This season is getting intense. Nice rhythm to this
Favorite
“Not knowing if I’m the receiver or the one that is giving

But I feel more violated with every day that I’m living,

Wow, I felt this. Very powerful write.

No one every really wins at war. It is just useless devastation and loss of lives.
This is an impressive portrait showing that.
And no one really survives. Even the survivors suffer so much mental and emotional loss.
j.

Powerfully penned, Keith. The casualties of war extend farther than those who gave their life, others are scarred physically and mentally for the rest of their existence. With Governments that discard them, after they’ve been broken by war. Sad but true my friend. Incredible write. Appreciate you.

Damian

Tremendous work. RiGHT ON MAN.

Welcome back

Great! Happy to see you here. Big hug.

hi Keith this is very honest❤

If they were Krispy Kreme, I might understand the urge. But wow, Vol, this is so upfront and in your face, I think it
simply broke the mirror.
j.

Powerfully penned, Keith. Great write my friend, you still bring it. Appreciate you.

Damian

This is a hard hitting piece that tells more about the state of the relationship than about the outer appearance of this woman. If he looked at her with the eyes of love, everything about her from the messy hair to the stained dressing gown would appear beautiful to him. He would only see her inner beauty. But between the couple you describe there isn’t much love anymore.
Perfectly observed and put into words, dear Keith! Xoxo

Kinda felt that way about my first husband. I have referred to him as Fat Boy and tiny-dick. Worst was that despite being nearly 400 lbs (I always say 600) and having a “stub” – he cheated! Add in the violence and threats…I wished for him to die.
It took 20 years after I left but he’s gone!

DAMN! I believe you mentioned “fat boy” & “tiny dick” in a few of your writes. Appreciate the feedback, always!

Well, Damn, the reiteration of Go look in the mirror is a banger. People generally do not see what they become until they are forced to. Keith very, very open write

Great message. Unfortunately I’m in a bit of a pissy mood with people these days. Wish we could all just not judge.

Great ink

Yes, I can see the late night musings in this cuz. Love the message

Easier said than done, my friend. Still.. all we can do is our best – to live and let live. When my trust, belief and love take a hit I will remember to revisit this write. Inspiring message, thank you for the share.

Clay

Fantastic work. Good message.

I’ve always tried to hold the words “you don’t know” in the back of my mind with others. You don’t know their story, you don’t know how far they’ve fallen or how far they’ve come. You just don’t know, so don’t judge. I’ve always felt differences were beautiful. It’s what adds texture to humanity. Another fantastic write, my friend

Very much enjoyed .. Neville

You never know the truths behind someones personality. Message is clear & optimistic. Well done Damian.

Our differences spice up and beautify our lives. They offer a wonderful opportunity to learn more about this world and all its varieties.
Even if it is about the topic you absolutely don’t agree, don’t judge or hate. This makes the situation even worse. Try to stay open-minded and compassionate instead and your mind will be free to find the best solution.
An awesome and brilliantly written poem, dear Damien!

A beautiful and insistent plea for universal acceptance. Its rhythmic, repeated structure powerfully drives home the message that true connection requires us to simply “judge not” those who are different. Resonates in every line and leaves a quiet, lasting impact.