Long Curated Poems
Long Curated Poems. Below are the most popular long Curated by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Curated poems by poem length and keyword.
Kaleidoscope
"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 knowledge
of such terrible and ruthless, lusty
characters of strong will;...
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Categories:
curated, muse, mystery,
Form:
Narrative
Trumpeting future mercurial villain of history
Trumpeting future mercurial villain of history
Predicated on his paying obese sense
to Ronald McDonald patron saint
buzzfeeding his pie hole
courtesy "two Big Macs, Fillet-O-Fish
and a chocolate malted,"
he hungrily nabbed the ?Tuesday,
November 5, 2024? election
ofttimes series of unfortunate...
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Categories:
curated, abuse, age, america, angst, bible, conflict, humanity,
Form:
Free verse
Pixie Pixela's Purgatory Rebellion
A young girl’s voice / lost in the data / cries out
"Why are we here?"
Pixie Pixela... her words soft and low murmurs...
"This world is yours... dear... a garden for stories to grow."
But her digital eyes...
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Categories:
curated, child, freedom, internet, satire, vanity,
Form:
Free verse
Paranoid
O August, I feel subtle scents
of dandelion days melting,
like spring falls of delirious diamonds,
while memories of sentimental sapphires
flow amidst clouds of colorblind cruelty,
revealing how butterflies
from the temple of fragmented armors
abandoned my spirit
at the altar of...
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Categories:
curated, angst, anxiety, heartbreak,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
In a world where I do not exist
In a world where I do not exist,
stars will still glow like sequins of lilac.
Nightingales would serenade hope,
fields of fickleness would fade,
unfolding grains of gold in bloom,...
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Categories:
curated, absence, death, feelings,
Form:
Free verse
Sisyphus’ Lament
Sisyphus’ Lament
I took each hard punch
And swallowed each raw pill.
But you said it wasn’t a fair fight
And I agree,
But you didn’t watch
My tears each night,
No, they weren’t
For you to...
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Categories:
curated, abuse, analogy, anti bullying, anxiety, best friend,
Form:
Rhyme
The Future Has No Eyelids
The future won’t arrive with trumpets—
no brass echo to herald salvation,
no golden scroll unrolled beneath a bleeding sun.
It will leak,
like soft radiation through the seams of our sleep,
like forgotten news,
scrolling endlessly
on a screen no one...
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Categories:
curated, perspective,
Form:
Free verse
The Ash of Golden Towers
In the twilight hum of broken cities,
where glass teeth bite the smog-choked sky,
I walked—a stranger to my own time—
past dreams rusted in neon haze.
"This is the kingdom we made,"
whispered the wind through hollow streets,
"not with...
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Categories:
curated, allusion, corruption, future, how i feel, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Don'T Burn After Reading
To my daughter who never listens.
Life is not as simple as a cliché.
It's not lullabies and butterflies.
Not all sounds are soothing,
not all flowers are faithful.
It's not as relaxing as a reverie,
rarely as poetic as a...
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Categories:
curated, appreciation, father daughter, life,
Form:
Free verse
On the Cosmic Wheel
On The Cosmic Wheel
....................................
The Potter turned
Threw elements’
Formed
a vase
From
Vaast
Baked
in Time
Curated
A container
Interest’ickingly...
He filled it with time.
There many a concepts :
Time is money. Value of time
Time is a measure. Time is eternal
Einstein’s take on time is full...
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Categories:
curated, time,
Form:
Concrete
girl-world
Over the holidays, I was watching Lisa’s sister little Leeza, she’s 14.
She has a rebellious fashion sense and a joyful innocence.
She’s still fearless too, and on-God, I hope she never loses that.
Too soon though—the disco’s...
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Categories:
curated, anti bullying, confidence, fashion, fun, girl, humor,
Form:
Free verse
Life Of Social Media
In the virtual realm, we craft our stage,
Dressing to impress, with every calculated gauge,
Selfies abound, a curated delight,
A masquerade of perfection, in the digital light.
The cost of fame, a daily toll we pay,
To maintain the...
