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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Dysphoria
nothing is more deadly
than slow-growing fear
when we add fear to life
(as most of us do),
experience
takes on fear’s scowl.
worry about money
smothers artistry.
fear of loss
stifles honesty.
not really wanting
to be where you are,
but afraid
to change.
nothing is more deadly
than slow-growing fear
few people live their destiny.
most follow trajectories skewed by fear.
true destiny is lived by giving everything,
loving openly here and now. ...
than slow-growing fear
when we add fear to life
(as most of us do),
experience
takes on fear’s scowl.
worry about money
smothers artistry.
fear of loss
stifles honesty.
not really wanting
to be where you are,
but afraid
to change.
nothing is more deadly
than slow-growing fear
few people live their destiny.
most follow trajectories skewed by fear.
true destiny is lived by giving everything,
loving openly here and now. ...
#LifeStruggles
#motivational
#SelfDiscovery
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Sadness fills my mind
Sadness fills my mind
In my world, no one is kind
Holding back all the tears
While no one is near
I have nobody to talk to
I just have nothing to do
Anger fills my mind
In my world no one can find
Crying in my head
While people wish i was dead
Happiness never fills my mind
In my world I hide behind
I wish I had somebody to talk to
I wish I had something to do
I just want to say my goodbye
I know people...
In my world, no one is kind
Holding back all the tears
While no one is near
I have nobody to talk to
I just have nothing to do
Anger fills my mind
In my world no one can find
Crying in my head
While people wish i was dead
Happiness never fills my mind
In my world I hide behind
I wish I had somebody to talk to
I wish I had something to do
I just want to say my goodbye
I know people...
#sadness
#depression
#LifeStruggles
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No Words
There are many occurrences
that there exist no words for.
They bludgeon and defy describing.
Wandering, unexplained feelings,.
and their plaguing dealings with your thoughts.
They find crevices in my wordless voids.
Where I am still hunted and haunted
by the words unheard.
Unformed.
If there is no actual word was the feeling even born.
Things fall deeper than the final depth of the heart.
An explanation is bone barren,
than my emptiest cartilage caverns.
When a hawk circles, there exist no birds.
It's ok, if...
that there exist no words for.
They bludgeon and defy describing.
Wandering, unexplained feelings,.
and their plaguing dealings with your thoughts.
They find crevices in my wordless voids.
Where I am still hunted and haunted
by the words unheard.
Unformed.
If there is no actual word was the feeling even born.
Things fall deeper than the final depth of the heart.
An explanation is bone barren,
than my emptiest cartilage caverns.
When a hawk circles, there exist no birds.
It's ok, if...
#LifeStruggles
#emotions
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Juicy Fighter
what are you waiting for?
Come on, go fight...
if life only gives you lemons
squeeze them into other people's eyes...
Come on, go fight...
if life only gives you lemons
squeeze them into other people's eyes...
#courage
#LifeStruggles
#SelfDiscovery
#rebellion
#wisdom
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Ode To Misery
I’m a stone in a world of flowers
the curious call of moors,
the old crow language
of wings circling
their ancient dead
peat bodies rotting beneath the weight
of seventies murder. The swaying
New Romantics surrendering to the dark.
I am grey beaches in homeless overcoats,
banshees of Tudor shipwrecks
shaking bone rattles in violent storms.
I am poverty
and steel
and recklessness
an IRA wound on a city wall; coal crowns
of Thatcherite rule haloing unforgiving
stomachs of shoeless...
the curious call of moors,
the old crow language
of wings circling
their ancient dead
peat bodies rotting beneath the weight
of seventies murder. The swaying
New Romantics surrendering to the dark.
I am grey beaches in homeless overcoats,
banshees of Tudor shipwrecks
shaking bone rattles in violent storms.
I am poverty
and steel
and recklessness
an IRA wound on a city wall; coal crowns
of Thatcherite rule haloing unforgiving
stomachs of shoeless...
