Poems About Life Struggles Seeking Friendly Advice
#LifeStruggles
Poems about life struggles seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
2 in the morning
Down the road I heard it;
One
Two
Three
Four
shots fired on the east side.
They go ignored
until a man shows up
at the emergency room
with his 16-year-old son,
shot to death as a passenger
by stray bullets;
they were going to get ice cream at McDonald's.
One
Two
Three
Four
shots fired on the east side.
They go ignored
until a man shows up
at the emergency room
with his 16-year-old son,
shot to death as a passenger
by stray bullets;
they were going to get ice cream at McDonald's.
#LifeStruggles
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rearview reflections
funny how sometimes I look back at events in my life
it's like watching a movie on the big screen
thinking...shit...that was really me
it shouldn't be so surprising...
I was there...but was I really...
I guess that's up for debate
at the time I was so focused on survival
didn't occur to think of it as traumatic
flashes of the past blasting into my conscious
who even knows what caused it
standing in the parking lot of an old wig shop
a location chosen because it was so ridiculously random
suitcase at my feet & 4 year old...
it's like watching a movie on the big screen
thinking...shit...that was really me
it shouldn't be so surprising...
I was there...but was I really...
I guess that's up for debate
at the time I was so focused on survival
didn't occur to think of it as traumatic
flashes of the past blasting into my conscious
who even knows what caused it
standing in the parking lot of an old wig shop
a location chosen because it was so ridiculously random
suitcase at my feet & 4 year old...
#motherhood
#LifeStruggles
#confessional #memories
#confessional #memories
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There's Blood on your hands
There's a knife in my heart or maybe my back
I can't really tell which way the attack
I'm bleeding, it's flowing, it's all over my hands
I'm trying to apply pressure so that I can stand
But it's hard to hold the blood and the pain
When all I feel is the betrayal coursing through my veins
It's pouring, it's leaking, I can't stop the hurt
I try to mask it with smiles, hoping maybe these feelings convert.
Standing in my blood as it covers the floor
They just look at me smiling, I can't take anymore
The pain is too much, the cut is...
I can't really tell which way the attack
I'm bleeding, it's flowing, it's all over my hands
I'm trying to apply pressure so that I can stand
But it's hard to hold the blood and the pain
When all I feel is the betrayal coursing through my veins
It's pouring, it's leaking, I can't stop the hurt
I try to mask it with smiles, hoping maybe these feelings convert.
Standing in my blood as it covers the floor
They just look at me smiling, I can't take anymore
The pain is too much, the cut is...
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#betrayal
#LifeStruggles
#despair
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The Hermitage
As i enter the lost mountain of my mind
Searching out the caverns, i left behind
Seeking the cave, in which i once dwelt
Sighing in sadness, at a misery, long felt
I sense my extinction, slowly drawing near
Yet i can only weep, one lonely solitary tear
It kisses my face, then falls to the earth
Laden with a sadness, carried since birth
Lost in bewilderment, as to why i was born
Antiquated memories, of which i still mourn
It's been a long, long, lone distant while
Near forgotten, since the last time i smiled
Hollow...
Searching out the caverns, i left behind
Seeking the cave, in which i once dwelt
Sighing in sadness, at a misery, long felt
I sense my extinction, slowly drawing near
Yet i can only weep, one lonely solitary tear
It kisses my face, then falls to the earth
Laden with a sadness, carried since birth
Lost in bewilderment, as to why i was born
Antiquated memories, of which i still mourn
It's been a long, long, lone distant while
Near forgotten, since the last time i smiled
Hollow...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle #philosophical
#LifeCycle #philosophical
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Hermetic Occlusion
Hermetic occlusion.
Conjecture, intrusion.
Symmetric congruence.
Perspective, inclusion.
Prolepsis induces.
Momentous, affluent.
Aesthetics alluded.
Synthetic, inhuman.
Effective illusion.
Incessant, exclusive.
Agenda seduces.
Incentive, obtrusion.
Engendered amusement.
Tremendous, abusive.
Eclectic preclusion.
Endeavor, disunion.
Assessment preluded.
Dilemma, attunement.
Demented delusion.
Exemplar, confusion.
Rebellious infusion.
Relentless, refuted. ...
Conjecture, intrusion.
Symmetric congruence.
Perspective, inclusion.
Prolepsis induces.
Momentous, affluent.
Aesthetics alluded.
Synthetic, inhuman.
Effective illusion.
Incessant, exclusive.
Agenda seduces.
Incentive, obtrusion.
Engendered amusement.
Tremendous, abusive.
Eclectic preclusion.
Endeavor, disunion.
Assessment preluded.
Dilemma, attunement.
Demented delusion.
Exemplar, confusion.
Rebellious infusion.
Relentless, refuted. ...
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#rhyming
#metaphor
#morality
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Peace then until
I miss it
the sense of rhythm
a hint of purpose
that poetry helped describe
it never mattered if I
were good or bad
or if my thoughts were
deep or small
as words flowed
from an unknown
and crystalized by being right
I became .... more than I am
which in all honesty
is true for all that rhyme
and offers a bond
though tenuous at best
letting words seep into our soul
and then it's gone
in the blink of an eye
unable to write
or feel complete
I miss it
even though
I'm not sure what ...
the sense of rhythm
a hint of purpose
that poetry helped describe
it never mattered if I
were good or bad
or if my thoughts were
deep or small
as words flowed
from an unknown
and crystalized by being right
I became .... more than I am
which in all honesty
is true for all that rhyme
and offers a bond
though tenuous at best
letting words seep into our soul
and then it's gone
in the blink of an eye
unable to write
or feel complete
I miss it
even though
I'm not sure what ...
