Comments received on poems by arqios
dreams can wait
Paul Bell said:
Grab your dreams early, time waits for no man.
August 14th, 2026 08:05
Paul Bell said:
Grab your dreams early, time waits for no man.
August 14th, 2026 08:05
dreams can wait
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
the same dreams different technology, well written
August 14th, 2026 06:36
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
the same dreams different technology, well written
August 14th, 2026 06:36
dreams can wait
sorenbarrett said:
Times change, technology moves on and although the style of the car is different it still carries us to our destination. Nicely written Cryptic
August 14th, 2026 05:51
sorenbarrett said:
Times change, technology moves on and although the style of the car is different it still carries us to our destination. Nicely written Cryptic
August 14th, 2026 05:51
choices, choices
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Rik, my friend, this is hilarious and ridiculously clever. You’ve taken the existential crisis and dropped it into the most mundane possible setting…and somehow the absurdity makes the philosophy hit even harder. Loved this. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 13th, 2026 19:47
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Rik, my friend, this is hilarious and ridiculously clever. You’ve taken the existential crisis and dropped it into the most mundane possible setting…and somehow the absurdity makes the philosophy hit even harder. Loved this. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 13th, 2026 19:47
choices, choices
Kevin Hulme said:
It\'s Porridge for me every time.
And as for Sorenbarret: It\'s all round his House for Tea. 🧂🍽️🥄
A good Write.
August 13th, 2026 19:15
Kevin Hulme said:
It\'s Porridge for me every time.
And as for Sorenbarret: It\'s all round his House for Tea. 🧂🍽️🥄
A good Write.
August 13th, 2026 19:15
choices, choices
🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽 said:
Wow scintillating fantastic poem even though it was a bit difficult to know if it was just about cereal or what else. Cryptic indeed. Kudos!!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too
August 13th, 2026 07:35
🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽 said:
Wow scintillating fantastic poem even though it was a bit difficult to know if it was just about cereal or what else. Cryptic indeed. Kudos!!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too
August 13th, 2026 07:35
choices, choices
sorenbarrett said:
What a fun read my friend the allegories were well done and the rhyme added a sugar coating. I used to eat breakfast cereal but no longer now I feen upon only eggs, natural fresh bread, real butter, honey, jams and fruit with bacon and ham as well as fresh squeezed juice.
August 13th, 2026 06:54
sorenbarrett said:
What a fun read my friend the allegories were well done and the rhyme added a sugar coating. I used to eat breakfast cereal but no longer now I feen upon only eggs, natural fresh bread, real butter, honey, jams and fruit with bacon and ham as well as fresh squeezed juice.
August 13th, 2026 06:54
prescience
Goldfinch60 said:
May those dice bring peace and love to our lives Rik.
Andy
August 13th, 2026 01:14
Goldfinch60 said:
May those dice bring peace and love to our lives Rik.
Andy
August 13th, 2026 01:14
prescience
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this really got me thinking. There’s something almost merciful in not knowing what waits ahead…certainty might be far heavier to carry than uncertainty ever was. Powerful piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 12th, 2026 21:32
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this really got me thinking. There’s something almost merciful in not knowing what waits ahead…certainty might be far heavier to carry than uncertainty ever was. Powerful piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 12th, 2026 21:32
prescience
Kevin Hulme said:
When Banquo and Macbeth ask the Witches about the Future. Personally I\'d ask them for the lottery Numbers.
A good Write on the unknown.
August 12th, 2026 12:50
Kevin Hulme said:
When Banquo and Macbeth ask the Witches about the Future. Personally I\'d ask them for the lottery Numbers.
A good Write on the unknown.
August 12th, 2026 12:50
prescience
sorenbarrett said:
This poem speaks of shadows to me. It tells of those feelings we get, whether instinct or supernatural that raises goose flesh on the neck or leaves a feeling in the pit of the stomach with no real reason. Often ignored or blocked to protect ourselves from fear and an inability to act against unknown forces we pretend not to hear. Yet its rumblings are present and we await the roll of the dice. It is haunting and most relatable. It is in the cadence that there is an eerie and tentative feel yet each line follows with a knowing that in the end sense will be made of it all. If we only knew we could predict the fall of the die, but something tells us that we might not want to know. Nicely done my friend and a fave.
