Least Read Poems About Vulnerability
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rksingh
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 6:28pm
30th Dec 2024 6:28pm
LOSS
The chimneys around my home
print black spots on the walls
darken the air I breathe and
the water I drink or bathe in
the owners know how to shut
the mouths of inspectors
and the mafia know how
to make money this season
politics of lack of rain
repair and management
scraunch smoke from wildfires away
to country’s gas emissions
they have their priorities
mission to rewrite histories
erase the past and erect
new walls of divisions
climate change is no excuse
to mould the minds of Gen-Z ...
print black spots on the walls
darken the air I breathe and
the water I drink or bathe in
the owners know how to shut
the mouths of inspectors
and the mafia know how
to make money this season
politics of lack of rain
repair and management
scraunch smoke from wildfires away
to country’s gas emissions
they have their priorities
mission to rewrite histories
erase the past and erect
new walls of divisions
climate change is no excuse
to mould the minds of Gen-Z ...
#apathy
#SelfHarm
#vulnerability
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rksingh
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 10:56am
3rd Jan 2025 10:56am
WEIRD CHAINS
They invent new lies with periodical distractions
repeat falsehood till truth turns doubtful
teach generations the ways of hating
the porn of discriminating, dividing, killing
the innocents that love their neighbors
value diversity, equality and peace
shunning the weird chains that lock the sun for roots to grow
R K Singh
repeat falsehood till truth turns doubtful
teach generations the ways of hating
the porn of discriminating, dividing, killing
the innocents that love their neighbors
value diversity, equality and peace
shunning the weird chains that lock the sun for roots to grow
R K Singh
#corruption
#politics
#vulnerability
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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
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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
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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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missjem56
Poem Published
4th Sep 2024 5:59pm
4th Sep 2024 5:59pm
The Albino-ish Cat
Through the dark wood
Stood a dark house
And within this dark house
Lived a dark mouse
Who
At this precise moment in time
Was caught within the jaws
Of a dark cat
Called Ebony
Ebony wasn't hungry
So was merely toying with the dark mouse
Within the dark house
The dark mouse
Aware of the dark fate
Awaiting it
Squeaked loudly
Ebony the cat
Momentarily distracted
Opened it's jaws in surprise
The dark mouse
Sensing its opportunity to escape
Ran out of the jaws of the dark cat
Straight into...
Stood a dark house
And within this dark house
Lived a dark mouse
Who
At this precise moment in time
Was caught within the jaws
Of a dark cat
Called Ebony
Ebony wasn't hungry
So was merely toying with the dark mouse
Within the dark house
The dark mouse
Aware of the dark fate
Awaiting it
Squeaked loudly
Ebony the cat
Momentarily distracted
Opened it's jaws in surprise
The dark mouse
Sensing its opportunity to escape
Ran out of the jaws of the dark cat
Straight into...
#cats
#fate
#vulnerability
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
31st Jul 2024 3:25pm
31st Jul 2024 3:25pm
He Comes To Me In The Wind (with Darrow)
The wind whispers to me
announcing my destiny
As if kissed by a fallen feather
I feel you drawing nearer
And nearer, the wind blows me to you
A presence felt, not seen
I am chosen,
As a keeper of light,
Your ardent gaze I see,
looking up at me in glee,
In joyous delight
You have found me
I have waited so long, and I have longed
For this moment
For you
announcing my destiny
As if kissed by a fallen feather
I feel you drawing nearer
And nearer, the wind blows me to you
A presence felt, not seen
I am chosen,
As a keeper of light,
Your ardent gaze I see,
looking up at me in glee,
In joyous delight
You have found me
I have waited so long, and I have longed
For this moment
For you
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#vulnerability
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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
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