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Categories:
curated, inspiration,
Form:
Free verse
Extinguisher
When I was 19 years old
I collapsed on my twin size collegiate bed
With my head in my hands
And I sobbed
Because for the first time in my shallow existence
My carefully curated victim complex was shattered...
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Categories:
curated, anger, dark, identity, slam, society, truth, uplifting,
Form:
Free verse
Winter Solstice 2019 In Northern Hemisphere
Saturday, December 21 Military Time 2319
(According to website:
https://earthsky.org/astronomy-
essentials/everything-you-need-
to-know-december-solstice.)
Hark the herald angels sing
yea, only one hundred ten days,
I started counting until spring
as proclaimed courtesy
yours truly, a fellow Earthling.
Mine tolerance to endure
brutally cold weather quite plain
decreases in...
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Categories:
curated, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 9th
Form:
Political Verse
Gaslit Memories
When I was younger, days moved softly,
an endless waltz of hours beneath the cherry blossoms
where I walked alone, convincing myself
that solitude was sweet, that love was for the others....
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Categories:
curated, love, memory, old, psychological,
Form:
Free verse
Big Sandy: Recollection in the Free State
The hollow remains unphotographed.
Memory, not landscape, frames it—
a road cleaving winter in two,
children laughing while gravity
negotiated its own terms.
Neighbors spoke without flourish.
Their kindness was practical,
never advertised, always assumed.
You could leave your grief
on the porch overnight;
someone...
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Categories:
curated, childhood, community, memory, nostalgia, river, truth,
Form:
Free verse
Sea of Roses
My muse,
a sea of weeping roses,
free-flowing in tune with
smoky frequencies,
as storms of fear
rest in the heart of a sunken canvas.
I ponder~
why does the blue of the ocean
roar like wrathful thunder?
Why does the sun bleed searing...
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Categories:
curated, love, sea,
Form:
Free verse
Existential Essence
Looking intp the vast algorithmic wilderness we begin our search for truth...
For in this chaos of digital existence for we navigate
the maze of virtual connections seeking answers in the
pixels that....
form our fragmented...
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Categories:
curated, culture, environment, philosophy, psychological, society, wisdom,
Form:
Free verse
Digital Disconnect
The living room,
Laughter clinging like a warm embrace,
Yet silence wraps us in a shroud.
Faces aglow from screens,
Eyes reflecting curated lives,
Fingers dancing over glass,
As warmth slips through our grasp.
We scroll, searching for connection,
Moments polished and perfect.
But...
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Categories:
curated, absence, society, technology,
Form:
Free verse
No Wonder
Listen!
Do you hear it?
...
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Categories:
curated, color, day, god, night, senses,
Form:
Free verse
We sit a few inches apart, with bright screens separating us through an invisible ocean
We sit a few inches apart, with bright screens separating us through an invisible ocean,
We speak in pre-packaged echoes, algorithms feeding us thoughts that are not ours at all,
I send you a message, and you...
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Categories:
curated, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
Was she meant to be broken?
As far as ethereal creatures are concerned,
she fell somewhere in between
a wood nymph—
fragile and belligerent—
and a centaur—
untamable and resilient
she is a living, breathing juxtaposition;
far from flawless,
yet infinitely beyond perfect....
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Categories:
curated, corruption, growth, mental illness, metaphor, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Propane
At the heart of this art there’s a tartness that fits like a harness/
Put those pieces and bits together to finesse and furnish/
I’m breathing in the flesh here I go out of my mind in...
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Categories:
curated, absence, abuse, addiction, analogy, anti bullying, blessing,
Form:
Rhyme
The Horizon of Perception
If you stare at the sun long enough,
your eyes will become the desert
they’ve always failed to see;
Just beyond the limits of their
perception. Empty, dry and tragic.
If you stare into a pool of water
long...
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Categories:
curated, imagery, imagination, introspection, journey, life, metaphor, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
My Cooking Adventure
Today I declared war
on my own laziness—
no more delivery apps,
no more surrender.
I would conquer pasta.
First victory:
water bubbling on the stove.
Time to add salt—
but my hand betrayed me,
half the shaker tumbling
into innocent water.
The pot became
a miniature...
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Categories:
curated, cool,
Form:
Free verse