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Poem Details | by Deb Adams |
Categories: angst, conflict, environment, grief, pain, pollution, senses,

What Is That Taste In My Mouth

No warning.
BOOM!

The taste spread swiftly
around the room.

Eyes scour.
They pinpoint the doom.

A little old lady
Who's big on perfume.


Poem Details | by Stefan Cote |
Categories: anger, angst, anxiety, confusion, crazy, creation, deep, depression, devotion, drink, emotions, fear, feelings, freedom, goodbye, grief, health, hip hop, how i feel, imagery, journey, loneliness, me, meaningful, mental illness, metaphor, poems, poetry, psychological, rap, recovery from, scary, senses, today,

Not another day


Impulsive or compulsive

Either way it's not conducive

Living with this disorder

Can't be good for my liver

Obsessions, when do they stop?

Compulsions, when do I stop?

Let me illustrate and reiterate

My demons make me infuriated

To the point, man, I really want to escape this

Live everyday like your last?

These hours go by fast

Trying to obliterate every ounce of the past

Always with the imagery and self coping insanity

That broke me and continues to break me.

Another day, no not another day

I just got out, please let me stay away.

Poem Details | by sandra byrd |
Categories: childhood, confusion, death, life, loss, lost love, sad,

liquid senses

Another unwanted
passes through memories
down mundane streets 
suburbs undaunted

available liquid pass
tempted nostril senses
youth invaded stolen by
unpure pretenses

soft like shreds of life
tears of laughter
preserve treads
to a childhood lost to
hereafter 

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, cute love, dedication, desire, destiny, devotion, emotions, encouraging, funny love, girlfriend, grief, heart, heartbreak, heartbroken, how i feel, i love you, i miss you, innocence, kiss, love, love hurts, math, meaningful, miss you, missing, missing you, nice, passion, recovery from, romance, romantic, sad love, senses, sensual, symbolism, together, true love, voyage, wisdom, woman, word play,

4 Love

Love is a four letter word
she whispered into his ear,

So is four, as is word
he whispered back into her fear,

Such is "you and I"
cried his heart - she could hear,

Their cheeks hugged, eyes kissed
each shedding a single tear. 



Poem Details | by Joel Thornton |
Categories: eulogy, senses,

FUTITION

FUTUTION

It will come to pass
We will live to see
The revolution
Of human
Evolution
By gunpoint
Or by mobocracy
Genetic modification
BIOTECHNOLOGY 



Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: anger, angst, anxiety, betrayal, city, conflict, cool, crazy, death, depression, dream, freedom, grief, growing up, heartbroken, how i feel, imagination, lost love, love hurts, metaphor, philosophy, romance, sad, satire, self, senses, sensual, suicide, symbolism, wife,

Bed

A white ceiling, 
a dull life.
A wife?
No, just a knife -
that's all I need.

Poem Details | by Ann Rich |
Categories: allegory, analogy, betrayal, care, dedication, emotions, faith, feelings, future, grief, growth, hope, inspiration, inspirational, introspection, journey, loneliness, missing you, moving on, nostalgia, parody, poems, poetess, poetry, poets, psychological, relationship, satire, senses, spiritual, stress, symbolism, time, trust, truth, uplifting, visionary, wisdom, world,

Still Standing

Where were you when my world fell apart?
The Sun darkened and the Moon just fled.
All had been done and all had been said.
And ripped to shreds was my beating heart.

Even the Seas began to part.
And the Mountain tops spread.
I lay there completely dead.
Even the Stars I could not chart.

If only you knew,
If only you were there,
If only you had a clue!
If only life had been fair!

I’d turn the clocks back,
Still standing dead in my track!

Poem Details | by Colin James Platt |
Categories: death, life, peace, seasons, senses, symbolism, time,

Time

Time goes by so slowly 
Life goes by so fast 
We are just the sand 
In a desert so vast 
Time is the reaper 
We are the corn 
Time is so plentiful 
when we are born 
When we get old 
Time is the same 
But you and I cannot remain 
When we are grieving 
Time is the healer 
When we are sleeping 
Time has no meaning 
When we are dying 
Time does no crying 

Poem Details | by The Grahamburglar |
Categories: anxiety, crazy, grief, hyperbole, irony, nonsense, senses,

Stentorian Stillness

Here comes the silence.
Shoving its way through the crowd to greet me.
Like a tsunami would greet a stony cliff.
What an impetuous, impertinent lull...
Settling itself on my head like a heavy blanket.
Suffocating my ears.
Should I scream?
I should scream.
But there's no sound. 
Just unceremonious reverie.
Just silence. 
That raucous, deafening silence.
Until the world turns.
Negligibly.
A motion indiscernible.
Except for the sound it makes.

