Poems About Anxiety Seeking Friendly Advice
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oskar
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 7:34pm
2nd Feb 2025 7:34pm
the tarrifs
The Tariffs
here we go again, in a strong country where most workers are not unionized, but the rich are and the working class has to pay for the wealthy’s expenses, this time in the form of tariffs those who have the business of production can reduce the local market’s cost, but they will not instead, they will jack up their prices because we live in a free society where the lower order has little influence to demand better pay
There will be demonstrations against hard times, the strikers will be vilified as enemies of freedom, thrown into jail on fake charges, and called...
here we go again, in a strong country where most workers are not unionized, but the rich are and the working class has to pay for the wealthy’s expenses, this time in the form of tariffs those who have the business of production can reduce the local market’s cost, but they will not instead, they will jack up their prices because we live in a free society where the lower order has little influence to demand better pay
There will be demonstrations against hard times, the strikers will be vilified as enemies of freedom, thrown into jail on fake charges, and called...
#anger
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#confusion
#denial
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Maple666
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 8:59am
1st Feb 2025 8:59am
FACE
The many dimensions and aspects of a face of the human kind
Walking a path than can trip you at times when the terrain is the nitty gritty stuff. Rocks instead of grass and you fall on your arse and sink down past tree roots and shoots of daffodils that felt like hope.
You are on a downward trajectory and you feel that life has choked out all your funny quips and jokes and smoothed your laughter lines but left an anxiety riddled complexion and a nervous tic and a mind jacked on steroids flexing the muscles of ruminating.
It has left you feeling like you are...
Walking a path than can trip you at times when the terrain is the nitty gritty stuff. Rocks instead of grass and you fall on your arse and sink down past tree roots and shoots of daffodils that felt like hope.
You are on a downward trajectory and you feel that life has choked out all your funny quips and jokes and smoothed your laughter lines but left an anxiety riddled complexion and a nervous tic and a mind jacked on steroids flexing the muscles of ruminating.
It has left you feeling like you are...
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet
#confusion
#disappointment
28 reads
2 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 3:17pm
31st Jan 2025 3:17pm
The NO Sign
Tired
is telling yourself no
but knowing you have to say yes
and so you carry on
Exhausted
is hearing the word NO
screaming at you
but turning down the volume
carrying on your duties
ignoring the shouting
though you hear it
every minute
of every day
Beyond exhausted
is tripping over the word NO
bruising yourself all over
getting up,
carrying on your daily routine
Running head first
into the NO sign
as it smashes you in the face
breaking your nose
and bloodying your mouth ...
is telling yourself no
but knowing you have to say yes
and so you carry on
Exhausted
is hearing the word NO
screaming at you
but turning down the volume
carrying on your duties
ignoring the shouting
though you hear it
every minute
of every day
Beyond exhausted
is tripping over the word NO
bruising yourself all over
getting up,
carrying on your daily routine
Running head first
into the NO sign
as it smashes you in the face
breaking your nose
and bloodying your mouth ...
#anxiety
#despair
#FeelingLost
53 reads
4 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 4:49pm
29th Jan 2025 4:49pm
The Great Escape Chapter 17, Part 4 of 8
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
31 reads
2 Comments
Da_kwesta
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 9:43am
28th Jan 2025 9:43am
Rotting Brothers in the Congo Jungle
They sent our brothers into a war
not ours to fight, not ours to win,
into a jungle that whispers screams
where shadows swallow names.
A place where the earth drinks blood,
the soil too tired to weep anymore,
and the trees grow twisted with grief,
branches like arms that can’t hold them.
Mothers’ prayers travel miles,
but the wind is cruel—it drops them
in the dust of forgotten roads,
never reaching their sons’ ears.
Their bodies lie in a foreign tongue,
their bones writing poetry the world won’t read. ...
not ours to fight, not ours to win,
into a jungle that whispers screams
where shadows swallow names.
A place where the earth drinks blood,
the soil too tired to weep anymore,
and the trees grow twisted with grief,
branches like arms that can’t hold them.
Mothers’ prayers travel miles,
but the wind is cruel—it drops them
in the dust of forgotten roads,
never reaching their sons’ ears.
Their bodies lie in a foreign tongue,
their bones writing poetry the world won’t read. ...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#grief
#heartbroken
64 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 6:33pm
27th Jan 2025 6:33pm
the charade
The Charade
A wealthy man dressed up as a poor guy walked into a bank to see the employees' reaction naturally it was predictable, that the rich man found it upsetting and gave us a lecture that everyone is equal
If the poor guy had a twenty-dollar bill in his pocket if that was true the last thing he would do was go into a bank, the likelihood is he would buy a burger, with chips and drink a few beers, feeling good
When a wealthy person pretends to be poor To put himself as a good guy, he knows nothing about poverty; he can go back to being rich again and the poor...
