Poems About Life Struggles Published by Members Recently Online
#LifeStruggles
Poems about life struggles published by members recently online.
The truth will unfold
Undeniably, shadows consume the sky.
Inescapably the stars dim and die.
Uncharacteristically, whispers turn to screams.
Disproportionately hope fractures dreams.
Incomprehensibly, the world twists to decay.
Unexceptionally time drifts away.
Individualistically, souls stand alone.
Irresponsibly they carve from stone.
Unintentionally, paths to ruin align.
Uncompromisingly darkness claims what’s mine.
Inescapably the stars dim and die.
Uncharacteristically, whispers turn to screams.
Disproportionately hope fractures dreams.
Incomprehensibly, the world twists to decay.
Unexceptionally time drifts away.
Individualistically, souls stand alone.
Irresponsibly they carve from stone.
Unintentionally, paths to ruin align.
Uncompromisingly darkness claims what’s mine.
#honesty
#LifeStruggles
#mirror
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
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3 Comments
The truth will unfold
Undeniably, shadows consume the sky.
Inescapably the stars dim and die.
Uncharacteristically, whispers turn to screams.
Disproportionately hope fractures dreams.
Incomprehensibly, the world twists to decay.
Unexceptionally time drifts away.
Individualistically, souls stand alone.
Irresponsibly they carve from stone.
Unintentionally, paths to ruin align.
Uncompromisingly darkness claims what’s mine.
Inescapably the stars dim and die.
Uncharacteristically, whispers turn to screams.
Disproportionately hope fractures dreams.
Incomprehensibly, the world twists to decay.
Unexceptionally time drifts away.
Individualistically, souls stand alone.
Irresponsibly they carve from stone.
Unintentionally, paths to ruin align.
Uncompromisingly darkness claims what’s mine.
#honesty
#LifeStruggles
#mirror
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
23 reads
3 Comments
The truth will unfold
Undeniably, shadows consume the sky.
Inescapably the stars dim and die.
Uncharacteristically, whispers turn to screams.
Disproportionately hope fractures dreams.
Incomprehensibly, the world twists to decay.
Unexceptionally time drifts away.
Individualistically, souls stand alone.
Irresponsibly they carve from stone.
Unintentionally, paths to ruin align.
Uncompromisingly darkness claims what’s mine.
Inescapably the stars dim and die.
Uncharacteristically, whispers turn to screams.
Disproportionately hope fractures dreams.
Incomprehensibly, the world twists to decay.
Unexceptionally time drifts away.
Individualistically, souls stand alone.
Irresponsibly they carve from stone.
Unintentionally, paths to ruin align.
Uncompromisingly darkness claims what’s mine.
#honesty
#LifeStruggles
#mirror
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
23 reads
3 Comments
Hope
I'm stuck
an old shirt in the lost and found
a traumatized dog kept in a pound
or a bird behind some black prison bars
no, I'm just a human with too many scars
one day perhaps I might escape
with special magic wand and cape
to paradise no price to pay
if I don't die before that day
an old shirt in the lost and found
a traumatized dog kept in a pound
or a bird behind some black prison bars
no, I'm just a human with too many scars
one day perhaps I might escape
with special magic wand and cape
to paradise no price to pay
if I don't die before that day
#LifeStruggles
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I cant cry anymore.
I cant cry anymore.
Used to cry a lot.
Tears flowed.
Monetarily release.
Still the pain persisted.
Like a living hell.
Depression.
The doctors said.
Desperately I took the pills.
Pharmacological I concurred.
Each round of pills, different effects.
Seeing things in a diff perspective.
Round & round so many times.
Losing count, how many cycles.
Depression eased.
Unable to cry.
Other side effects as well.
Much less of me.
I found art or art found me.
An identity felt i acquired.
Someone once...
Used to cry a lot.
Tears flowed.
Monetarily release.
Still the pain persisted.
Like a living hell.
Depression.
The doctors said.
Desperately I took the pills.
Pharmacological I concurred.
Each round of pills, different effects.
Seeing things in a diff perspective.
Round & round so many times.
Losing count, how many cycles.
Depression eased.
Unable to cry.
Other side effects as well.
Much less of me.
I found art or art found me.
An identity felt i acquired.
Someone once...
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
#MovingOn
121 reads
3 Comments
I cant cry anymore.
I cant cry anymore.
Used to cry a lot.
Tears flowed.
Monetarily release.
Still the pain persisted.
Like a living hell.
Depression.
The doctors said.
Desperately I took the pills.
Pharmacological I concurred.
Each round of pills, different effects.
Seeing things in a diff perspective.
Round & round so many times.
Losing count, how many cycles.
Depression eased.
Unable to cry.
Other side effects as well.
Much less of me.
I found art or art found me.
An identity felt i acquired.
Someone once...
Used to cry a lot.
Tears flowed.
Monetarily release.
Still the pain persisted.
Like a living hell.
Depression.
The doctors said.
Desperately I took the pills.
