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Poem Details | by
Deb Adams |
Categories:
angst, conflict, environment, grief, pain, pollution, senses,
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,
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,
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,
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,
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,
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,
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 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,
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
Timothy Hicks |
Categories:
death, devotion, family, farewell, nostalgia, peace, senses,
he forgot to hold his breath while dumping grandpa's ashes
Poem Details | by
Abdulhafeez Oyewole |
Categories:
absence, daughter, death, dream, future, loss, senses, star, student, success, work, write,
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.
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
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,
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
Suyash Saxena |
Categories:
august, autumn, beauty, color, creation, dark, death, emotions, eve, fantasy, goodbye, happiness, image, imagination, morning, mountains, senses,
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,
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, 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,
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
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,
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
Wilindean Inniss |
Categories:
dark, death, depression, lonely, sad,
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
Samuel Lee |
Categories:
abuse, addiction, deep, eulogy, love hurts, romantic, senses,
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
Jimmi Canada |
Categories:
anxiety, class, fathers day, green, grief, i miss you, identity, senses, summer,
Sterilize the enterprise...
Pro-rate your eloquence,
state sorrowfully,
then engage-
every page,
wondrous rapturous,
bashful captures,
slanty' cases and raging races...
Be hotter than road modern!
Beget the racers in the Stallium!
I am raving the major,
they take away the meed and complacent-
I am the smasher and head Caser!
Take me to the ancient hollow that was never endangered!
Poem Details | by
Charles Pullen |
Categories:
dark, death, senses, silence, society, sorrow, symbolism,
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
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
Bernard Chan |
Categories:
faith, humanity, sad, senses, sympathy, violence, world,
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
Trevor McLeod |
Categories:
anxiety, bereavement, children, conflict, destiny, fun, senses,
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.