Poems About Vulnerability Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about vulnerability seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
All Ye Who are Good Fellows...
A conservative mind is a terrible thing;
incapable of absurd reduction,
and forever fixed on cash and bling
there's no time for sleuth deduction
whereby solutions may be found,
with liberality of thought,
and by fresh diversity crowned
to undermine the money despot
dedicated to hate and rage
in all four corners of the Earth
and have been that way in every age;
opposed to constant grace and mirth,
which most of us would love to know...
before we fill fresh graves below!
incapable of absurd reduction,
and forever fixed on cash and bling
there's no time for sleuth deduction
whereby solutions may be found,
with liberality of thought,
and by fresh diversity crowned
to undermine the money despot
dedicated to hate and rage
in all four corners of the Earth
and have been that way in every age;
opposed to constant grace and mirth,
which most of us would love to know...
before we fill fresh graves below!
#LifeStruggles
#HumanRights
#inequality #vulnerability
#inequality #vulnerability
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rock solid
in recovery for over
40 years now
watched em'
come
watched em'
go
many lived
more than a
few died
sat in the rooms
embraced
pain
shared
joy
waded through the
hip deep shit of daily
life without boots
but there was always
a clarity like a crystal
mountain lake
a higher power
looking
down
some would say
"God"
but I would say that God
is too small a term
to define the ...
40 years now
watched em'
come
watched em'
go
many lived
more than a
few died
sat in the rooms
embraced
pain
shared
joy
waded through the
hip deep shit of daily
life without boots
but there was always
a clarity like a crystal
mountain lake
a higher power
looking
down
some would say
"God"
but I would say that God
is too small a term
to define the ...
#addiction
#responsibility
#vulnerability
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8 Comments
Looking for a Litmus Scripture
The cycle of violence spares no one
unless the stricken face is turned away,
away from rage as endless as the sun
in apes consumed by their own disarray;
some shindy misled souls of fracas
purblind by the chaos fog of order
where the universe proves to forsake us
and salt the wound with a chain link border.
Thusly uniforms nab the user's mind
as caged metaphysical wings may fly
toward times where tortured souls are kind
and witness rainbows in their prison sky...
where occupations will be seen afresh
in all the frailties...
unless the stricken face is turned away,
away from rage as endless as the sun
in apes consumed by their own disarray;
some shindy misled souls of fracas
purblind by the chaos fog of order
where the universe proves to forsake us
and salt the wound with a chain link border.
Thusly uniforms nab the user's mind
as caged metaphysical wings may fly
toward times where tortured souls are kind
and witness rainbows in their prison sky...
where occupations will be seen afresh
in all the frailties...
#violence
#oppression
#HumanRights
#ignorance
#vulnerability
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2 Comments
what a wonder
pull a star down from
the night sky
hold it thusly to
your heart
then cover yourself
with its ashes
I looked for tenderness
but found only the
sandpaper coarseness
of useless words and
the idioms of ignorance
I looked for hope
but found its lone
tombstone on a
wind swept hilltop
don't try to tell me
about miracles
I saw life gun them
down in cold blood
then walk
away
whistling a
merry
tune
the night sky
hold it thusly to
your heart
then cover yourself
with its ashes
I looked for tenderness
but found only the
sandpaper coarseness
of useless words and
the idioms of ignorance
I looked for hope
but found its lone
tombstone on a
wind swept hilltop
don't try to tell me
about miracles
I saw life gun them
down in cold blood
then walk
away
whistling a
merry
tune
#vulnerability
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6 Comments
Inner Monologue
Sadly my thoughts wither away
As the noise inside booms loudly
A cloud of doom looms above me
My ideas muddled so abruptly
As the moment they arrive
It takes no time for them to die
My own voice betrays me
With every thought a battle fought
A war I can’t win a demon within
A poison I can’t bleed out
I just want a moment of silence
A request not of greed but of need
Many nights I stayed awake
Drunk off insomnia
So I may think no longer
And then when I finally sleep
I awake the next day
To the voice of...
As the noise inside booms loudly
A cloud of doom looms above me
My ideas muddled so abruptly
As the moment they arrive
It takes no time for them to die
My own voice betrays me
With every thought a battle fought
A war I can’t win a demon within
A poison I can’t bleed out
I just want a moment of silence
A request not of greed but of need
Many nights I stayed awake
Drunk off insomnia
So I may think no longer
And then when I finally sleep
I awake the next day
To the voice of...
