Comments received on poems by sorenbarrett
Insomnia of life
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This is a poem of beautiful unease. Sleep and death blur into one gentle gesture...the soul asking for silence, not escape. You make stillness feel holy, Soren. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 22nd, 2025 20:26
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This is a poem of beautiful unease. Sleep and death blur into one gentle gesture...the soul asking for silence, not escape. You make stillness feel holy, Soren. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 22nd, 2025 20:26
Insomnia of life
Teddy.15 said:
Magnificent powerful and I can really feel the wish to go back in time, I guess for one thing or another we would all have something on our list we wish to erase. Superb my dear friend. 🌹
October 22nd, 2025 10:55
Teddy.15 said:
Magnificent powerful and I can really feel the wish to go back in time, I guess for one thing or another we would all have something on our list we wish to erase. Superb my dear friend. 🌹
October 22nd, 2025 10:55
Insomnia of life
Lorenz said:
My sleep often plunges into a twilight state conducive to brand new creativity at dawn .
October 22nd, 2025 09:26
Lorenz said:
My sleep often plunges into a twilight state conducive to brand new creativity at dawn .
October 22nd, 2025 09:26
Insomnia of life
Friendship said:
This poem is about the struggle with insomnia—an inability to find peace or rest in life. It captures a universal human experience, resonating with anyone who has felt overwhelmed by their circumstances. The poem might be set in a contemporary context, focusing on the emotional and psychological challenges of modern living, where the pressures of life can lead to sleeplessness and a desire for escape. This poem could stem from a need to articulate and process these feelings of despair, highlighting the tension between the desire for escape through sleep and the harshness of reality.
October 22nd, 2025 09:06
Friendship said:
This poem is about the struggle with insomnia—an inability to find peace or rest in life. It captures a universal human experience, resonating with anyone who has felt overwhelmed by their circumstances. The poem might be set in a contemporary context, focusing on the emotional and psychological challenges of modern living, where the pressures of life can lead to sleeplessness and a desire for escape. This poem could stem from a need to articulate and process these feelings of despair, highlighting the tension between the desire for escape through sleep and the harshness of reality.
October 22nd, 2025 09:06
Insomnia of life
Neville said:
It aint gonna happen .. I aint gonna let it happen .. I\'ve got ya back covered & if necessary am happy to prescribe a soothing balm or a pack of dubble strength nitrazepam or summat .. failing that & you wanna be totally independent .. I believe they might slip you some OTC Nytol at the local pharmacy .. All joking aside, I don\'t know anyone who hasn\'t felt similarly from time to time .. so keep ya chin up and write on . you do it so well .. Neville
October 22nd, 2025 09:05
Neville said:
It aint gonna happen .. I aint gonna let it happen .. I\'ve got ya back covered & if necessary am happy to prescribe a soothing balm or a pack of dubble strength nitrazepam or summat .. failing that & you wanna be totally independent .. I believe they might slip you some OTC Nytol at the local pharmacy .. All joking aside, I don\'t know anyone who hasn\'t felt similarly from time to time .. so keep ya chin up and write on . you do it so well .. Neville
October 22nd, 2025 09:05
The Seed
rajatbagchi said:
A very deep one, had to read it a couple of times to get the gist of it.
October 22nd, 2025 05:48
rajatbagchi said:
A very deep one, had to read it a couple of times to get the gist of it.
October 22nd, 2025 05:48
Insomnia of life
Paul Bell said:
Many a time I\'ve gone to bed just to get rid of that day, hoping the next day would somehow cancel yesterday out.
Strangely enough, it never happened. I can see why people wear blinkers in the world now.
October 22nd, 2025 05:10
Paul Bell said:
Many a time I\'ve gone to bed just to get rid of that day, hoping the next day would somehow cancel yesterday out.
Strangely enough, it never happened. I can see why people wear blinkers in the world now.
