Non-Fiction Prose by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
Poems written by Top Critiquers
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 8:42am
15th Feb 2025 8:42am
The Angry Box
I was a shy awkward kid, from about 4th grade through high school. I was never popular, to some I probably wasn’t recognized at all. Except, to be picked on by bullies who take pleasure in that sort of shakedown.
School is all about cliques, I’m sure everyone probably agrees on that to a certain extent. If it wasn’t for music, I wouldn’t have survived. I’m sure of that, it connected with my soul, it was my best friend at times.
I’m a dreamer, folks. That’s first and foremost. Creativity, music, lyrics, those were secondary attributes. Dreaming is where I...
School is all about cliques, I’m sure everyone probably agrees on that to a certain extent. If it wasn’t for music, I wouldn’t have survived. I’m sure of that, it connected with my soul, it was my best friend at times.
I’m a dreamer, folks. That’s first and foremost. Creativity, music, lyrics, those were secondary attributes. Dreaming is where I...
#identity
#philosophical
107 reads
19 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 11:03am
14th Feb 2025 11:03am
Massacre On St. Valentines Day
Month's before the "Wall Street Crash"
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
#corruption
#historical
#murder
#nonfiction
#ValentinesDay
72 reads
9 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
19th Apr 2024 3:57am
19th Apr 2024 3:57am
Mob Mentality
fear of being singled out makes most people a coward...
every one of us is unique
but we are brainwashed and shamed not to stick out
to the point of not being able to think outside of the box
when mob mentality singles out an odd one from the herd
the whole group lays into that one out of fear
and for popularities sake, the odd one is cursed at and beaten down
thinking I'm glad that wasn't me
they are warned with cruel chastisement not to shine
finally, setting aside their own morals and beliefs
for the want of...
every one of us is unique
but we are brainwashed and shamed not to stick out
to the point of not being able to think outside of the box
when mob mentality singles out an odd one from the herd
the whole group lays into that one out of fear
and for popularities sake, the odd one is cursed at and beaten down
thinking I'm glad that wasn't me
they are warned with cruel chastisement not to shine
finally, setting aside their own morals and beliefs
for the want of...
#love
189 reads
3 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 10:28pm
19th Feb 2025 10:28pm
shadow work , log from real life
In my late twenties I started walking many paths. Always standing at the threshold. Leaving space for new doors to open, pioneering into various ways. Seeking out new experiences and thrive to soar anew each time.. At that time I was healing from my loss of my first love.
Spending some time kicking into pillows, dancing, meditating, finding out about Wilhelm Reich, Breath work, Body work, the paranormal, Gestalt and such. Sitting on yoga mats on attics where I listened to people seeing many multi colored bubbles. From totem animals to cosmic dolphins whom apparently had...
Spending some time kicking into pillows, dancing, meditating, finding out about Wilhelm Reich, Breath work, Body work, the paranormal, Gestalt and such. Sitting on yoga mats on attics where I listened to people seeing many multi colored bubbles. From totem animals to cosmic dolphins whom apparently had...
#MentalHealth
52 reads
6 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
18th Feb 2019 00:15am
18th Feb 2019 00:15am
Anal Cabal
Prince Nala lie back
on an abaca hammock
enjoying fresh bacca
and masala under a gossamer
cabana aside the Ganges River—
natural light seeping
through its beautiful weave—
acacia-branched shadows
moving as smoke atop the fabric.
As servants tended blains
upon the soles of his feet,
he supped while contemplating
penning an alcaic verse
for his Princess Damayanti
( having been chosen
as her wedded husband
so many years ago...
on an abaca hammock
enjoying fresh bacca
and masala under a gossamer
cabana aside the Ganges River—
natural light seeping
through its beautiful weave—
acacia-branched shadows
moving as smoke atop the fabric.
As servants tended blains
upon the soles of his feet,
he supped while contemplating
penning an alcaic verse
for his Princess Damayanti
( having been chosen
as her wedded husband
so many years ago...
#love
#alcohol
#historical
#philosophical
#morality
1302 reads
25 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
25th Mar 2022 11:34pm
25th Mar 2022 11:34pm
IF I WROTE A BOOK
SUBJECT
There's no doubt the
subject would be
YOU.
The category would be erotica
(That is if YOU agree).
This means I have the
most amazing subject
in the whole world,
YOU.
My only challenge would
be in trying to decide
what I'd leave out...everything
about you from A to Z
is so wonderful, different,
and amazingly unique.
It won't take too much time
because my heart is overflowing
with wonderful truths and
experiences with amazing
YOU.
Possible chapters would be:
A chapter on...
There's no doubt the
subject would be
YOU.
The category would be erotica
(That is if YOU agree).
This means I have the
most amazing subject
in the whole world,
YOU.
My only challenge would
be in trying to decide
what I'd leave out...everything
about you from A to Z
is so wonderful, different,
and amazingly unique.
