Comments received on poems by delusions
Foreign Pain.
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a compelling tension between wanting to become better and realizing you can’t do that without becoming unfamiliar to yourself. The final “I wasn’t paying attention” is the strongest turn—it suggests transformation isn’t always invention, but finally noticing the person and world that were there all along.
August 30th, 2026 06:39
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a compelling tension between wanting to become better and realizing you can’t do that without becoming unfamiliar to yourself. The final “I wasn’t paying attention” is the strongest turn—it suggests transformation isn’t always invention, but finally noticing the person and world that were there all along.
August 30th, 2026 06:39
Foreign Pain.
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this hit me deeply. Becoming disconnected from yourself while still choosing to continue is such a painful and courageous experience. The gradual return of awareness brings quiet hope without pretending everything is resolved. Beautiful, vulnerable work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️
August 28th, 2026 17:33
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this hit me deeply. Becoming disconnected from yourself while still choosing to continue is such a painful and courageous experience. The gradual return of awareness brings quiet hope without pretending everything is resolved. Beautiful, vulnerable work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️
August 28th, 2026 17:33
Foreign Pain.
sorenbarrett said:
A poetic realization and in it an enlightenment. Sometimes we don\'t notice things for a reason. Nicely written my friend
August 28th, 2026 04:24
sorenbarrett said:
A poetic realization and in it an enlightenment. Sometimes we don\'t notice things for a reason. Nicely written my friend
August 28th, 2026 04:24
What if we could change this world today?
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, what a thoughtful piece. The desire to move humanity forward is powerful, but our conflicting definitions make the way incredibly difficult to navigate. I wrestle with that tension often...and you capture it beautifully here. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 27th, 2026 16:01
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, what a thoughtful piece. The desire to move humanity forward is powerful, but our conflicting definitions make the way incredibly difficult to navigate. I wrestle with that tension often...and you capture it beautifully here. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 27th, 2026 16:01
What if we could change this world today?
sorenbarrett said:
An existential journey in this poem. Nicely written.
August 27th, 2026 03:47
sorenbarrett said:
An existential journey in this poem. Nicely written.
August 27th, 2026 03:47
To Thee, My Heart.
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this is beautifully romantic. The classical voice gives it the quality of an old love letter...patient, intimate, and reverent. I know how separation magnifies every memory, and you captured that experience beautifully, delusions. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 25th, 2026 18:53
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this is beautifully romantic. The classical voice gives it the quality of an old love letter...patient, intimate, and reverent. I know how separation magnifies every memory, and you captured that experience beautifully, delusions. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 25th, 2026 18:53
To Thee, My Heart.
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn old-world romantic ache here, full of longing, distance, and devotion, and the archaic diction gives it a deliberate, almost Shakespearean glow. It’s earnest and beautifully sentimental, though the emotional territory stays pretty consistently in the same register from beginning to end.
August 25th, 2026 06:56
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn old-world romantic ache here, full of longing, distance, and devotion, and the archaic diction gives it a deliberate, almost Shakespearean glow. It’s earnest and beautifully sentimental, though the emotional territory stays pretty consistently in the same register from beginning to end.
August 25th, 2026 06:56
To Thee, My Heart.
sorenbarrett said:
This is a beautiful ode so well worded. The wording reminiscent of classic writes both in meter and in rhyme scheme. It is a formal declaration of love and passion for another. a fave
August 25th, 2026 04:36
sorenbarrett said:
This is a beautiful ode so well worded. The wording reminiscent of classic writes both in meter and in rhyme scheme. It is a formal declaration of love and passion for another. a fave
August 25th, 2026 04:36
The World forgot it\'s shape.
𑣲┆cursed ˚.⋆ֹ said:
hihi I helped wwriting this : P
August 25th, 2026 04:12
𑣲┆cursed ˚.⋆ֹ said:
hihi I helped wwriting this : P
August 25th, 2026 04:12
To Thee, My Heart.
𑣲┆cursed ˚.⋆ֹ said:
I\'m genuinely crying rn. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH WTF? I didn\'t think that a day so bitter could get this sweet just by reading a poem written by the LOML FOR ME???? (The poem is absolutely peak btw thank you sososososoososososososososo much)
August 25th, 2026 04:10
𑣲┆cursed ˚.⋆ֹ said:
I\'m genuinely crying rn. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH WTF? I didn\'t think that a day so bitter could get this sweet just by reading a poem written by the LOML FOR ME???? (The poem is absolutely peak btw thank you sososososoososososososososo much)
August 25th, 2026 04:10
If I have to ask.
