Popular Non-Fiction Prose
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art - Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
Spiltsunsets_XVII
Poem Published
6th Apr 2018 4:43am
6th Apr 2018 4:43am
conscience streams within a hourglass
tonight..
the moon's swaying with perversion
peering thru my window, shining its light
down onto where ive buried my fidelity
it’s a language understood in the bones,
'i shall be myself redeemed or damned'
my heart’s a mist after miscarrying
as floating particles remains attentive
affection and i shall thank them for the
walks- the heart to heart talks which
is hidden behind casual knocks
theyre
witnesses to how my last life was
destroyed leaving only death to stand as ...
the moon's swaying with perversion
peering thru my window, shining its light
down onto where ive buried my fidelity
it’s a language understood in the bones,
'i shall be myself redeemed or damned'
my heart’s a mist after miscarrying
as floating particles remains attentive
affection and i shall thank them for the
walks- the heart to heart talks which
is hidden behind casual knocks
theyre
witnesses to how my last life was
destroyed leaving only death to stand as ...
#love
#grief
#strength
#frustration
#gratitude
141 reads
cold_fusion
Poem Published
14th Apr 2018 1:10pm
14th Apr 2018 1:10pm
traversing the void
it's a hollow feeling.
Credits for the poem's editing........ Teri the awesome friend a.k.a Amorous_Tryst
#loneliness
81 reads
10 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
10th Apr 2018 12:44pm
10th Apr 2018 12:44pm
Anointed
What you see in me, intersects with the wilderness that lies within you as the memories we made on that dirt road leaves me lost in the depths of you.
I don't doubt my feelings for you, however, it's amusing to witness you chasing fragments of your past.
You trigger my insecurities, and I find peace within myself at the flick of a switch.
I don't want to let go, but self preservation takes precedence over sufferance.
I love you, however, there's only so much self sacrifice that one can perform before depletion enters the room like an elephant.
I don’t want to compete...
I don't doubt my feelings for you, however, it's amusing to witness you chasing fragments of your past.
You trigger my insecurities, and I find peace within myself at the flick of a switch.
I don't want to let go, but self preservation takes precedence over sufferance.
I love you, however, there's only so much self sacrifice that one can perform before depletion enters the room like an elephant.
I don’t want to compete...
#forgiveness
#inspirational
66 reads
4 Comments
Spiltsunsets_XVII
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2018 1:27am
22nd Apr 2018 1:27am
dying an inch away from the crescendo of gods;
#love
#erotic
#LifeCycle
#aging
#respect
65 reads
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
16th Apr 2018 11:43am
16th Apr 2018 11:43am
Aeviternal
I'm an amateur writer, a kinky lover, a fair fighter, and a survivor... of incompetent hands.
I wonder if he remembers the words that bound us ?!
I adore coffee but hate the ongoing buzz it gives to me as I bounce off the walls when I’m alone. It interferes with my sleep patterns if I consume too much.
I’d much prefer to be crawling the walls face first as you pin me upon the wall via the width & length of your throbbing gorgeousness.
The chemical daze of dopamine, serotonin and oxytocin is my kind of natural high. I don’t do drugs but I’m a sex addict, by default. ...
I wonder if he remembers the words that bound us ?!
I adore coffee but hate the ongoing buzz it gives to me as I bounce off the walls when I’m alone. It interferes with my sleep patterns if I consume too much.
I’d much prefer to be crawling the walls face first as you pin me upon the wall via the width & length of your throbbing gorgeousness.
The chemical daze of dopamine, serotonin and oxytocin is my kind of natural high. I don’t do drugs but I’m a sex addict, by default. ...
#love
41 reads
6 Comments
ExistenceInSilence
Poem Published
7th Apr 2018 6:44am
7th Apr 2018 6:44am
The Light In You
Neither did you ever want it
or thought of it
Nor does the world pirouette around you
You're just a number from the other
7.6 billion plus alive today
and counting
what you feel or write about
means nothing
to anyone
to anything
this crowd is one big creature
It'll take more than an itch
from the fragment of a DNA
to spiral it unconscious
from what you feel, you write
yet there are those who scratch
at your skin to crumble you
to pieces
reality is
what you feel or write
means the world to you...
or thought of it
Nor does the world pirouette around you
You're just a number from the other
7.6 billion plus alive today
and counting
what you feel or write about
means nothing
to anyone
to anything
this crowd is one big creature
It'll take more than an itch
from the fragment of a DNA
to spiral it unconscious
from what you feel, you write
yet there are those who scratch
at your skin to crumble you
to pieces
reality is
what you feel or write
means the world to you...
#strength
#faith
56 reads
8 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
9th Apr 2018 3:43pm
9th Apr 2018 3:43pm
Yours
Do you know what love is ?
Do you know how to give and take ? Do you know when it's critical to make your presence felt ?