#depression
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#hell
#vulnerability
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Dear L
I want to tell you
that I found your poetry
And that it’s graceful and sad
It’s strange because I know you wouldn’t
Want me to find your words
But you left it in plain sight
no effort to hide
You speak about things only I know
You talk about old apartment dust
And how I wrestle with ghosts
I wonder if you have an inkling
That I see your secrets so publicly
I want to tell you that its okay
And that it is beautiful we both love
The expression of words, lines, paper
I wish we could have shared
This passion...
that I found your poetry
And that it’s graceful and sad
It’s strange because I know you wouldn’t
Want me to find your words
But you left it in plain sight
no effort to hide
You speak about things only I know
You talk about old apartment dust
And how I wrestle with ghosts
I wonder if you have an inkling
That I see your secrets so publicly
I want to tell you that its okay
And that it is beautiful we both love
The expression of words, lines, paper
I wish we could have shared
This passion...
#love
#vulnerability
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0 Comments
Caught like prey
I don’t want to be that person
That lives in different lands,
Obeys and plays a person
Obedient to a command.
There’s something about this person I don’t like
And cage away,
It creeps upon me ‘caught like prey’
It sinks in its talons,
No intention of releasing its grasp,
No space to breathe a reason I need,
To make my breathing last.
That lives in different lands,
Obeys and plays a person
Obedient to a command.
There’s something about this person I don’t like
And cage away,
It creeps upon me ‘caught like prey’
It sinks in its talons,
No intention of releasing its grasp,
No space to breathe a reason I need,
To make my breathing last.
#depression
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#weakness
#vulnerability
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1 Comment
Fur and metal
I plunge my fingers
into ripe kiwi skins
eating each seed
it bares naked
how you dared
to learn about
metal hidden
beneath fur,
pulling away
barbed wire
tucked away
for hands
that attempt
pressing their
prints onto
my skin.
into ripe kiwi skins
eating each seed
it bares naked
how you dared
to learn about
metal hidden
beneath fur,
pulling away
barbed wire
tucked away
for hands
that attempt
pressing their
prints onto
my skin.
#vulnerability
352 reads
6 Comments
Dispensations
In the heart of a poet lurks a curse;
an awareness of all that is unjust
and that vice is honored more than apt verse
or the maintenance of a healthy trust;
a place where blithe hope may prove more robust
whenever reports say something still worse
than that which was previously discussed
of morality and the public purse.
We dare with our contrast to compare
and all in good time may detect a crime,
with no authority, (but to despair),
and search for good cheer in another rhyme,
on another day, or another night...
when...
an awareness of all that is unjust
and that vice is honored more than apt verse
or the maintenance of a healthy trust;
a place where blithe hope may prove more robust
whenever reports say something still worse
than that which was previously discussed
of morality and the public purse.
We dare with our contrast to compare
and all in good time may detect a crime,
with no authority, (but to despair),
and search for good cheer in another rhyme,
on another day, or another night...
when...
#corruption
#HumanRights
#inequality #vulnerability
#inequality #vulnerability
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4 Comments
Monma
I used to think you were so mean.
We didn't get along at all.
I lived w different people and you told me many lies, how could u have done that when I was just a child?
I was daddy's girl.
You tried hard to turn us against him ,
But it just made me love him more.
And I hated you.
If not for dad I wouldn't be here taking care of you.. he showed me I had to find forgiveness. So I did.
I forgave but I never forgot.
Now your broken , lying in bed and my heart breaks for you .
Crazy how thats changed .
I once hated you , but loved...
We didn't get along at all.
I lived w different people and you told me many lies, how could u have done that when I was just a child?
I was daddy's girl.
You tried hard to turn us against him ,
But it just made me love him more.
And I hated you.
If not for dad I wouldn't be here taking care of you.. he showed me I had to find forgiveness. So I did.
I forgave but I never forgot.
Now your broken , lying in bed and my heart breaks for you .
Crazy how thats changed .
I once hated you , but loved...
#anxiety
#illness
#MentalHealth
#diabetes
#vulnerability
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3 Comments
Willing To Accept
#addiction
#OCD
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
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4 Comments
Caretaker of the crazy me
Caretaker of the crazy me
conjoined in mental tyranny
the dark pit where I inward bleed
and sanity will never seed
wastelands where i wandered
ignored the rotting self
a spent life worn and squandered
touched the devils wealth
a nightmare to caress
the warder in the dungeon
savour, the toxic reponssess
finality is stamped and summoned
distorted music seeps a
contorted relationship dripping
all icy mental storms,
a cesspit full of slugs and worms
a spectre with me always walks ...
conjoined in mental tyranny
the dark pit where I inward bleed
and sanity will never seed
wastelands where i wandered
ignored the rotting self
a spent life worn and squandered
touched the devils wealth
a nightmare to caress
the warder in the dungeon
savour, the toxic reponssess
finality is stamped and summoned
distorted music seeps a
contorted relationship dripping
all icy mental storms,
a cesspit full of slugs and worms
a spectre with me always walks ...
#vulnerability
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5 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Vulnerability Seeking Honest Critique