Poems About Anxiety by Top Critiquers
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Poems about anxiety by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
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Glaxian
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:11am
Yesterday 2:11am
Hope's fires
The fires burn on the Santa Ana
It was inevitable in the night
Like a stranger in a bandanna
Bringing nature to the fight
There is no justice in the wind
Broken glass and bloody peril
Plans can break and will can bend
Chaos singing out natures carol
Uncertainty brightly riding the wind
Can you feel the future coming down
It was inevitable in the night
Like a stranger in a bandanna
Bringing nature to the fight
There is no justice in the wind
Broken glass and bloody peril
Plans can break and will can bend
Chaos singing out natures carol
Uncertainty brightly riding the wind
Can you feel the future coming down
#anxiety
#despair
#disappointment #fear
#disappointment #fear
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 2:17am
28th Dec 2024 2:17am
The Pictures of Self ...
What do you call the picture of self
My mind played my heart like a violin,
Time ticked by like an old clock’s hymn.
Standing at the edge of reason’s wall,
Where shadows rise and echoes call.
Questions dwell in unspent wells,
Is truth alive, or just the tales we tell?
As our age shapes grows and bends the arc of our frame,
We sketch and outline our self, yet never the same, at times defined while other abstracts
The picture of self oftentimes distracts.
What do you see when you gaze inside your mind, what holds the entirety of...
My mind played my heart like a violin,
Time ticked by like an old clock’s hymn.
Standing at the edge of reason’s wall,
Where shadows rise and echoes call.
Questions dwell in unspent wells,
Is truth alive, or just the tales we tell?
As our age shapes grows and bends the arc of our frame,
We sketch and outline our self, yet never the same, at times defined while other abstracts
The picture of self oftentimes distracts.
What do you see when you gaze inside your mind, what holds the entirety of...
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#philosophical
48 reads
3 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 6:03pm
18th Jun 2024 6:03pm
Unyielding
What i've woven hardly matters.
With my tapestry in tatters.
Lay in place adorned with shadow.
Await that sunlit meadow.
But the harvest cannot grow,
without one to make it sow.
With my tapestry in tatters.
Lay in place adorned with shadow.
Await that sunlit meadow.
But the harvest cannot grow,
without one to make it sow.
#anxiety
#myself
124 reads
2 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 6:06pm
31st Aug 2024 6:06pm
This Path of Uncertainty
I know this path…
This is a path I’ve walked before…
It’s a dark one with an indeterminate end.
Me, myself and I think there are some things that are just kept better quiet.
I don’t want to be quiet anymore.
I want to leave this arctic realm of realism, lower my foot into the warm bath water
of surrealism, and be home!
Here in reality, I am no one.
There in surrealism, I am someone.
I’ll raise my hand to the glass
and the figure in the reflection follows.
Then we join palms,
then a ripple in the glass.
All I...
This is a path I’ve walked before…
It’s a dark one with an indeterminate end.
Me, myself and I think there are some things that are just kept better quiet.
I don’t want to be quiet anymore.
I want to leave this arctic realm of realism, lower my foot into the warm bath water
of surrealism, and be home!
Here in reality, I am no one.
There in surrealism, I am someone.
I’ll raise my hand to the glass
and the figure in the reflection follows.
Then we join palms,
then a ripple in the glass.
All I...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
#OCD
161 reads
1 Comment
Hashman
Poem Published
16th Jan 2022 12:01pm
16th Jan 2022 12:01pm
Germs...Friend or Foe?
1 - Past Practice - We would ALL go outside and play in the dirt, roll around, make mud pies and eat them for fun. GET DIRTY, what doesn't kill ya is good for you, Go home take a bath or shower. sometimes no wash up at all...good germs, bad germs they're all around.
Friend or Foe I just don't know?
"Do The Right Thing"
2 - Recent Practice - Wash, Wash, Wash, wash away the germs with Germicide Scrub, Scrub, Scrub...scrub them all away. OH NO!!! Hold on a minute you might be using too much Germicide and you could be hurting your own natural ability to...
Friend or Foe I just don't know?
"Do The Right Thing"
2 - Recent Practice - Wash, Wash, Wash, wash away the germs with Germicide Scrub, Scrub, Scrub...scrub them all away. OH NO!!! Hold on a minute you might be using too much Germicide and you could be hurting your own natural ability to...
#anger
#anxiety
#frustration
369 reads
4 Comments
Marks
Poem Published
31st Jul 2017 7:20pm
31st Jul 2017 7:20pm
Dr Poem
Pervading presence
Intimate
Unasked
Unexpected
Loss of identity
Clear
Anxiety
Wandering ...