October 22nd, 2025 05:10
Sonnet to war
Goldfinch60 said:
Such true words soren. https://youtu.be/jefp9ADcQ2Q?si=nta0JPmH8wav2Wqr
Andy
October 22nd, 2025 01:04
Goldfinch60 said:
Such true words soren. https://youtu.be/jefp9ADcQ2Q?si=nta0JPmH8wav2Wqr
Andy
October 22nd, 2025 01:04
Forgiveness
Gwen Frey said:
Forgiven sin feels really good when it falls away. 🙏🏼♥️🙏🏼
October 21st, 2025 19:53
Gwen Frey said:
Forgiven sin feels really good when it falls away. 🙏🏼♥️🙏🏼
October 21st, 2025 19:53
The bed
BROOKLYNN THAYER said:
this is amazing i love it and my friend autumn gilton, the on who made the poem star wars, also likes it to
October 21st, 2025 15:33
BROOKLYNN THAYER said:
this is amazing i love it and my friend autumn gilton, the on who made the poem star wars, also likes it to
October 21st, 2025 15:33
Fire, earth, air and water
Autumn Gilton said:
this is really good I like it
October 21st, 2025 14:47
Autumn Gilton said:
this is really good I like it
October 21st, 2025 14:47
Scattered
Paul Bell said:
People have long memories, and even in death they want your blood.
Nothing it seems is sacred in graveyards now, as we\'ve seen in countries where statues get pulled down, stomped on.
Even history has to paid for in the death stakes.
October 21st, 2025 14:08
Paul Bell said:
People have long memories, and even in death they want your blood.
Nothing it seems is sacred in graveyards now, as we\'ve seen in countries where statues get pulled down, stomped on.
Even history has to paid for in the death stakes.
October 21st, 2025 14:08
Scattered
orchidee said:
Good write SB. And some more wonderful recipes for when I prepare KP\'s meals. lol.
October 21st, 2025 14:07
orchidee said:
Good write SB. And some more wonderful recipes for when I prepare KP\'s meals. lol.
October 21st, 2025 14:07
Scattered
Lorenz said:
The bones of memory rest for ever in the catacombs of time .
October 21st, 2025 13:17
Lorenz said:
The bones of memory rest for ever in the catacombs of time .
October 21st, 2025 13:17
Scattered
Friendship said:
I must note that your writing style has changed. Well written. Sorenbarrett.Your poem \"Scattered\" examines the interplay between memory, guilt, and the deterioration of the past. It contemplates how repressed memories and unresolved emotions, particularly guilt and shame, can persist and intensify over time, influencing one\'s conscience and emotional well-being. Furthermore, your poem probes the remnants of past actions, symbolized metaphorically through bones and decay. This underscores the notion that past transgressions can haunt individuals, and that denial can lead to a fragile facade, ultimately revealing profound emotional truths.
October 21st, 2025 08:42
Friendship said:
I must note that your writing style has changed. Well written. Sorenbarrett.Your poem \"Scattered\" examines the interplay between memory, guilt, and the deterioration of the past. It contemplates how repressed memories and unresolved emotions, particularly guilt and shame, can persist and intensify over time, influencing one\'s conscience and emotional well-being. Furthermore, your poem probes the remnants of past actions, symbolized metaphorically through bones and decay. This underscores the notion that past transgressions can haunt individuals, and that denial can lead to a fragile facade, ultimately revealing profound emotional truths.
October 21st, 2025 08:42
Scattered
Soman Ragavan said:
That fallen headstone is very symbolic. The person must have met rejections in his lifetime. With time even his headstone fell, face down in the mud. Thus, even after our death, we might have to face neglect, if not humiliation. IN some ways, a cremation is better. The ashes are dispersed…. With a burial, through an extraordinary coincidence, one might be buried in the very grave that held his enemy. The bones will mingle and rub against each other….
From my poem “The Gravedigger” :
“Down to their very bones, the living spurn one another :
Yonder, the bones of the dead silently rub and rot together.
The creepy crawlies vulgarly do we swat off the living :
Now, with pleasure, at leisure, on the dead be they dining.”
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October 21st, 2025 07:42
Soman Ragavan said:
That fallen headstone is very symbolic. The person must have met rejections in his lifetime. With time even his headstone fell, face down in the mud. Thus, even after our death, we might have to face neglect, if not humiliation. IN some ways, a cremation is better. The ashes are dispersed…. With a burial, through an extraordinary coincidence, one might be buried in the very grave that held his enemy. The bones will mingle and rub against each other….
From my poem “The Gravedigger” :
“Down to their very bones, the living spurn one another :
Yonder, the bones of the dead silently rub and rot together.
The creepy crawlies vulgarly do we swat off the living :
Now, with pleasure, at leisure, on the dead be they dining.”
