Poems About Vulnerability Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about vulnerability seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 11:01am
13th Dec 2024 11:01am
Love...Forgotten
Bitterness
Your life in bitterness
Hatred
Hate consumes your every emotion
Your soul is engulfed with blackness
Putting your guilt upon others
Hate takes over your life
Hate takes over your mind
You feel your life slip away
When you live your life in hate
You seal your destiny
You've sealed your fate
Love... forgotten
Jealousy
Don't take your revenge against me
Pride
Your pride builds up inside
I've got no time for your ignorance
You live in your own complacency
You've made your...
Your life in bitterness
Hatred
Hate consumes your every emotion
Your soul is engulfed with blackness
Putting your guilt upon others
Hate takes over your life
Hate takes over your mind
You feel your life slip away
When you live your life in hate
You seal your destiny
You've sealed your fate
Love... forgotten
Jealousy
Don't take your revenge against me
Pride
Your pride builds up inside
I've got no time for your ignorance
You live in your own complacency
You've made your...
#breakup
#emptiness
#love
#sadness
#vulnerability
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8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 7:43pm
12th Dec 2024 7:43pm
I'll Play That Fiddle For You
As odd as it may seem
This reality is only a dream
Like millions of insects freezing to death
Sociopath is my mathematics
The final answer is zero
C'mon, you'd love to be the superhero
The processed foods of your labors
Have decayed into disease
And the sweat you are dripping
Is the milk you consume with ease
Pick the peddles off of my flower
I'll reveal the lies you told during the last hour
Your passion is sour
My control is power
This reality is only a dream
Like millions of insects freezing to death
Sociopath is my mathematics
The final answer is zero
C'mon, you'd love to be the superhero
The processed foods of your labors
Have decayed into disease
And the sweat you are dripping
Is the milk you consume with ease
Pick the peddles off of my flower
I'll reveal the lies you told during the last hour
Your passion is sour
My control is power
#manipulation
#power
#vulnerability #weakness
#vulnerability #weakness
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8 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 3:59pm
3rd Dec 2024 3:59pm
Business Models
Now it seems the law is just for suckers
thanks to the win at all cost white boy votes
who everyone else knows are the fuckers
snorting winner's dope on their motor boats
in their cultural affirmation vice
where they bitch about crime, but do the drugs,
snuck through that border to reduce the price
by some fossil fuel motorhead thugs
whose motivation is to be in charge,
so they can knock down those pesky rules
preventing illicit sales at large,
especially in the public schools...
because they love the Jeffrey Epstein plan...
thanks to the win at all cost white boy votes
who everyone else knows are the fuckers
snorting winner's dope on their motor boats
in their cultural affirmation vice
where they bitch about crime, but do the drugs,
snuck through that border to reduce the price
by some fossil fuel motorhead thugs
whose motivation is to be in charge,
so they can knock down those pesky rules
preventing illicit sales at large,
especially in the public schools...
because they love the Jeffrey Epstein plan...
#corruption
#deception
#oppression
#politics
#vulnerability
170 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 12:08pm
29th Nov 2024 12:08pm
Twisted Truths
Blindfolded
and stuffed into this wagon
Subjected
to more than you can handle
Pressuring
ensure acceleration
Gravity
cannot restrain the tension
Endlessly
can't you see
there are no limitations
Stability
a term that has no meaning
Set me free
infinity revealing
Deaden my awareness of conclusions
Persistent
while reasoning delusions
Lift the weight of the world from my shoulders
back and forth we live with unresolved problems
and stuffed into this wagon
Subjected
to more than you can handle
Pressuring
ensure acceleration
Gravity
cannot restrain the tension
Endlessly
can't you see
there are no limitations
Stability
a term that has no meaning
Set me free
infinity revealing
Deaden my awareness of conclusions
Persistent
while reasoning delusions
Lift the weight of the world from my shoulders
back and forth we live with unresolved problems
#anxiety
#escape
#LifeStruggles
#vulnerability
#weakness
124 reads
11 Comments
ChaosScripted
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 10:26pm
28th Nov 2024 10:26pm
Dawns Grace
Morbidly Insane;
Patently Inane;
Perpetually Mundane….
Staring into this darkness
Until morning came.
Racing turmoil
Of my mind.
Casting shadows,
That grip and bind.
Misdirection and time:
Askew and upside down.
Within this chamber,
‘Round and around.
Cold and sweaty,
About to drown.
Came up for air,
None to be found.
Frantically fighting
What is not there….
Nightmares of the past
Or ghosts of tomorrow’s snare?
Patently Inane;
Perpetually Mundane….
Staring into this darkness
Until morning came.
Racing turmoil
Of my mind.
Casting shadows,
That grip and bind.
Misdirection and time:
Askew and upside down.
Within this chamber,
‘Round and around.
Cold and sweaty,
About to drown.
Came up for air,
None to be found.
Frantically fighting
What is not there….
Nightmares of the past
Or ghosts of tomorrow’s snare?
#depression
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#spiritual
#vulnerability
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2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 8:13pm
26th Nov 2024 8:13pm
Always in a daze
Always in a daze
I live the same routine over & over again
Wear that empty gaze
The one that keeps me
Sane!
Don't crucify me
You'll see
Inside I'm fragile....I'm weak
So much more to lose
if I don't try
But I cannot change
I'll just burn the ambition inside
Stared into a void
Of emptiness and a bitter feeling
Too much time alone
Leads me into darkness, dreaming
This road will take me nowhere
Suffocates my will
Today though, I will try again to be something I am not
I live the same routine over & over again
Wear that empty gaze
The one that keeps me
Sane!