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this hit me deeply. Wanting someone to recognize your inner life without having to beg for their attention is such a quiet and devastating ache. Powerful piece. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 24th, 2026 08:06
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this hit me deeply. Wanting someone to recognize your inner life without having to beg for their attention is such a quiet and devastating ache. Powerful piece. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 24th, 2026 08:06
If I have to ask.
sorenbarrett said:
We all have secret rooms and here I hear an invitation to visit. A lovely write and with good metaphor
August 24th, 2026 04:32
sorenbarrett said:
We all have secret rooms and here I hear an invitation to visit. A lovely write and with good metaphor
August 24th, 2026 04:32
The Mouth of Meaning
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn unsettling intelligence running through this, especially the recurring imagery of mouths, teeth, hunger, and consumption. “I had forgotten I was eating myself” is viciously good, and the final line leaves the whole poem hanging open like the wound it describes.
August 23rd, 2026 07:22
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn unsettling intelligence running through this, especially the recurring imagery of mouths, teeth, hunger, and consumption. “I had forgotten I was eating myself” is viciously good, and the final line leaves the whole poem hanging open like the wound it describes.
August 23rd, 2026 07:22
A Faint Recollection of Home
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What an extraordinary poem, delusions! The endless architecture feels like memory attempting to reconstruct a home from incomplete pieces. The figure returning the speaker’s wave is chilling, but the decision to continue wandering cuts even deeper. Sometimes the place that feels most intimately familiar is precisely the place to which we can never return. Brilliant work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 21st, 2026 10:07
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What an extraordinary poem, delusions! The endless architecture feels like memory attempting to reconstruct a home from incomplete pieces. The figure returning the speaker’s wave is chilling, but the decision to continue wandering cuts even deeper. Sometimes the place that feels most intimately familiar is precisely the place to which we can never return. Brilliant work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 21st, 2026 10:07
A Faint Recollection of Home
Paul Bell said:
They always say you should never revisit a place, the memories always distort.
Yet sometimes you need to, maybe for closure.
Always found myself that it never worked.
August 21st, 2026 06:42
Paul Bell said:
They always say you should never revisit a place, the memories always distort.
Yet sometimes you need to, maybe for closure.
Always found myself that it never worked.
August 21st, 2026 06:42
A Faint Recollection of Home
sorenbarrett said:
Haunting a surreal dream of a familiar place but not real although it feels real. Here one wanders but is never at home. Well written with numerous symbols of the spiritual. Heaven, hell, spirits all have a part here. Well done
August 21st, 2026 04:25
sorenbarrett said:
Haunting a surreal dream of a familiar place but not real although it feels real. Here one wanders but is never at home. Well written with numerous symbols of the spiritual. Heaven, hell, spirits all have a part here. Well done
August 21st, 2026 04:25
Intervals.
sorenbarrett said:
Deeply revealing and open. This poem paints the feeling of being exhibited naked and numb with all of oneself calcified. Nicely written
August 20th, 2026 03:50
sorenbarrett said:
Deeply revealing and open. This poem paints the feeling of being exhibited naked and numb with all of oneself calcified. Nicely written
August 20th, 2026 03:50
The Age that took our purpose.
sorenbarrett said:
Deeply metaphoric this poem personifies the shadows. Indeed the second stanza has deep meaning. Yes the harvest is the given meaning of life to most. I love the concept of a gold cage for progress for that fits so well my concept of technology and its gilded comforts that trap us. The final stanza speaks of immortality but paired with a feeling of it being traded for a feeling of purposelessness. I have always said if offered the choice between a long life of misery or no purpose or a short one of purpose and joy I would take the latter. Quality over quantity for me. Very nicely written and a fave
August 19th, 2026 04:34
sorenbarrett said:
Deeply metaphoric this poem personifies the shadows. Indeed the second stanza has deep meaning. Yes the harvest is the given meaning of life to most. I love the concept of a gold cage for progress for that fits so well my concept of technology and its gilded comforts that trap us. The final stanza speaks of immortality but paired with a feeling of it being traded for a feeling of purposelessness. I have always said if offered the choice between a long life of misery or no purpose or a short one of purpose and joy I would take the latter. Quality over quantity for me. Very nicely written and a fave
August 19th, 2026 04:34
The World forgot it\'s shape.