I wish I knew how to touch that side of you, without leaving you feeling inadequate.
So many questions hang upon your lips, and the answers are oft found upon the tip of my tongue.
Love, is oft found in a look, a touch, a smile.
Found, in the words that you say, or the gentle whispers that we might share under the ambience of a flickering flame, whilst you're tapping your fingers upon mine, or the way you run your finger along the full length...
Do you know how to give and take ? Do you know when it's critical to make your presence felt ?
I wish I knew how to touch that side of you, without leaving you feeling inadequate.
So many questions hang upon your lips, and the answers are oft found upon the tip of my tongue.
Love, is oft found in a look, a touch, a smile.
Found, in the words that you say, or the gentle whispers that we might share under the ambience of a flickering flame, whilst you're tapping your fingers upon mine, or the way you run your finger along the full length...
#love
#kindness
#strength
#hope
#secrets
66 reads
4 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
21st Apr 2018 00:47am
21st Apr 2018 00:47am
Another one bites the dust...
It took me a while to understand what you were doing to me, and it wasn't until just recently that I understood the absence of ones touch, and how much I craved everything you couldn't bring yourself to be, for me.
Presence, has very little weight without the other senses being tapped, simultaneously.
It made me wonder why I channeled my never ending hope, respect and trust into you ?
As if you were the only decent man on the planet that blinded me from seeing the goodness within the depths of any other.
Love, means nothing without those core elements underpinning...
Presence, has very little weight without the other senses being tapped, simultaneously.
It made me wonder why I channeled my never ending hope, respect and trust into you ?
As if you were the only decent man on the planet that blinded me from seeing the goodness within the depths of any other.
Love, means nothing without those core elements underpinning...
#betrayal
38 reads
5 Comments
kourtnissixxx
Poem Published
12th Feb 2018 3:26pm
12th Feb 2018 3:26pm
just because you wrote it doesn't make it poetry
A woman who writes feels too much"
You said there's a magic that embroids pantomime into my pupils when the sun slips past the night break of my lips. That I grow stark like a bare moon withdrawn into the veils of madness opal winds vicariously whisper lies to.
Oh yes, silence is a genetic abnormality that festers in my soul like a cancer on display for gilded fears barricaded behind gnarled bars.
I've spoken of pretty nothing's and wracked the shaken memories of ugly everything's as if my boundaries hold no modesty; as if my tongue never swells or my mind never lessens. ...
You said there's a magic that embroids pantomime into my pupils when the sun slips past the night break of my lips. That I grow stark like a bare moon withdrawn into the veils of madness opal winds vicariously whisper lies to.
Oh yes, silence is a genetic abnormality that festers in my soul like a cancer on display for gilded fears barricaded behind gnarled bars.
I've spoken of pretty nothing's and wracked the shaken memories of ugly everything's as if my boundaries hold no modesty; as if my tongue never swells or my mind never lessens. ...
155 reads
7 Comments
dizzzzzzy
616
616
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2018 1:18am
22nd Apr 2018 1:18am
From a kid living a normal life
Life was normal
My childhood was fine
I wasn't abused
Not by my family
My father busted his ads everyday
Out the door by 5 am
He was very strict...very
My mom she was the cool one
Had family gatherings
Youngest of them all
All my cousins were crazy
But fun. From midnight mischief
Shananigans I still can't speak of
To little pranks of covering my aunts lawn with funeral flowers and arrangements.
Etc...
Catholic school wasn't that great
Burgandy black green white plaid
Sister Mary whatever
To this day...
My childhood was fine
I wasn't abused
Not by my family
My father busted his ads everyday
Out the door by 5 am
He was very strict...very
My mom she was the cool one
Had family gatherings
Youngest of them all
All my cousins were crazy
But fun. From midnight mischief
Shananigans I still can't speak of
To little pranks of covering my aunts lawn with funeral flowers and arrangements.
Etc...
Catholic school wasn't that great
Burgandy black green white plaid
Sister Mary whatever
To this day...
#inspirational
37 reads
4 Comments
dizzzzzzy
616
616
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2018 11:10am
3rd Apr 2018 11:10am
broken silence
Quit trippin
No animosity
Nothings changed
Wherever I may be
Come talk to me
U always know where I am
Everyone makes sure of it.
No animosity
Nothings changed
Wherever I may be
Come talk to me
U always know where I am
Everyone makes sure of it.
#kindness
#strength
#inspirational
61 reads
6 Comments
cold_fusion
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2018 1:38pm
23rd Mar 2018 1:38pm
explosions are for the ordinary
easy
for some
to crack and crumble
under strain
or
to explode
in anger
yet
some special humans
stand in front
of a running train
and make it crumble
with just their silence
it is another matter
altogether
the effect
on the passersby
be it awe
or
the concern
raw.
#love
#strength
#courage #MyInspiration
#courage #MyInspiration
89 reads
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