our poetic selves....
#corruption
#deception
#inequality
#LifeStruggles
#vulnerability
97 reads
0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 4:02am
15th Dec 2024 4:02am
Burning Blue
Burning Blue
Flames lick my palm
Dance upon flickering light
Sweat builds up on my brow
As I push the plough
Digging down to my essence
Pull back the shade
Hear barks in the distance
In the in between I observed
Glaciers melting
RIse the sea
Look at me
No look at me
Puddles forming
Below the corncob pipe
Magnify a fly
Or magnify a human
Temp rising
Dehydrate drink some water
Basin is drying up
In a desert of thirsty beings...
Flames lick my palm
Dance upon flickering light
Sweat builds up on my brow
As I push the plough
Digging down to my essence
Pull back the shade
Hear barks in the distance
In the in between I observed
Glaciers melting
RIse the sea
Look at me
No look at me
Puddles forming
Below the corncob pipe
Magnify a fly
Or magnify a human
Temp rising
Dehydrate drink some water
Basin is drying up
In a desert of thirsty beings...
#earth
#environment
#vulnerability
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0 Comments
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