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October 21st, 2025 07:42
A white crow on black snow
Soman Ragavan said:
One remarkable thing about crows is that they are TOTALLY black, even the feet and the beak. I read on the Internet that there was a white crow; it was an albino, a peculiarity that turns the creature white, even if others in its species are of another colour. The poor thing was rejected by its fellow crows. It must have been a terrible life for it. It kept following the others, but they pushed it away.
On the Internet I saw a calf trying to drink milk from a cow that was NOT its mother. That cow kicked it away. People rushed in and took the calf away in a van. All the calf wanted was some milk, but the cow refused. So, animals recognize skin colour.
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October 21st, 2025 07:36
Soman Ragavan said:
One remarkable thing about crows is that they are TOTALLY black, even the feet and the beak. I read on the Internet that there was a white crow; it was an albino, a peculiarity that turns the creature white, even if others in its species are of another colour. The poor thing was rejected by its fellow crows. It must have been a terrible life for it. It kept following the others, but they pushed it away.
On the Internet I saw a calf trying to drink milk from a cow that was NOT its mother. That cow kicked it away. People rushed in and took the calf away in a van. All the calf wanted was some milk, but the cow refused. So, animals recognize skin colour.
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October 21st, 2025 07:36
Scattered
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, I’ve seen how time always exhumes what’s been hidden. You frame that inevitability with grim beauty...like conscience wearing a miner’s lamp. Very well done! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 21st, 2025 07:18
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, I’ve seen how time always exhumes what’s been hidden. You frame that inevitability with grim beauty...like conscience wearing a miner’s lamp. Very well done! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 21st, 2025 07:18
Scattered
Neville said:
Some folk just don\'t seem to feel any shame, remorse or guilt whatsoever .. I\'m not sure whether they are the lucky ones because karma is always waiting in the wings & ever hungry .. If I\'m wrong, I\'ll hold my hand up and be counted .. I still think we have something here .. Neville 👍
October 21st, 2025 07:13
Neville said:
Some folk just don\'t seem to feel any shame, remorse or guilt whatsoever .. I\'m not sure whether they are the lucky ones because karma is always waiting in the wings & ever hungry .. If I\'m wrong, I\'ll hold my hand up and be counted .. I still think we have something here .. Neville 👍
October 21st, 2025 07:13
Sonnet to war
NinjaGirl said:
How truly effective is it to send teenagers to fight against each other for the gain of an elder running a country? War has never made much sense to me.
October 20th, 2025 21:05
NinjaGirl said:
How truly effective is it to send teenagers to fight against each other for the gain of an elder running a country? War has never made much sense to me.
October 20th, 2025 21:05
Sonnet to war
Keyara S Trotman said:
Lovely written my Dearest Soren, your words are always powerful and here you’ve taken your time to present something so rich. Overall the works are magnificent. 🥂👏🏻✨🤴
October 20th, 2025 20:59
Keyara S Trotman said:
Lovely written my Dearest Soren, your words are always powerful and here you’ve taken your time to present something so rich. Overall the works are magnificent. 🥂👏🏻✨🤴
October 20th, 2025 20:59
Sonnet to war
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This is conscience turned into craft. Each rhyme lands like a tolling bell….grief and fury married to form. You give the old protest sonnet new muscle, Soren. Well done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 20th, 2025 10:50
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This is conscience turned into craft. Each rhyme lands like a tolling bell….grief and fury married to form. You give the old protest sonnet new muscle, Soren. Well done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 20th, 2025 10:50
Fallen honor
Precious Chukwudi said:
I felt this one. Recognition these days is more about status than substance.
October 20th, 2025 10:35
Precious Chukwudi said:
I felt this one. Recognition these days is more about status than substance.
October 20th, 2025 10:35
Population explosion
Aman 12 said:
an allegory to remember... an utopian rat society ends in communal collapse.
October 20th, 2025 09:11
Aman 12 said:
an allegory to remember... an utopian rat society ends in communal collapse.
October 20th, 2025 09:11
Sonnet to war
Lorenz said:
In my inner padded room I no longer try to understand the workings of the clock ...
October 20th, 2025 08:04
Lorenz said:
In my inner padded room I no longer try to understand the workings of the clock ...
October 20th, 2025 08:04
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