A wealthy man dressed up as a poor guy walked into a bank to see the employees' reaction naturally it was predictable, that the rich man found it upsetting and gave us a lecture that everyone is equal
If the poor guy had a twenty-dollar bill in his pocket if that was true the last thing he would do was go into a bank, the likelihood is he would buy a burger, with chips and drink a few beers, feeling good
When a wealthy person pretends to be poor To put himself as a good guy, he knows nothing about poverty; he can go back to being rich again and the poor...
#anger
#anxiety
#confusion #denial
#confusion #denial
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missjem56
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 2:38pm
27th Jan 2025 2:38pm
Seeds Of Doubt
These seeds of doubt
Were planted
Everywhere!
Including
Window boxes
And hanging baskets!
Come the harvest
Doubt had flourished
Resulting in bumper crops
It was later suggested
That there was not one individual
Who didn't feel doubtful
So no-one doubted the seeds of doubt
by Jemia
Were planted
Everywhere!
Including
Window boxes
And hanging baskets!
Come the harvest
Doubt had flourished
Resulting in bumper crops
It was later suggested
That there was not one individual
Who didn't feel doubtful
So no-one doubted the seeds of doubt
by Jemia
#anxiety
#despair
#LifeStruggles #philosophical
#LifeStruggles #philosophical
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oskar
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 4:35pm
26th Jan 2025 4:35pm
the diabetes fraud
The diabetes Fraud
On Der Spiegel today I read that a solution to diabetes had been discovered, the article showed a serious medical staff breaking out
In jubilation, followed by happy patients
The reason it was not made official was because the big pharma would shut it down
Hang on!
I remember having read the same article 5 years ago about a rare plant in Peru that in powder and taken before bed would cure Diabetes
A spoonful of this stuff a day will surely keep Doctors away
The rare plant from a hidden valley in Peru now
In liquid form are costly,...
On Der Spiegel today I read that a solution to diabetes had been discovered, the article showed a serious medical staff breaking out
In jubilation, followed by happy patients
The reason it was not made official was because the big pharma would shut it down
Hang on!
I remember having read the same article 5 years ago about a rare plant in Peru that in powder and taken before bed would cure Diabetes
A spoonful of this stuff a day will surely keep Doctors away
The rare plant from a hidden valley in Peru now
In liquid form are costly,...
#anger
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#boredom
#confusion
32 reads
0 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 3:40pm
26th Jan 2025 3:40pm
The Great Escape Chapter 17, Part 3 of 8
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
29 reads
2 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 2:54pm
23rd Jan 2025 2:54pm
Ms Prose
The most disturbing slums
With many problems
About to face my clone
An open street I stood alone
Bounded by earlier defeat
Loud and clear I need not repeat
When the only thing that pops into the mind
Is also something you've to write
By so doing..
I got seduced by a beautiful maiden, who called herself Ms Prose..
We tied the knot in a shocking narrative of instant rise and fall..
I dialled it rang she picked and hang
Deliberately, she went missing my single most important call.. ...
With many problems
About to face my clone
An open street I stood alone
Bounded by earlier defeat
Loud and clear I need not repeat
When the only thing that pops into the mind
Is also something you've to write
By so doing..
I got seduced by a beautiful maiden, who called herself Ms Prose..
We tied the knot in a shocking narrative of instant rise and fall..
I dialled it rang she picked and hang
Deliberately, she went missing my single most important call.. ...
#anxiety
121 reads
12 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 6:05pm
22nd Jan 2025 6:05pm
The Great Escape Chapter 17, Part 2 of 8
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
42 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 12:29pm
22nd Jan 2025 12:29pm
Haunted Shores
Dark obsidian tapestry ebb and flow
of an infinite sea whispering
on haunted ancient shores
Now ashes in dreams of cold bones
with a bottle of kerosene dreaming
of empty promises and echoes
With Soliloquio's lingering scent embracing
infinity of obsidian tapestry's currents
and aphrodisiac
Naked and frail decadent obscenity
with a fragrance of La Brea Tarpits
and memories screaming
Burning edges rising from a shadow
of kerosene dreaming
on haunted ancient shores
of an infinite sea whispering
on haunted ancient shores
Now ashes in dreams of cold bones
with a bottle of kerosene dreaming
of empty promises and echoes
With Soliloquio's lingering scent embracing
infinity of obsidian tapestry's currents
and aphrodisiac
Naked and frail decadent obscenity
with a fragrance of La Brea Tarpits
and memories screaming
Burning edges rising from a shadow
of kerosene dreaming
on haunted ancient shores
#anxiety
#erotic
122 reads
4 Comments
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