#grief
#LifeStruggles
#ghosts
#despair
#Britain
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Re-Turn...To Eden
Rain..poured down
Sensing there was a draught
I needed to somehow About Face
Find a way to retrace my steps
Sift through muddied Sand
Recover lost Bones
Hone and Honor God's gifts
Upset the Apple-cart
As a Dust-Crafted Man Created
Apart from.....
Sensing there was a draught
I needed to somehow About Face
Find a way to retrace my steps
Sift through muddied Sand
Recover lost Bones
Hone and Honor God's gifts
Upset the Apple-cart
As a Dust-Crafted Man Created
Apart from.....
#LifeStruggles
#God
#learning
#philosophical
#prayer
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The Prayer
#sadness
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#despair
#prayer
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For Hire-one seat seeking bums.
On a packed train,heaving bodies,stand face-to-face, facing the taste of breath,of each squashed up,sweet smelly bodies. On their way to slave work.
Every seat was taken.
Except,
For the one next to me.
No-one seemed to want to sit down.
At every stop,each passenger that boarded,
first looked at me,
then at the vacant seat.
Their bodies contorted,rigamortise
I began to wonder if it was me.
With my inquisitive broad nose.
(Inherited from my family.)
I delicately,With stealth like precision, ...
Every seat was taken.
Except,
For the one next to me.
No-one seemed to want to sit down.
At every stop,each passenger that boarded,
first looked at me,
then at the vacant seat.
Their bodies contorted,rigamortise
I began to wonder if it was me.
With my inquisitive broad nose.
(Inherited from my family.)
I delicately,With stealth like precision, ...
#rejection
#LifeStruggles
#ignorance
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Messenger
The likes of no one draw near
Times of change, a growing fear
Upon the ocean my dreams all died
Ever since the full moon rises the tide
Watching the world precisely through my lens
Famine & Poverty will never end
Times of change, a growing fear
Upon the ocean my dreams all died
Ever since the full moon rises the tide
Watching the world precisely through my lens
Famine & Poverty will never end
#LifeStruggles
#pollution
#water
#rhyming
#poverty
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Bullshit
Why is fake news?
Called fake news?
In the good ole' days
'We' used a more direct approach
It was simply called bullshit
And was oft used as a pronoun
Normally associated with certain individuals
Known for speaking untruths, aka lies
Such as 'bullshit Bob' etc
I did know someone
Who called themselves bullshit Dave
Or whatever his name was
But i kind of respected him for that
For his honesty
About his dishonesty
But then again
Maybe he was bullshitting
About being a bullshitter
Nice...
Called fake news?
In the good ole' days
'We' used a more direct approach
It was simply called bullshit
And was oft used as a pronoun
Normally associated with certain individuals
Known for speaking untruths, aka lies
Such as 'bullshit Bob' etc
I did know someone
Who called themselves bullshit Dave
Or whatever his name was
But i kind of respected him for that
For his honesty
About his dishonesty
But then again
Maybe he was bullshitting
About being a bullshitter
Nice...
#politics
#LifeStruggles
#honesty #deception
#honesty #deception
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Daze Dreaming
You can try & scream for change
Higher officials suck
Day to day life drains you dry
Nobody gives two fucks!
Professional Castigation
A disbelieving eye
Drug Free America won’t occur
Supply & demand until you die
People here are dazed
Epidemic of handling life
Drunk to remember tomorrow
Buried five feet under tonight
Higher officials suck
Day to day life drains you dry
Nobody gives two fucks!
Professional Castigation
A disbelieving eye
Drug Free America won’t occur
Supply & demand until you die
People here are dazed
Epidemic of handling life
Drunk to remember tomorrow
Buried five feet under tonight
#politics
#LifeStruggles
#alcohol
#drugs
#ignorance
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MAD (5-7-5 Senryu Acrostic)
Mutually
Mad
Assured
sanity
lost
Destruction
Certain
by Jemia
Mad
Assured
sanity
lost
Destruction
Certain
by Jemia
#war
#LifeStruggles
#LifeChangingMoment
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