Poems about Life Struggles
#LifeStruggles
Poems about life when things get tough, with difficult decisions to make or feeling like life is falling apart. Here you will find a range of life struggles expressed through poetry.
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The Great Escape Chapter 21, Part 6 of 8

#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
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The Great Escape Chapter 21, Part 5 of 8

#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
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Dancing Flame
When I'm out in the day my shadow follows me
when I'm out at night I follow my shadow
when there's no light I make it
when there's no dark I recreate it
my heart beats to the unfamiliar
my face smiles at the wild
the path is not right or left
nor forward or backward
the aura is hot ice and a cold June
laying by water I speak fiery words to an ostrich
it catches wind finally and cause things to go up in smoke.
when I'm out at night I follow my shadow
when there's no light I make it
when there's no dark I recreate it
my heart beats to the unfamiliar
my face smiles at the wild
the path is not right or left
nor forward or backward
the aura is hot ice and a cold June
laying by water I speak fiery words to an ostrich
it catches wind finally and cause things to go up in smoke.
#CallToAction
#LifeStruggles
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The Great Escape Chapter 21, Part 4 of 8

#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
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Walls And Doors
Behind close doors 🚪 who really knows what goes on behind those close doors🚪in the dark 🌑 mist of darkness 🕳️ LIKE a hole in the floor. 🤔 It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️. What I wrote may create visions of memories, to someone who has or have been face to face, within this kind of a mental stimulation of the mind, and thoughts in situations during the course of there life. Which becomes in embedded in the deepest, part of the mind and heart ❤️ THAT goes...
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#secrets
#StreamOfConsciousness
#suffering
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Univocalic (I): Gym Tricks
I spy its sign:
'MISSISSIPPI GYM. TRY GYM TRICKS!
Bring drink; bring gym kit'.
I think I'll visit it!
I spy kids sprinting, flipping, twisting!
In pink, girl child swings;
high flight; flippy twist; stick!
First trick: I climb.
I swing—
skin rips!
I try rings.
Cling, swing; fix limbs still.
Flip... SIT!
Sigh.
I'm trying!
This fit kid sprints;
sticks his skills;
shifts his limbs;
flick, twist.
I might try twisting.
I sprint. I twist my hips.
PING! In pit.
Sprint, twist, spring, twist! ...
'MISSISSIPPI GYM. TRY GYM TRICKS!
Bring drink; bring gym kit'.
I think I'll visit it!
I spy kids sprinting, flipping, twisting!
In pink, girl child swings;
high flight; flippy twist; stick!
First trick: I climb.
I swing—
skin rips!
I try rings.
Cling, swing; fix limbs still.
Flip... SIT!
Sigh.
I'm trying!
This fit kid sprints;
sticks his skills;
shifts his limbs;
flick, twist.
I might try twisting.
I sprint. I twist my hips.
PING! In pit.
Sprint, twist, spring, twist! ...
#LifeStruggles
#sports
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reframed
do not regret
or mourn a
broken heart
it's life's way of
reminding you
that you actually
gave a shit about
someone or something
or mourn a
broken heart
it's life's way of
reminding you
that you actually
gave a shit about
someone or something
#LifeStruggles
#misunderstood
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the quality of mercy
❝The quality of mercy is not strained.
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It is twice blessed:
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.❞
—William Shakespeare
would you be cruel to a wounded fawn?
would you shame still a bruised or broken reed?
would punish you a penitential lamb?
or trample on its path a struggling seed?
has callousness all mercy swept from you,
all pity clean repealed from hope's purview?
would you the hungry...
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It is twice blessed:
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.❞
—William Shakespeare
would you be cruel to a wounded fawn?
would you shame still a bruised or broken reed?
would punish you a penitential lamb?
or trample on its path a struggling seed?
has callousness all mercy swept from you,
all pity clean repealed from hope's purview?
would you the hungry...
#inequality
#kindness
#LifeStruggles
#oppression
#poverty
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Red Clay
Not so much a poem as venting out loud
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Spent years here, I don't know, probably years too long
Things haven't always gone well, but never went too wrong
Things change, times change, nothing stays the same
And over the years I've culled over the remains
Progress has come for me at last with its cut down trees
Bulldozed, scraped raw, red clay swathes that bleed
Signs: 1.5, 9, 6 acres for sale popping up everywhere
Don't know how much longer I'll be here
Business park, subdivisions, a hospital coming and
Always...
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Spent years here, I don't know, probably years too long
Things haven't always gone well, but never went too wrong
Things change, times change, nothing stays the same
And over the years I've culled over the remains
Progress has come for me at last with its cut down trees
Bulldozed, scraped raw, red clay swathes that bleed
Signs: 1.5, 9, 6 acres for sale popping up everywhere
Don't know how much longer I'll be here
Business park, subdivisions, a hospital coming and
Always...
#environment
#LifeStruggles
#myself
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The Great Escape Chapter 21, Part 1 of 8

#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
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Wake Up
Wake up; there's no warmth in the morning
Wake up; just the cold on my skin
No love; just the echoes of the silence
No hand ever reaching within
Wake up; is there anyone who's listening?
Wake up; I’ve been crying without sound
Oh love; I have begged beneath the ruins
Still no soul is ever around
Alone; alone... no one’s coming
Alone; alone... just the rain
Alone; alone.... can you hear it?
The sound of a world gone vain.
Wake up; see the riches getting richer
Wake up; while we’re sleeping in pain
No love;...
Wake up; just the cold on my skin
No love; just the echoes of the silence
No hand ever reaching within
Wake up; is there anyone who's listening?
Wake up; I’ve been crying without sound
Oh love; I have begged beneath the ruins
Still no soul is ever around
Alone; alone... no one’s coming
Alone; alone... just the rain
Alone; alone.... can you hear it?
The sound of a world gone vain.
Wake up; see the riches getting richer
Wake up; while we’re sleeping in pain
No love;...
#HumanRights
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#motivational
#TruthOfLife
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The Great Escape Chapter 21, Part 3 of 8

#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
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