Self Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Killing Time
As fatal as a game of Russian Roulette
High speed velocity shot from a cannon
Behind the wheel of my prized Corvette
Humming along to the spirt of Rhiannon
Adrenaline junkie with a need for speed
Passing all other cars along the highway
Success in life happens when in the lead
Killing time with my small-block Chevrolet
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
High speed velocity shot from a cannon
Behind the wheel of my prized Corvette
Humming along to the spirt of Rhiannon
Adrenaline junkie with a need for speed
Passing all other cars along the highway
Success in life happens when in the lead
Killing time with my small-block Chevrolet
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
#cars
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The Last Woman Standing
I threw your indifference into the river
Watched it float on sabotaged dreams
Then sink, chained to the anchor of my despair
I blamed you for…everything
Digested your false regret, redemption
As if it were my last supper
It was illogical where my mind took us
What was once love became rage
My need to destroy you, to destroy the image of us, was blind fury
Beware the woman made aware
The blood of our sins soaked my wild mane
I sheared it in defiance
My fists, a barrage of justified truths, assaulted...
Watched it float on sabotaged dreams
Then sink, chained to the anchor of my despair
I blamed you for…everything
Digested your false regret, redemption
As if it were my last supper
It was illogical where my mind took us
What was once love became rage
My need to destroy you, to destroy the image of us, was blind fury
Beware the woman made aware
The blood of our sins soaked my wild mane
I sheared it in defiance
My fists, a barrage of justified truths, assaulted...
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#strength
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Creative Nights
I feel fire in my eyes
creative thoughts in the night
Losing my mind
going blind
what's this laughter
what's that sign
The night
where ideas and decisions dance
planning my next move
in the morning I'll take that chance
creative thoughts in the night
Losing my mind
going blind
what's this laughter
what's that sign
The night
where ideas and decisions dance
planning my next move
in the morning I'll take that chance
#LifeGoals
#night
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idiosyncrasy
chivalrous temptation,
excitable treachery don't leave me
I am in that mood again
defending my anxiety
there is need without reason
it swings inside me constantly
tortured existence I know no other
so it's for you I get on my knees
does that make me weak?
I guess it does
I can't cut it clean
escapism is my vow
I will check out every chance I get
upon your doorstep I sit awaiting my pardon
I wonder once released will I be different,
or is the problem with me?
...
excitable treachery don't leave me
I am in that mood again
defending my anxiety
there is need without reason
it swings inside me constantly
tortured existence I know no other
so it's for you I get on my knees
does that make me weak?
I guess it does
I can't cut it clean
escapism is my vow
I will check out every chance I get
upon your doorstep I sit awaiting my pardon
I wonder once released will I be different,
or is the problem with me?
...
#addiction
#philosophical
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????
I am trying not to cry.
But it is hard to hold back
I don’t understand what went wrong
How can I make amends
This hurts, and it’s not my pride, you see
I put out the best work I can
And it’s never good enough to see
I put up a brave face
I smile, I joke, and I even tease
Even the strongest man
Will crumble at the knees
Maybe it’s just the day
Maybe it’s just the wrong time
Too many maybe’s rolling in my mind
I went dark to see if you can see my light
I am light, and still, I cannot take flight
I will be fine;...
But it is hard to hold back
I don’t understand what went wrong
How can I make amends
This hurts, and it’s not my pride, you see
I put out the best work I can
And it’s never good enough to see
I put up a brave face
I smile, I joke, and I even tease
Even the strongest man
Will crumble at the knees
Maybe it’s just the day
Maybe it’s just the wrong time
Too many maybe’s rolling in my mind
I went dark to see if you can see my light
I am light, and still, I cannot take flight
I will be fine;...
#confusion
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Life's Ride
How many hungering heartbeats
until your life has flown bye?
The ecstatic events are just
a flash in time.
And the painful days
compose an immortal rhyme.
Let me ask you.
Did you take life's ride?
Don't lie.
In defiance of gravity,
to fill your cavity,
and feel acutely alive.