August 12th, 2026 05:46
sorenbarrett said:
This poem speaks of shadows to me. It tells of those feelings we get, whether instinct or supernatural that raises goose flesh on the neck or leaves a feeling in the pit of the stomach with no real reason. Often ignored or blocked to protect ourselves from fear and an inability to act against unknown forces we pretend not to hear. Yet its rumblings are present and we await the roll of the dice. It is haunting and most relatable. It is in the cadence that there is an eerie and tentative feel yet each line follows with a knowing that in the end sense will be made of it all. If we only knew we could predict the fall of the die, but something tells us that we might not want to know. Nicely done my friend and a fave.
August 12th, 2026 05:46
hellopoetry
Goldfinch60 said:
Such treu words Rik, poetry is formed in a myriad of ways.
Andy
August 12th, 2026 01:15
Goldfinch60 said:
Such treu words Rik, poetry is formed in a myriad of ways.
Andy
August 12th, 2026 01:15
hellopoetry
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, Arqios, I absolutely love this. Poetry emerging from silence, words slowly discovering one another, thoughts finally finding their voice…then the finished poem quietly entering another person and rippling outward. That captures something deeply true about why poetry matters to me. Beautiful piece, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 11th, 2026 20:34
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, Arqios, I absolutely love this. Poetry emerging from silence, words slowly discovering one another, thoughts finally finding their voice…then the finished poem quietly entering another person and rippling outward. That captures something deeply true about why poetry matters to me. Beautiful piece, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 11th, 2026 20:34
hellopoetry
Thomas W Case said:
This beautifully captures that eerie moment when a poem seems to exist before the writer actually gives it words. The final image is damn strong—the poem doesn’t knock or ask permission; it slips inside and starts beating with you.
August 11th, 2026 06:45
Thomas W Case said:
This beautifully captures that eerie moment when a poem seems to exist before the writer actually gives it words. The final image is damn strong—the poem doesn’t knock or ask permission; it slips inside and starts beating with you.
August 11th, 2026 06:45
hellopoetry
sorenbarrett said:
Very nicely said I particularly love the last stanza that feels so right. Well done my friend
August 11th, 2026 05:20
sorenbarrett said:
Very nicely said I particularly love the last stanza that feels so right. Well done my friend
August 11th, 2026 05:20
August winds
NafisaSB said:
It’s more visible in the western countries than in India but yes it does strike a chord nevertheless 🙏🏼👍
August 11th, 2026 03:41
NafisaSB said:
It’s more visible in the western countries than in India but yes it does strike a chord nevertheless 🙏🏼👍
August 11th, 2026 03:41
across the ether
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This grabbed me, arqios...especially the suggestion that our connection to existence extends in directions we haven’t yet learned how to perceive. There’s something wonderfully unsettling about imagining ourselves tethered between the dust beneath us and unread stars beyond us. Powerful and thought-provoking, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 10th, 2026 10:52
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This grabbed me, arqios...especially the suggestion that our connection to existence extends in directions we haven’t yet learned how to perceive. There’s something wonderfully unsettling about imagining ourselves tethered between the dust beneath us and unread stars beyond us. Powerful and thought-provoking, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 10th, 2026 10:52
across the ether
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
a most beautiful piece and a fav
August 10th, 2026 06:42
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
a most beautiful piece and a fav
August 10th, 2026 06:42
across the ether
sorenbarrett said:
Beautiful my friend this one captures a mood of marble polished and so nicely displayed. It is classic in the nature of its beauty. I loved it as it rolled off the tongue it feels so rich and full of meaning. This could well come from a Wordsworth or a Keats. Truly well crafted my friend and a fave
August 10th, 2026 05:30
sorenbarrett said:
Beautiful my friend this one captures a mood of marble polished and so nicely displayed. It is classic in the nature of its beauty. I loved it as it rolled off the tongue it feels so rich and full of meaning. This could well come from a Wordsworth or a Keats. Truly well crafted my friend and a fave
August 10th, 2026 05:30
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