Poems About Life Struggles Seeking Honest Critique
#LifeStruggles
Poems about life struggles seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 2:53am
5th Jan 2025 2:53am
Missed Opportunity
She first saw him at the mall buying clothes.
He noticed her the first day of school.
She liked his hair and smile. He thought, she doesn't hang in cliques...cool! Smart and pretty!
They were both new students.
They had no classes together.
They passed sometimes in the hall.
Omg, his cologne! Dreamy!
I wish I had the nerve to talk to her!
Day, weeks, and months passed by...
they graduated. He heard she got married.
He married a girl from church.
Years went by, and they thought of
each other as a regret for a...
He noticed her the first day of school.
She liked his hair and smile. He thought, she doesn't hang in cliques...cool! Smart and pretty!
They were both new students.
They had no classes together.
They passed sometimes in the hall.
Omg, his cologne! Dreamy!
I wish I had the nerve to talk to her!
Day, weeks, and months passed by...
they graduated. He heard she got married.
He married a girl from church.
Years went by, and they thought of
each other as a regret for a...
#LifeStruggles
#regret
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 9:27pm
4th Jan 2025 9:27pm
We All Have Pride
5,000 years of wind and rain
So much time to dream
Equal faces, burning eyes
Our smiles have the same gleam
8,000 miles of rivers
Like a song within the mountain
Wherever you do come from
The elderly still dream of a fountain
Same blood, same race
The future is in our hand
Holding tight, while moving forward
Equal we shall stand
Same tears, same pain
We've been suffering for far too long
It will stay in our hearts forever
Fight till death, as our souls mourn
So much time to dream
Equal faces, burning eyes
Our smiles have the same gleam
8,000 miles of rivers
Like a song within the mountain
Wherever you do come from
The elderly still dream of a fountain
Same blood, same race
The future is in our hand
Holding tight, while moving forward
Equal we shall stand
Same tears, same pain
We've been suffering for far too long
It will stay in our hearts forever
Fight till death, as our souls mourn
#LifeStruggles
#SelfWorth
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10 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 6:49pm
4th Jan 2025 6:49pm
He worked hard for his money...
The fatigue shows in his eyes...
He worked 16 straight hours...again.
He loves her and provides for her.
She is his everything!
His breathing is labored at times.
He thinks he is coming down with a cold.
He can't miss work. Too many bills!
He can't afford to miss work!
The job is strenuous. He is not young.
He runs a temp. Again, the probable cold!
He is sweating and needs a cool drink.
There wasn't much time today to hydrate.
His body hurts. Overwork or age?
He swallows another handful of asprin.
Aspirin...
He worked 16 straight hours...again.
He loves her and provides for her.
She is his everything!
His breathing is labored at times.
He thinks he is coming down with a cold.
He can't miss work. Too many bills!
He can't afford to miss work!
The job is strenuous. He is not young.
He runs a temp. Again, the probable cold!
He is sweating and needs a cool drink.
There wasn't much time today to hydrate.
His body hurts. Overwork or age?
He swallows another handful of asprin.
Aspirin...
#hurt
#illness
#LifeStruggles
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2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 2:11am
3rd Jan 2025 2:11am
By The Side ...
A cry unheard beneath the sky
The world moves on, it does not see
I stop, though fear says pass him by
His hand outstretched, a muted sigh
His face a mask of frailty
A cry unheard beneath the sky
The shadows whisper, "Let him lie"
Yet something deeper beckons me
I stop, though fear says pass him by
The crowd ignores, their glances dry
Their steps a rhythm, cold and free
A cry unheard beneath the sky
I kneel, though fear says I might die
His wounds, a testament of plea
I stop,...
The world moves on, it does not see
I stop, though fear says pass him by
His hand outstretched, a muted sigh
His face a mask of frailty
A cry unheard beneath the sky
The shadows whisper, "Let him lie"
Yet something deeper beckons me
I stop, though fear says pass him by
The crowd ignores, their glances dry
Their steps a rhythm, cold and free
A cry unheard beneath the sky
I kneel, though fear says I might die
His wounds, a testament of plea
I stop,...
#LifeStruggles
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 12:34pm
2nd Jan 2025 12:34pm
Look Out!
Fear is an addiction,
A debilitating disease!
Best that you control it
Or it will bring you to your knees
People become addicted to fear
Fear is a puppeteer!
Fear will minimize your goals
Fear will weigh down your soul
Fear's tongue is covered with shards of broken glass
It will lick your brain to shreds, lay you flat on your ass!
A debilitating disease!
Best that you control it
Or it will bring you to your knees
People become addicted to fear
Fear is a puppeteer!
Fear will minimize your goals
Fear will weigh down your soul
Fear's tongue is covered with shards of broken glass
It will lick your brain to shreds, lay you flat on your ass!
#anxiety
#fear
#LifeStruggles #motivational
#LifeStruggles #motivational
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20 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 4:49am
2nd Jan 2025 4:49am
blue sun of an indifferent life
what good is the sky
to a falcon with one
wing
or Mozart to the deaf
let the flowers gather
into garlands of tears
what good is it to live
on the tenth floor if
you can't dangle from
the window ledge every now
and then to test your courage
the human heart holds
loss as close as a mother
cradling a new borne infant
the sun shines blue
the hours become wasted
like a serpent devouring it's
own tail ...
to a falcon with one
wing
or Mozart to the deaf
let the flowers gather
into garlands of tears
what good is it to live
on the tenth floor if
you can't dangle from
the window ledge every now
and then to test your courage
the human heart holds
loss as close as a mother
cradling a new borne infant
the sun shines blue
the hours become wasted
like a serpent devouring it's
own tail ...