In the heat of my mind,
memories swelter.
Begging for the heart's tender shelter.
Destiny's fragments fall from a starry sky
Learn to live without the stalking question why.
Your evolution wants a surprise.
until your life has flown bye?
The ecstatic events are just
a flash in time.
And the painful days
compose an immortal rhyme.
Let me ask you.
Did you take life's ride?
Don't lie.
In defiance of gravity,
to fill your cavity,
and feel acutely alive.
In the heat of my mind,
memories swelter.
Begging for the heart's tender shelter.
Destiny's fragments fall from a starry sky
Learn to live without the stalking question why.
Your evolution wants a surprise.
#fate
#TruthOfLife
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In Lieu of a Kiss
#funny
#rhyming
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THE APPEAL OF THE NATURIST BEACH
#beach
#holiday
#inspirational
#motivational
#sea
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Justice is a nocturnal animal
always watching
unseen, from the shadows
its scales wavering
may take a while
to climb
those karmic steps
but you can be certain
of one thing—
corruption
is on borrowed time
before being dealt
the same fate
that is not demeaning
what we sow we reap
if not in this life
then the next
and those behind the scenes
in...
unseen, from the shadows
its scales wavering
may take a while
to climb
those karmic steps
but you can be certain
of one thing—
corruption
is on borrowed time
before being dealt
the same fate
that is not demeaning
what we sow we reap
if not in this life
then the next
and those behind the scenes
in...
#politics
#confessional
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A dysfunctional family life
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ I write these words from my own memories of my past life, as I read a story that reminded me of my own past life. 🤨 What the abuse had done to me a reflection upon my own life and world. 🌎 For I can relate to this story of living with a abusive man, not my real father. 🤨 YET he felt it necessary to hit me and to put his hands on me, when he was drunk punching and hitting me with his fist. 👊 Yet my own mother would say to me that's what you a man in your life. 😲 Yet treating it like it was alright...
#childhood
#dialogue
#emotional
#StreamOfConsciousness
#teens
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Metamorphosed
Eyeballin the sky...
at the soul hour on coal power...
after the flames have gone to bed
to let me watch the Dog star
nipping at Orion's heels.
Polaris still crowned the neighbor's conifer,
amid the Ursine frolic.
The Pleiadean patch was straight up
and I straight up imagined
the seven daughters of Atlas...
430 light years away.
Then I vowed to learn all their names!
And the Great Nebula in Orion
raged beneath his triad belt
as bright as that...
at the soul hour on coal power...
after the flames have gone to bed
to let me watch the Dog star
nipping at Orion's heels.
Polaris still crowned the neighbor's conifer,
amid the Ursine frolic.
The Pleiadean patch was straight up
and I straight up imagined
the seven daughters of Atlas...
430 light years away.
Then I vowed to learn all their names!
And the Great Nebula in Orion
raged beneath his triad belt
as bright as that...
#mythology
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Menstrocity (collab with Vision_of_insanity)
hunting for the menstrual juice, this unholy juice, it's calling you
virginal whores in the purest form,
blood flowing freely like never before,
your crimson curse is what I thirst,
invasion of your hymen, devirginizing
I don't discriminate, your age, race, cunt blood's the same
fixation on coagulation, infatuation with menstruation
compelled to the stench of vaginal blood,
compelled to the taste of vaginal blood
There is no truce, this holy noose.
Feeling pain forever, throwing up the deuce.
On a grind to catch my mind,
I'm...
virginal whores in the purest form,
blood flowing freely like never before,
your crimson curse is what I thirst,
invasion of your hymen, devirginizing
I don't discriminate, your age, race, cunt blood's the same
fixation on coagulation, infatuation with menstruation
compelled to the stench of vaginal blood,
compelled to the taste of vaginal blood
There is no truce, this holy noose.
Feeling pain forever, throwing up the deuce.
On a grind to catch my mind,
I'm...
#collaboration
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth #women
#MentalHealth #women
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