Pharmacological I concurred.
Each round of pills, different effects.
Seeing things in a diff perspective.
Round & round so many times.
Losing count, how many cycles.
Depression eased.
Unable to cry.
Other side effects as well.
Much less of me.
I found art or art found me.
An identity felt i acquired.
Someone once...
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
#MovingOn
121 reads
3 Comments
I cant cry anymore.
I cant cry anymore.
Used to cry a lot.
Tears flowed.
Monetarily release.
Still the pain persisted.
Like a living hell.
Depression.
The doctors said.
Desperately I took the pills.
Pharmacological I concurred.
Each round of pills, different effects.
Seeing things in a diff perspective.
Round & round so many times.
Losing count, how many cycles.
Depression eased.
Unable to cry.
Other side effects as well.
Much less of me.
I found art or art found me.
An identity felt i acquired.
Someone once...
Used to cry a lot.
Tears flowed.
Monetarily release.
Still the pain persisted.
Like a living hell.
Depression.
The doctors said.
Desperately I took the pills.
Pharmacological I concurred.
Each round of pills, different effects.
Seeing things in a diff perspective.
Round & round so many times.
Losing count, how many cycles.
Depression eased.
Unable to cry.
Other side effects as well.
Much less of me.
I found art or art found me.
An identity felt i acquired.
Someone once...
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
#MovingOn
121 reads
3 Comments
I'll see you at the top
Another place perhaps,
some other time
where warriors tend a floral soul
though poems don't always rhyme
A precipice of pain awaits
and so begins the climb
for healing is not an instant gift
it happens over time
Birdsong though beautiful
can break a climber's heart
and those of us that tread this path
know it's difficult to start
So those along this journey
smell the roses but never stop
for one day when the climb is through
I'll see you at the top
some other time
where warriors tend a floral soul
though poems don't always rhyme
A precipice of pain awaits
and so begins the climb
for healing is not an instant gift
it happens over time
Birdsong though beautiful
can break a climber's heart
and those of us that tread this path
know it's difficult to start
So those along this journey
smell the roses but never stop
for one day when the climb is through
I'll see you at the top
#LifeStruggles
#love
#SelfDiscovery
19 reads
4 Comments
I'll see you at the top
Another place perhaps,
some other time
where warriors tend a floral soul
though poems don't always rhyme
A precipice of pain awaits
and so begins the climb
for healing is not an instant gift
it happens over time
Birdsong though beautiful
can break a climber's heart
and those of us that tread this path
know it's difficult to start
So those along this journey
smell the roses but never stop
for one day when the climb is through
I'll see you at the top
some other time
where warriors tend a floral soul
though poems don't always rhyme
A precipice of pain awaits
and so begins the climb
for healing is not an instant gift
it happens over time
Birdsong though beautiful
can break a climber's heart
and those of us that tread this path
know it's difficult to start
So those along this journey
smell the roses but never stop
for one day when the climb is through
I'll see you at the top
#LifeStruggles
#love
#SelfDiscovery
19 reads
4 Comments
I'll see you at the top
Another place perhaps,
some other time
where warriors tend a floral soul
though poems don't always rhyme
A precipice of pain awaits
and so begins the climb
for healing is not an instant gift
it happens over time
Birdsong though beautiful
can break a climber's heart
and those of us that tread this path
know it's difficult to start
So those along this journey
smell the roses but never stop
for one day when the climb is through
I'll see you at the top
some other time
where warriors tend a floral soul
though poems don't always rhyme
A precipice of pain awaits
and so begins the climb
for healing is not an instant gift
it happens over time
Birdsong though beautiful
can break a climber's heart
and those of us that tread this path
know it's difficult to start
So those along this journey
smell the roses but never stop
for one day when the climb is through
I'll see you at the top
#LifeStruggles
#love
#SelfDiscovery
19 reads
4 Comments
When you down and out
How many of us remember these great words from a popular song, that nobody wants you when you are down and out.😞 For sure those words hold true to life, for how many of us have been in that kind of situation, when life situations have you feeling like that nobody wants you around 🤔 YET when you was up on your grind coming up it's funny, how they want you around, to get help with their own situations whether it's a conversation or in caring words or it's cash or a helping hand. 🤨 But yet they remember your name and the helping hand, you done for them when they needed...
#dialogue
#LifeStruggles
#metaphor
#sadness
#StreamOfConsciousness
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0 Comments
When you down and out
How many of us remember these great words from a popular song, that nobody wants you when you are down and out.😞 For sure those words hold true to life, for how many of us have been in that kind of situation, when life situations have you feeling like that nobody wants you around 🤔 YET when you was up on your grind coming up it's funny, how they want you around, to get help with their own situations whether it's a conversation or in caring words or it's cash or a helping hand. 🤨 But yet they remember your name and the helping hand, you done for them when they needed...
#dialogue
#LifeStruggles
#metaphor
#sadness
#StreamOfConsciousness
42 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Life Struggles Published by Members Recently Online