Don't crucify me
You'll see
Inside I'm fragile....I'm weak
So much more to lose
if I don't try
But I cannot change
I'll just burn the ambition inside
Stared into a void
Of emptiness and a bitter feeling
Too much time alone
Leads me into darkness, dreaming
This road will take me nowhere
Suffocates my will
Today though, I will try again to be something I am not
#boredom
#dark
#LifeGoals
#loneliness
#vulnerability
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7 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 2:39pm
15th Nov 2024 2:39pm
The Shaggy D.A.
Famous MAGA piece of shit Gaetz
reminds us to be wise with votes
lest we wind up with reprobates
shaming daughters with shameless gloats,
which speak to his priorities,
for underage activism...
as merely bro proclivities
for ill suited public jism,
of which the citizens have heard
enough to think his word absurd
and that he is the biggest turd
to ever chase a teenage bird...
and if he could she'd be his slave
leftover from a MAGA rave.
reminds us to be wise with votes
lest we wind up with reprobates
shaming daughters with shameless gloats,
which speak to his priorities,
for underage activism...
as merely bro proclivities
for ill suited public jism,
of which the citizens have heard
enough to think his word absurd
and that he is the biggest turd
to ever chase a teenage bird...
and if he could she'd be his slave
leftover from a MAGA rave.
#corruption
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
#vanity
#vulnerability
278 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 1:09pm
15th Nov 2024 1:09pm
The Scoundrel Republic
Neo-Confederate MAGA
has made it very clear
as when Chickamauga
made freedom cost quite dear.
And now we know what they want most
is to fuck some daughter,
paid for by an oligarch host...
who by ruse had got her.
Thus we learn that their culture war
is bogus on its face
when they as well want sex and more
and so to kids give chase...
to have them serve as demimonde
or courtesan of old
whose virgin trust soon forms a bond...
as sex slaves bought and sold.
has made it very clear
as when Chickamauga
made freedom cost quite dear.
And now we know what they want most
is to fuck some daughter,
paid for by an oligarch host...
who by ruse had got her.
Thus we learn that their culture war
is bogus on its face
when they as well want sex and more
and so to kids give chase...
to have them serve as demimonde
or courtesan of old
whose virgin trust soon forms a bond...
as sex slaves bought and sold.
#manipulation
#silence
#vulnerability
123 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 8:39pm
12th Nov 2024 8:39pm
Citizen Sadist
Every last one has murder in their heart
especially the ones who carry the guns
and have no regard for poetic art
when caps can pop by imperial tons
in the strife world of Heraclitus
where the Itchy and Scratchy fight, fight, fight,
first pitching the weakest under the bus
by one party rule; no oversight;
or any balance to check on the checks
that MAGA will write for deportation
using their mandate for deficit wrecks
with weaponized tariffs and taxation
and kissing the ass of their overlords...
who force the meek to...
especially the ones who carry the guns
and have no regard for poetic art
when caps can pop by imperial tons
in the strife world of Heraclitus
where the Itchy and Scratchy fight, fight, fight,
first pitching the weakest under the bus
by one party rule; no oversight;
or any balance to check on the checks
that MAGA will write for deportation
using their mandate for deficit wrecks
with weaponized tariffs and taxation
and kissing the ass of their overlords...
who force the meek to...
#violence
#vulnerability
133 reads
2 Comments
AprylNovember
a. r. m.
a. r. m.
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 2:50pm
10th Nov 2024 2:50pm
Naive
When the absurd sat next to me.
I didn't know to flinch.
Minus all reason then,
Toward it, I scooched an inch.
ARM
I didn't know to flinch.
Minus all reason then,
Toward it, I scooched an inch.
ARM
#vulnerability
121 reads
1 Comment
oldmanG
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 4:27am
9th Nov 2024 4:27am
Quiet Bullet
Eat a bullet to quiet my demons
Help on the way
Save me from myself
The powder on my fingers
Will live with them through eternity
Dig out of my bunker
Stick the flag of my being
Firmly in my ground
Can’t go out like that
I’m much too handsome
Come around to how it really is
Cast away all the bullshit
Find some joy in dull minutes
But I have ADHD I can’t pay attention
To even myself
You say something to me
My brain is racing somewhere else
Pay...
Help on the way
Save me from myself
The powder on my fingers
Will live with them through eternity
Dig out of my bunker
Stick the flag of my being
Firmly in my ground
Can’t go out like that
I’m much too handsome
Come around to how it really is
Cast away all the bullshit
Find some joy in dull minutes
But I have ADHD I can’t pay attention
To even myself
You say something to me
My brain is racing somewhere else
Pay...
#anxiety
#insomnia
#vulnerability #weakness
#vulnerability #weakness
85 reads
2 Comments
Alviola
Poem Published
8th Nov 2024 4:46pm
8th Nov 2024 4:46pm
God at 6:00 o'clock A.M.
Dressed in what they call a long gown,
I had trouble figuring out
front from back, which string to knot
with which, I look like a man who
has buttoned his shirt two holes wrong.
Nevermind — In the umbra
of Radiology, I will not
see anyone not rightfully there.
It is quiet, 6 in the morning quiet.
For company, a sphygmomanometer
that looks like an octopus trying
to climb out of a wire basket,
a weighing scale, cubicles for
prep talks, to dress behind and where
they punch holes into arms for the dye.
I fiddle...
I had trouble figuring out
front from back, which string to knot
with which, I look like a man who
has buttoned his shirt two holes wrong.
Nevermind — In the umbra
of Radiology, I will not
see anyone not rightfully there.
It is quiet, 6 in the morning quiet.
For company, a sphygmomanometer
that looks like an octopus trying
to climb out of a wire basket,
a weighing scale, cubicles for
prep talks, to dress behind and where
they punch holes into arms for the dye.
I fiddle...
#anxiety
#faith
#vulnerability
126 reads
6 Comments
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