Thomas W Case said:
This has a bleak, damn hypnotic atmosphere, with the collapsing city and fermenting yesterday making the whole world feel trapped in decay. The final line hits hard—it turns the poem from an apocalyptic scene into a brutal question about whether repetition is really living.
August 18th, 2026 07:03
Thomas W Case said:
This has a bleak, damn hypnotic atmosphere, with the collapsing city and fermenting yesterday making the whole world feel trapped in decay. The final line hits hard—it turns the poem from an apocalyptic scene into a brutal question about whether repetition is really living.
August 18th, 2026 07:03
The World forgot it\'s shape.
sorenbarrett said:
There is a feeling of purposelessness in this world where the past sours and one is isolated and not heard. Meaningless repetition leads to nowhere a treadmill where one finds oneself always in the same place. I like the fifth stanza that states this so well. Here the stone audience has no interest in listening less still understanding. No one hears the siren. Out of this rubble we call life we see the hoax but call it life too because others do and anything else they would not understand. A deep and dark write.
August 18th, 2026 04:10
sorenbarrett said:
There is a feeling of purposelessness in this world where the past sours and one is isolated and not heard. Meaningless repetition leads to nowhere a treadmill where one finds oneself always in the same place. I like the fifth stanza that states this so well. Here the stone audience has no interest in listening less still understanding. No one hears the siren. Out of this rubble we call life we see the hoax but call it life too because others do and anything else they would not understand. A deep and dark write.
August 18th, 2026 04:10
The Mouth of Meaning
sorenbarrett said:
Creative, this poem sees life as a wound open and raw. One can feel such wounds if suffering is our purpose. A thought provoking write.
August 17th, 2026 04:08
sorenbarrett said:
Creative, this poem sees life as a wound open and raw. One can feel such wounds if suffering is our purpose. A thought provoking write.
August 17th, 2026 04:08
Mordlust
sorenbarrett said:
There is deterioration in this write, corruption and rot returned to earth not mistaken but true. Well done
August 16th, 2026 07:45
sorenbarrett said:
There is deterioration in this write, corruption and rot returned to earth not mistaken but true. Well done
August 16th, 2026 07:45
Read Me.
sorenbarrett said:
So many offer this courtesy in hopes that the other will return the favor but I will tell you from experience that it happens about one in four. But the wonder is that the more one reads the more one understands and the more one enjoys it for its own sake until one is reading for oneself again and it doesn\'t matter whether others read yours or not. You glean from what you read. A very nice poem with a bit of self insight. Lovely
August 14th, 2026 04:56
sorenbarrett said:
So many offer this courtesy in hopes that the other will return the favor but I will tell you from experience that it happens about one in four. But the wonder is that the more one reads the more one understands and the more one enjoys it for its own sake until one is reading for oneself again and it doesn\'t matter whether others read yours or not. You glean from what you read. A very nice poem with a bit of self insight. Lovely
August 14th, 2026 04:56
Corporate World
sorenbarrett said:
A great metaphor here or maybe an allegory. Nicely written it flows well to the last line.
August 13th, 2026 04:32
sorenbarrett said:
A great metaphor here or maybe an allegory. Nicely written it flows well to the last line.
August 13th, 2026 04:32
Suicide Culture.
Katharina Haberl said:
Thank you for understanding my feelings. ❤️
August 13th, 2026 04:23
Katharina Haberl said:
Thank you for understanding my feelings. ❤️
August 13th, 2026 04:23
Suicide Culture.
Lorenz said:
The problem in Austria is that we only have a choice between the ectoplasms of Sissi ,Hitler and Dr Freud .
August 12th, 2026 09:43
Lorenz said:
The problem in Austria is that we only have a choice between the ectoplasms of Sissi ,Hitler and Dr Freud .
August 12th, 2026 09:43
Suicide Culture.
Paul Bell said:
Strange how work leads to thoughts of suicide.
You are not being stimulated in your job the psychologist would say.
I usually just think of killing people at work, cheers me up no end.
August 12th, 2026 08:21
Paul Bell said:
Strange how work leads to thoughts of suicide.
You are not being stimulated in your job the psychologist would say.
I usually just think of killing people at work, cheers me up no end.
August 12th, 2026 08:21
Suicide Culture.
sorenbarrett said:
This poem has a sadness a feeling of not belonging and as with a blue sky blue hair may lead to purple if mixed in blood. Well written
August 12th, 2026 08:17
sorenbarrett said:
This poem has a sadness a feeling of not belonging and as with a blue sky blue hair may lead to purple if mixed in blood. Well written
August 12th, 2026 08:17