... Waking up to vigour and light
Spectral visitors ... Arrival
I am Dr Poem ... Joy and hope
Imaginal borders... Affective disorders
... ... ... ...
Intimate
Unasked
Unexpected
Loss of identity
Clear
Anxiety
Wandering ...
... Waking up to vigour and light
Spectral visitors ... Arrival
I am Dr Poem ... Joy and hope
Imaginal borders... Affective disorders
... ... ... ...
#anxiety
#dark
#identity
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
630 reads
4 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
29th Apr 2022 3:29pm
29th Apr 2022 3:29pm
Intimacy Blockade
Intimacy Blockade
Where to begin
When
The mascarade
Ends,
What's the use
Of pretending?
It gives
The appearance
Of everything's
Sending
That message
Of perfection all day.
When the lights
Come on
And the bar
Shuts down
And the ring
On the finger spins round,
What was the point
Of starting
This
Fling
When the darkness
Was all on the ground?
Where to begin
When
The mascarade
Ends,
What's the use
Of pretending?
It gives
The appearance
Of everything's
Sending
That message
Of perfection all day.
When the lights
Come on
And the bar
Shuts down
And the ring
On the finger spins round,
What was the point
Of starting
This
Fling
When the darkness
Was all on the ground?
#anxiety
#regret
#loneliness
#denial
#emptiness
365 reads
4 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
15th Jul 2022 9:14pm
15th Jul 2022 9:14pm
I Escaped, But Only Just - Part 13: Obstacles
It’s difficult to imagine that a few spoken sentences could have such a catastrophic effect in the long run - but that’s exactly what happened. For a while, the Jewish Youth club opened up new social opportunities. Discos. Which I enjoyed. But a group of kids came each Sunday and Thursday who had lots of money and behaved in a spoilt manner, judging others less fortunate.
My family wasn't neccessarily poor. However, we weren't affluent enough to be part of that group who flew abroad regularly in the latest designer clothes. In many ways, this didn’t bother me then. I saw enough...
My family wasn't neccessarily poor. However, we weren't affluent enough to be part of that group who flew abroad regularly in the latest designer clothes. In many ways, this didn’t bother me then. I saw enough...
#anxiety
#childhood
#memories #misunderstood
#memories #misunderstood
362 reads
8 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 2:26pm
1st Dec 2024 2:26pm
Blindness
People, young man, are stupid.
You won’t realise how stupid they are
until you understand
that you’re just as stupid as them.
You scrabble in the dark as much
when it comes to the meanings of things
as he who blamed a temple God
for his wife’s miscarriage,
and she who thinks she won’t be gay
if she’d just pray that sin away.
Or him who felt that science said
that other races must lay dead,
or anyone from dunce to polymath.
We all just wriggle in the dark
like worms fearing the child’s wrath
when its...
You won’t realise how stupid they are
until you understand
that you’re just as stupid as them.
You scrabble in the dark as much
when it comes to the meanings of things
as he who blamed a temple God
for his wife’s miscarriage,
and she who thinks she won’t be gay
if she’d just pray that sin away.
Or him who felt that science said
that other races must lay dead,
or anyone from dunce to polymath.
We all just wriggle in the dark
like worms fearing the child’s wrath
when its...
#anxiety
#atheism
#death #fear
#death #fear
92 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 9:32pm
14th Jan 2025 9:32pm
the silent parts of this conversation are invisible
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#suicide
77 reads
4 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
29th Feb 2024 00:07am
29th Feb 2024 00:07am
It's been.
Its been 3 days
I have not been stalked by my brain
And I count the hours.
I have not been stalked by my brain
And I count the hours.
#anxiety
#depression
#apathy
146 reads
6 Comments
Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 4:52pm
23rd Nov 2024 4:52pm
Time
Time is endless
The ticking sound is so faint
I can barely hear it
I'm young and naive
Surrounded by family and friends
I'm having fun
And enjoying life
Taking for granted the little things
Actually everything
Time passes by so slowly
Time is still in the distance
But I'm distracted
I'm married with my own family now
Working hard to provide
Enjoying the finer things in life
Fun activities and vacations
Even though time is moving faster
The ticking...
The ticking sound is so faint
I can barely hear it
I'm young and naive
Surrounded by family and friends
I'm having fun
And enjoying life
Taking for granted the little things
Actually everything
Time passes by so slowly
Time is still in the distance
But I'm distracted
I'm married with my own family now
Working hard to provide
Enjoying the finer things in life
Fun activities and vacations
Even though time is moving faster
The ticking...
#anxiety
91 reads
0 Comments
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