Best Confessionals Poems

...tap of nails, slide wood, pull drapes 
stains loiter in round mug shapes

water sipped, books stack, words leap
hush wizened pages, neighbors sleep 

journals, confessionals, down or up
old ca......

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...When I was younger i was taught to believe in god
Now i wonder if i misunderstood, Whether it was all a mirage
Baptized in holy water so the father could give a trial by fire
Suicidal thoughts see......

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"Kaleidoscope" 

They say another
wrote the story, not I.
that I, mere I,
having little experience, shy 
and far removed from 
such an alien world,
would not possess the......

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...I am a true contemporary
who knows how to acceptably 

write a poem.  First with a tangible
aroma of burnt toast, I will run on

my imaginary couplets like a stroke
victim of the modern prejud......

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"The Looped Vision of Futures"



The loop plays non-stop
the needle steps out of time 
into the groove of you and me
all of us played for time w......

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...I’d say something cheesy, like: You light up my life. But, there is no light in these veins. There is only blood; an ever coursing river of things I haven’t read enough about to fully understand. You......

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...WHITE ROSES

Red horizon, sunset beach
Cranes fly over the moon
Artificial reality removes
time, condenses motion;
Sounds collide ghostly echoes 
Adhere to the walls;

Institutional humanity......

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...How in the world do you prepare a loved one for dying?
What if you as well as others have faithfully prayed
For your love one's healing? But instead of improving,
It only becomes much worse. And y......

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...They dismiss the colorfulness of curiosity
Shaming its beautiful individuality

Shackled by confines of bounded paper
Stories are manipulated as fact, and passed on for generations 
 
Confusion......

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...Warmth,

The other side has called
her winter's finally born
the geese are flying east
the pain has left her mark

X's no longer stay
they just go
as the hurt 
forages on
and e......

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...I cannot be caretaker to you
self-medicated, altering perceptive fields by choice
seeking to numb the pain, escape mundane routine
circumvent natural boredom that could instruct
straight life is ......

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...Ah, those isolated places where once
cars and bodies huddled together,
the “lovers’ lanes”, in which
submarine races were observed
with no winners posted,
“to score”, an abashed innuendo 
of co......

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...Religiously Toxic

I'm drowning in the 
waste of a 
compromised mind, 
its been touched by  
poisoned ideals and 
thoughts 
requesting me to 
fall in line.

Don't they know 
we came from ......

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...I love You in 5 Languages
David J Walker

How more than once 
A vestal dance 
A nights romance 
Gesticulates alone

Perchance we heard
The same music as we
Glanced through colored glasses
......

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...Beguiled

Befooled voodoo stained glass sainted stories 
Embodied golden alter lies worshiped
Wined wafers body sanctified promises
Bloody nails thorn wooded idolatrous crosses
Burnt sacrificia......

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