It won't take too much time
because my heart is overflowing
with wonderful truths and
experiences with amazing
YOU.
Possible chapters would be:
A chapter on...
#romantic
#motivational
#inspirational
#narrative
#confessional
595 reads
9 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
18th Nov 2020 7:50am
18th Nov 2020 7:50am
Dear Diary,
I’m a grown woman with the mental age of a twelve year old tween.
I’ve started reading and writing poetry. Dont ask. I don’t know why? Kind of wish I was better at it. There are a shit ton of people on here who know what they’re doing. I’m not one of them.
I ate my weight in cookies today because I was mad. Super mature decision. I’m sure I’ll throw them up later.
I’m working over time to present the world a nice version of me. Epic. Fail. I want a drink and I wish I smoked. But that’s dumb I’d just end up with a headache and stinky breath....
I’ve started reading and writing poetry. Dont ask. I don’t know why? Kind of wish I was better at it. There are a shit ton of people on here who know what they’re doing. I’m not one of them.
I ate my weight in cookies today because I was mad. Super mature decision. I’m sure I’ll throw them up later.
I’m working over time to present the world a nice version of me. Epic. Fail. I want a drink and I wish I smoked. But that’s dumb I’d just end up with a headache and stinky breath....
#confessional
#honesty
#bittersweet
1022 reads
49 Comments
Pete_25
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 10:29am
7th Sep 2024 10:29am
Clown
A lonely figure
Away from the stage
Working, writing
Page after page
Telling a joke
An ear in the wall
Silent laughter
Eerie encore
Away from the stage
Working, writing
Page after page
Telling a joke
An ear in the wall
Silent laughter
Eerie encore
#anxiety
#emptiness
#loneliness
194 reads
10 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
24th Jul 2021 10:12pm
24th Jul 2021 10:12pm
The 'day before yesterday'
Wed, Jul 21
I normally hate decision making days.. When bad things are destined to happen..
On this date..
This death..
I'll remember till my last breathe..
It'll cost me 60 days to eat the dates by sunset..
Here I got subject with so many predicates
When did I write this?..
We only have 'today', 'tomorrow', and 'yesterday'..
But I have another day
So disturbed..
Consciously defaulted..
His name? I asked..
Who? They asked me in return..
The boy. He had a name..
I replied
...
I normally hate decision making days.. When bad things are destined to happen..
On this date..
This death..
I'll remember till my last breathe..
It'll cost me 60 days to eat the dates by sunset..
Here I got subject with so many predicates
When did I write this?..
We only have 'today', 'tomorrow', and 'yesterday'..
But I have another day
So disturbed..
Consciously defaulted..
His name? I asked..
Who? They asked me in return..
The boy. He had a name..
I replied
...
#anxiety
#regret
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#apathy
453 reads
2 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
5th Feb 2023 00:18am
5th Feb 2023 00:18am
Bad Rooster
Cock-A-Doodle-Doo
Yes I still remember you
Every morning before the sun
I hope you're ready to run
Because your head is mine
No more annoying sunrise
I don't want to know the time
Please stop this hate crime
Deep inside you know you're wrong
Silence is where you don't belong
No more Cock-A-Doodle-Dooing song
Why not chill and smoke a bong?
Cock-A-Doodle-Doo
Yes I still remember you
Every morning before the sun
I hope you're ready to run
Yes I still remember you
Every morning before the sun
I hope you're ready to run
Because your head is mine
No more annoying sunrise
I don't want to know the time
Please stop this hate crime
Deep inside you know you're wrong
Silence is where you don't belong
No more Cock-A-Doodle-Dooing song
Why not chill and smoke a bong?
Cock-A-Doodle-Doo
Yes I still remember you
Every morning before the sun
I hope you're ready to run
#LifeStruggles
325 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
1st Nov 2023 9:33pm
1st Nov 2023 9:33pm
Excogitations...
If the recent events in the middle east answer any lingering questions, such as what exactly does organized religion organize for, then now the answer is clear…they organize for violence.
There is no such thing as a Levantine religion of peace.
Subsequently to this we must wonder what it is about the Levantine oriented beliefs that so virulently promote violence, not only in the middle east, but worldwide.
And the answer to that is the enabling idea of an afterlife, and all the phantasmagorical promises that come with it. Once a rube is conditioned...
There is no such thing as a Levantine religion of peace.
Subsequently to this we must wonder what it is about the Levantine oriented beliefs that so virulently promote violence, not only in the middle east, but worldwide.
And the answer to that is the enabling idea of an afterlife, and all the phantasmagorical promises that come with it. Once a rube is conditioned...
#religion
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical #tradition
#philosophical #tradition
236 reads
0 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
18th Oct 2022 2:05pm
18th Oct 2022 2:05pm
Fear Everything
I was taking a walk awhile ago and I wanted to tell you how sometimes I fear everything so you would have some company ...
#friendship
#support
#curse #fear
#curse #fear
453 reads
24 Comments
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