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#acceptance
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Open cast Mining
This earth moving machinery
rattles and clangs through its rude day,
scraping away ancient scenery
and my childhood along the way
exposing coal under the clay.
The drone behind this high pitched whine
indifferent to the changes wrought
worms and casts aside my past times
for preciousness its master sought,
which drifts like smoke away to nought.
This droning drags on through the years
the desolation is complete
and fruitless now the ground sprouts tears
watching the spread of new concrete
to hide the black that...
rattles and clangs through its rude day,
scraping away ancient scenery
and my childhood along the way
exposing coal under the clay.
The drone behind this high pitched whine
indifferent to the changes wrought
worms and casts aside my past times
for preciousness its master sought,
which drifts like smoke away to nought.
This droning drags on through the years
the desolation is complete
and fruitless now the ground sprouts tears
watching the spread of new concrete
to hide the black that...
#LifeStruggles
#environment
#pollution
#rhyming
#greed
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Woman – The Guardian of Existence
Like blossoms cradled in celestial palms,
We, with love and empathy, harmonize the world's psalms.
Enveloping humanity in an eternal dance,
We, the inspirations of existence, enhance.
In life's tug-of-war, a compelling ballet,
Instances of loss and descent come into play.
Yet, amidst the folds of such circumstance,
We, unyielding, radiate smiles and resilience.
We, with love and empathy, harmonize the world's psalms.
Enveloping humanity in an eternal dance,
We, the inspirations of existence, enhance.
In life's tug-of-war, a compelling ballet,
Instances of loss and descent come into play.
Yet, amidst the folds of such circumstance,
We, unyielding, radiate smiles and resilience.
#love
#women
#LifeStruggles
#feminism
#admiration
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cooling embers
souls bared into unrelenting night
blue tides sweeping
unapologetic
across surface of unmarred white
on & on went the bleeding
unabated...unnoticed...unseen
into the keeping of sacred spiral
a purging
chrysalis emerging
untouched
and the world brightened
and grew
sparks shimmering
teasing newborn eyes
testing wings never before tried
and they flew
one among many
glimmers in the dark
brilliant in beauty & in light
but one by one the embers dimmed
as warmth failed... ...
blue tides sweeping
unapologetic
across surface of unmarred white
on & on went the bleeding
unabated...unnoticed...unseen
into the keeping of sacred spiral
a purging
chrysalis emerging
untouched
and the world brightened
and grew
sparks shimmering
teasing newborn eyes
testing wings never before tried
and they flew
one among many
glimmers in the dark
brilliant in beauty & in light
but one by one the embers dimmed
as warmth failed... ...
#depression
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
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Idealization
I see the world ending
And I keep on pretending
To have plans for the future like you
Maybe it’s the snow
Or the self-hatred I sow
That makes it look like its not worth pulling through
I try to think forward
There’s fog, mist, and mortar
I couldn’t save myself a cent if I tried
I found an old letter
From myself from when I was better
It said, “Sorry I didn’t meet you before I died”
Oh, smoke in trees
Are you a sign or just a...
And I keep on pretending
To have plans for the future like you
Maybe it’s the snow
Or the self-hatred I sow
That makes it look like its not worth pulling through
I try to think forward
There’s fog, mist, and mortar
I couldn’t save myself a cent if I tried
I found an old letter
From myself from when I was better
It said, “Sorry I didn’t meet you before I died”
Oh, smoke in trees
Are you a sign or just a...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#shame
#FeelingLost
#apathy
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Inner Child
I am as a child lost in the forest
walking under the scary sounds
of rustling leaves without the light
the sounds as ghosts floating around
I cringe fearful as the woods whispers
as if they are sharing secrets
with unseen scary night creatures
that only walk in the dark of night
I feel like I stumble on a fairy ring
when the moon shines through brightly
the beauty around me seems to sing
dancing around with happy glee
I say a prayer for the child
lost within the age of mine
walking under the scary sounds
of rustling leaves without the light
the sounds as ghosts floating around
I cringe fearful as the woods whispers
as if they are sharing secrets
with unseen scary night creatures
that only walk in the dark of night
I feel like I stumble on a fairy ring
when the moon shines through brightly
the beauty around me seems to sing
dancing around with happy glee
I say a prayer for the child
lost within the age of mine
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
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Different Shades of Grey
Have you felt the depths of your mind,
Its changing clime, a rhythm you find?
Realized it harbors a cycle within,
Accepted the unplanned scenes it spins.
In imaginations, we strive to align,
Yet different and sublime, unique in design.
We fight to stay in a perceived prime,
Let it flow, blend, a unity in time.
No need to battle, embrace the core,
Let differences fade, we're alike, evermore.
Accept the symphony, the shared uproar,
In the vast landscape, our unity we explore.
Its changing clime, a rhythm you find?
Realized it harbors a cycle within,
Accepted the unplanned scenes it spins.
In imaginations, we strive to align,
Yet different and sublime, unique in design.
We fight to stay in a perceived prime,
Let it flow, blend, a unity in time.
No need to battle, embrace the core,
Let differences fade, we're alike, evermore.
Accept the symphony, the shared uproar,
In the vast landscape, our unity we explore.
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#CallToAction
#philosophical
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DU Poetry : Poems About Life Struggles Seeking Friendly Advice