Poem Details | by Abdulhafeez Oyewole |
Categories: absence, daughter, death, dream, future, loss, senses, star, student, success, work, write,

In Her Teen

We know her future could be bright
If not for death that snatched her dream
She was the queen among her mates
The few she left here said it all

If not for death that snatched her dream
While on earth she nurtured the best
The few she left here said it all
A jewel worth many to pens

While on earth she nurtured the best
She was the queen of her mates
The few she left here said it all
We know her future could be bright

Poem Details | by Delphine Plaskett |
Categories: betrayal, death, gothic, life, senses,

Life Sucks


Life sucks.
Plucks you from your mother's belly
Weans, silks your skin, 
Fondly toys with you 
and grows you.

Life sucks.
Slyly beguiles you 
To mate, create,
Spit out your genes.
In moments of sin or folly.

Life sucks.
Soon, too soon, it pounces.
And plays a while,
Scratches out your eyes,
Crumples your bones.

Life Sucks.
Finally tiring of you
Life licks out your soul 
With greedy slurps,
Smacks its lips, then burps!

Poem Details | by Timothy Hicks |
Categories: death, devotion, family, farewell, nostalgia, peace, senses,

Monoku 1

he forgot to hold his breath while dumping grandpa's ashes

Poem Details | by Suyash Saxena |
Categories: august, autumn, beauty, color, creation, dark, death, emotions, eve, fantasy, goodbye, happiness, image, imagination, morning, mountains, senses,

Autumn Leaves

Trees shed

Their Autumn Leaves.

 

Autumn Leaves-

That fall,

That twirl

And then embrace the ground.

 

Autumn Leaves-

That flood

The pathways I tread

And the horizon I see.

 

Amidst them, I halt

Amongst them, I sit,

Stare and admire

Them as they shower from trees.

 

I listen to them,

As they rustle,

And cuddle

In the soothing autumn breeze.

 

Wondrous it is to listen

To the tales they tell,

Tales spelled in their toungless accents

Tales that are the soul of each of those

Falling, twirling, rustling

Autumn Leaves.

Poem Details | by Lu Loo |
Categories: conflict, grief, how i feel, sad love, senses,

The Smell Of Dead Flowers

Hey you..You over there...
Can you smell it too?
That rank, rotten, and icky scent?
It smells familiar,
But then, maybe the first time,
For there's a first time for everything,
	-I guess.

It's a decanting sense of darkness,
The only one,
	 -in the room,
The breaking point of my loneliness,
The impatient freedom of my losses.

For I have never smelled something so foul,
Repelling and revolting,

Has it visited me before?
Distasteful and loathsome,
Afraid and wicked,

And I sit here counting the hours,
As my memories start to devour,
The perfect scent has gone sour..
	-The atrocious smell of dead flowers.


Poem Details | by Miche Ulman |
Categories: absence, addiction, birth, change, confusion, dark, death, eulogy, fear, flying, horror, leaving, life, longing, magic, mystery, mythology, pain, self, senses, suicide, voyage,

Charon's obol

In the shadow, behind the tree, 
on the meadow, bend your knee,
down the valley, up the stream, flat bedrock,
hear me scream, bellow the heavens, toward hell,
dark tunnel, wishing well; fellow traveler listen well,
no chance given, could you tell, 
on a knife-edge, head or tail?

Poem Details | by Miche Ulman |
Categories: absence, adventure, betrayal, body, books, change, character, conflict, confusion, courage, creation, culture, dark, death, dream, evil, farewell, freedom, history, imagination, inspiration, life, magic, mirror, murder, mystery, mythology, philosophy, poetry, self, senses, sin, society, symbolism, travel, visionary, wisdom,

Introduction

hello my friend, stranger walk by,
borrow a moment, spare me your lie,
through pen of the narrow and mist of an eye,
below absolute zero, someone will die;
sentence to rambler, apple hereby,
flute of the meadow, mandrake will cry,
in front of the riddler second might try,
get out of here mortal,
exit near by-e.

angry as he strike out his pen,
get out of here demon, get out of this den,
in thousands of years how long has it been,
when scriptures wear sandals;
on meadow you land, many bear seasons,
stakes shall bend, lantern still burning,
your letter is send.

Poem Details | by Syed Imon Rizvi |
Categories: first love, flower, forgiveness, grief, hope, inspirational, life, love, people, philosophy, senses, uplifting,

Rose

Rose

If we all become flowers of rose,
Whose scent always outgrows,
Even those hands crush us, in an instance,
Will be left with our fragrance.