#bittersweet
#LifeStruggles
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9 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 7:04pm
1st Jan 2025 7:04pm
Drain
You say it again, “You don’t love me,”
etching it into existence, carving it into stone.
The wall I once thought I had torn down,
you build it anew, brick by brick,
fortifying the distance between us.
We were once so steady, so alive with laughter,
but the light in your eyes flickers and fades.
Should I stay? I wonder,
as you drain my spirit,
leaving me hollow, weary from the fight.
It feels as though you thrive on breaking me,
pulling strength from my exhaustion.
I beg you to stop—
I don’t want to fight anymore, ...
etching it into existence, carving it into stone.
The wall I once thought I had torn down,
you build it anew, brick by brick,
fortifying the distance between us.
We were once so steady, so alive with laughter,
but the light in your eyes flickers and fades.
Should I stay? I wonder,
as you drain my spirit,
leaving me hollow, weary from the fight.
It feels as though you thrive on breaking me,
pulling strength from my exhaustion.
I beg you to stop—
I don’t want to fight anymore, ...
#anxiety
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#sadness
#suffering
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Kementic1
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 6:37pm
31st Dec 2024 6:37pm
A Coronation
A 90 Million Dollar Scheme
A thin skinned con man's wet dream
With Sycophants that will kiss his ring and @ss
while dining on Pheasant under glass
There will be bowing and boot licking
while plotting against the left and on them tricking
Men in tux's and women in ball gowns
waiting for 1/21st for Trump to release the hounds
The 1% will celebrate in this way
awaiting another big payday
The poor and middle class
will wait to see which programs DOGE will slash
On Twitter there will be many...
A thin skinned con man's wet dream
With Sycophants that will kiss his ring and @ss
while dining on Pheasant under glass
There will be bowing and boot licking
while plotting against the left and on them tricking
Men in tux's and women in ball gowns
waiting for 1/21st for Trump to release the hounds
The 1% will celebrate in this way
awaiting another big payday
The poor and middle class
will wait to see which programs DOGE will slash
On Twitter there will be many...
#corruption
#inequality
#LifeStruggles
#politics
#power
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1 Comment
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 5:50am
29th Dec 2024 5:50am
The walk home...
There's a cool breeze...
chilling me to the bone...
it's gonna rain tonight...
I'm walking home cause -
I've only pennies in my pocket.
I just want my lumpy bed.
Severe weather just ahead.
I know the way all too well.
I've walked these streets...
...for a long long time...
to just the edge of the ghetto -
at the start of rampant crime!
I'll sleep good tonight...
If I make it home.
I've got a pack of ramen...
and some cheese crackers...
waiting home patiently...for me.
...where i wanna be... ...
chilling me to the bone...
it's gonna rain tonight...
I'm walking home cause -
I've only pennies in my pocket.
I just want my lumpy bed.
Severe weather just ahead.
I know the way all too well.
I've walked these streets...
...for a long long time...
to just the edge of the ghetto -
at the start of rampant crime!
I'll sleep good tonight...
If I make it home.
I've got a pack of ramen...
and some cheese crackers...
waiting home patiently...for me.
...where i wanna be... ...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
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5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
27th Dec 2024 12:19pm
27th Dec 2024 12:19pm
In Death's Shoes
Everything has meaning
Everything is meaningful
Everything is meaningless
Everything is mean
It all makes sense
It's all bullshit
Death fucks love in the neck
Death makes me see the end
At the beginning of everything
Death makes me want to sleep
Death is a relief
Death is a release
Death is my master and inspiration
A good boss
A good reason to live
A great reason to die
Death is the only thing I know
That doesn't need an excuse
Death doesn't lie
Death is an equal opportunity destroyer
Carpe...
Everything is meaningful
Everything is meaningless
Everything is mean
It all makes sense
It's all bullshit
Death fucks love in the neck
Death makes me see the end
At the beginning of everything
Death makes me want to sleep
Death is a relief
Death is a release
Death is my master and inspiration
A good boss
A good reason to live
A great reason to die
Death is the only thing I know
That doesn't need an excuse
Death doesn't lie
Death is an equal opportunity destroyer
Carpe...
#dark
#death
#LifeStruggles #philosophical
#LifeStruggles #philosophical
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 3:28am
26th Dec 2024 3:28am
When the tears fall silently
For sure through the process of life someone else, may walk into your life, 💕 leaving an impressive place in your own thoughts. Wondering if this is the one with insight and a spiritual soul of there heart. 💖 FOR sure it's gonna make you smile, yet you wonder could this be really real, or just more of the same mind games 😤 that so many still like to play. 🤔 To leave you alone and broken, like a shattered glass of broken pieces, 😭 THAT will never heal as those memories of the past, behind you have you feeling trap in ways that becomes, completely...
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#LifeStruggles
#StreamOfConsciousness
#uplifting
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 1:21am
24th Dec 2024 1:21am
Sessions Part 1
Memory distorts
Memory heals
Memory contorts
Memory steals
Not all memories comforts
The whole morning went by in a blur. The two couples I had sessions with had been challenging lately. Whenever I felt that they have moved forward on a particular topic, one of them would bring up something from the past that reverts the whole situation backward. ...
Memory heals
Memory contorts
Memory steals
Not all memories comforts
The whole morning went by in a blur. The two couples I had sessions with had been challenging lately. Whenever I felt that they have moved forward on a particular topic, one of them would bring up something from the past that reverts the whole situation backward. ...
#LifeStruggles
#vulnerability
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6 Comments
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