All rights are reserved. Syed Imon Rizvi
From a book "Outspoken" - 2012
Available at www.amazon.com


Poem Details | by Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser |
Categories: death, life, senses,

LIVABLE SANCTUARY


Threads of sunbeams resurrecting sleepy whole breaths of existence
  Darkness fragrance afloat casting spells wakening transient death
                 Animating progress of blended livable sanctuary


(C) olive_eloisa
5:33 pm
May 04, 2014

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Poem Details | by Samuel Lee |
Categories: abuse, addiction, deep, eulogy, love hurts, romantic, senses,

Ode to Lucy

Much like a lucid ambient layer—
I find myself floating down to the surface
Into the stratosphere without a care—
Projections about which I cannot repurpose:
Into my own inevitabilities;
Into the oxygen which I cannot breathe.
I sing the shifting dirges of stars
And the pragmatic proselytism
Of the rapists, of reapers and preachers.
But all of them so far have bled the same
And so many more will scream out my name
And none shall suffice as succinctly as
The one who hath passed her judgment 
So fast.  Posthaste I declare her dead.

Poem Details | by Wilindean Inniss |
Categories: dark, death, depression, lonely, sad,

Senses

Love is pain
That’s the only thing
I feel.
Not even a cure 
Can make me heel.
Rain is tears
The only thing 
I see.
When it’s sunny
There’s no light 
In my day.
Everything good
Just seem to fade away.
Air is fear
The only thing
I breathe
Surrounded with silence
In a big crowd…
Nobody’s here
There is only me.
01/25/08

Poem Details | by Charles Pullen |
Categories: dark, death, senses, silence, society, sorrow, symbolism,

Cold coffee

Nervous fingertips glide 
Across faded table top,
Leaving a evaporating trail
Like faceless ghost.

I study the streaks 
On the glass door;
With finger prints
That linger
Like unwanted vagrants, 
Also faceless. 

I listen to the
Hum in the silence 
And watch the dance
Of dead leaves.
And lifelessly;
I drink cold coffee.

Poem Details | by kennith stomps |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, confusion, crazy, cry, emo, emotions, grief, how i feel, loneliness, lonely, longing, lost, lost love, missing you, poems, poetry, relationship, sad, sad love, senses, stress, suicide, teen, teenage, writing,

Pill after Pill

Pill after pill
The pain still remains,
Night after night
Glued to this haze 
thinking of you
emotions spread
love, hate, everything between
covered in shade
after slowly going insane
this blade,
allows emotions to escape through my veins.

Poem Details | by Trevor McLeod |
Categories: anxiety, bereavement, children, conflict, destiny, fun, senses,

A Sticker On The Sidewalk

I stepped out on the sidewalk.
Each slab a solid stone.
My feet went pitter patting
as I went on alone.

Ahead the path seemed narrow.
The pressure on my legs.
I struggled with my footing.
My eyes greased back like eggs.

The journey now a day-dream.
A moment for my time.
The wind upon my ear-drums.
My mind nowhere to climb.

With runners on the surface,
my instinct not to talk.
A grime upon my soles.
A sticker for the walk.

Poem Details | by Bernard Chan |
Categories: faith, humanity, sad, senses, sympathy, violence, world,

What Else Is New

the fiber optic cables are swollen with grief
blood clots the airwaves
faces beyond despair stare from half a world away
newsprint is smudged with the tears it’s reporting

the world’s absurdity
nature’s cruelty
man’s depravity
all in high-resolution overdoses of reality

there are too many claims on my sympathy
too much need for the morphine of apathy 

to preserve my faith in humanity
I have to ration my pity

stop my ears 
turn away from the carnage

lest my heart grow cold faster than the bodies

so I exchange the funereal for the farcical
take sabbaticals from the news 
and seek refuge in the world of Pixar 

Poem Details | by Morgan Tate |
Categories: addiction, body, change, dark, depression, emotions, grief, how i feel, identity, introspection, senses,

eight

I often question if I can feel the ecstasy I used to know,
that old familiar rush that seeps through my skin.
Do I have to swallow those little numbers
(one through eight)
to make myself whole?
Only then do I fail to differentiate the warmth of my skin from the atmosphere.
And my heart pounds like a change in gravity.
My skin starts to inhale and a tidal wave crashes into my senses-
I’m disoriented and dazed and fulfilled momentarily,
so I’m lost in a cycle,
counting by eights.