Poems About Apathy Seeking Friendly Advice
#apathy
Poems about apathy seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
oskar
Poem Published
Today 10:03am
Today 10:03am
rat catcher
Rat Catcher
I feel repulsed when he is near, I ought to have compassion
for this cripple, a twisted foot. an arm that does not
function as it should a beggar with scabby skin, eyes as black
as looking into the dark side of the wishing moon
this is not a man you can be kind to, the more you give him
the more he hats you and wishes you an early death.
His diversion is to follow funeral processions, but not into
the cemetery, no one wants him there
I have wondered why I dislike this cripple so much it must
be a memory of my childhood ...
I feel repulsed when he is near, I ought to have compassion
for this cripple, a twisted foot. an arm that does not
function as it should a beggar with scabby skin, eyes as black
as looking into the dark side of the wishing moon
this is not a man you can be kind to, the more you give him
the more he hats you and wishes you an early death.
His diversion is to follow funeral processions, but not into
the cemetery, no one wants him there
I have wondered why I dislike this cripple so much it must
be a memory of my childhood ...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet
#boredom
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Thedeadinme
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 6:18pm
16th Apr 2024 6:18pm
And Still They Laugh
Oh, what dispair
The voices cull the booze
Liver exposed to toxins
As their words echo over in my mind
She is my freind
I ought not
My mind escapes me
Deeper down the hole I go
And they fill it filth
We share a womb
In the atrocities of the world
We are one
Forgone and broken
Still they scream
Stronger now
I lay the maiden down to sleep
Wrapped in crimson delights
Did I dream it?
The voices mock me
Is that her?
Lingering deep down within
More booze for my aches
I sit and wait ...
The voices cull the booze
Liver exposed to toxins
As their words echo over in my mind
She is my freind
I ought not
My mind escapes me
Deeper down the hole I go
And they fill it filth
We share a womb
In the atrocities of the world
We are one
Forgone and broken
Still they scream
Stronger now
I lay the maiden down to sleep
Wrapped in crimson delights
Did I dream it?
The voices mock me
Is that her?
Lingering deep down within
More booze for my aches
I sit and wait ...
#MentalHealth
#denial
#apathy
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Maple666
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 4:03pm
16th Apr 2024 4:03pm
Comfort Blanket.
A bird was never meant to inhabit a cage. It was given wings to for a reason to spread them and fly freely dipping in and out of the clouds in the sky. That is forsaken in time as the bird accepts its situation with the fleecy attributes of a comfort blanket. Now the bird has forgotten his aerodynamic inclinations and now has no inkling to try and that’s how easy it is. To slide into circumstances, you would have never contemplated let alone live by.
#confusion
#despair
#apathy
#boredom
#fear
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oskar
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 11:06am
16th Apr 2024 11:06am
famous literature
Famous literature?
This Saturday, like many others, I got up late
it was almost ten, my hands trembled,
low blood sugar
I can live with diabetes while keeping the balance
watching what I eat and drink
Last night, fed up with the fake news on TV
where politicians spoke about how bad Russia was and
their undying love for Ukraine while secretly longing
for the days before the North Stream
was blown
up by the Americans, helped by the Norwegian Navy
Jens Stoltenberg, the General sec, A Norwegian
is nothing but an...
This Saturday, like many others, I got up late
it was almost ten, my hands trembled,
low blood sugar
I can live with diabetes while keeping the balance
watching what I eat and drink
Last night, fed up with the fake news on TV
where politicians spoke about how bad Russia was and
their undying love for Ukraine while secretly longing
for the days before the North Stream
was blown
up by the Americans, helped by the Norwegian Navy
Jens Stoltenberg, the General sec, A Norwegian
is nothing but an...
#anxiety
#confusion
#apathy
#boredom
#bittersweet
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APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 10:19pm
14th Apr 2024 10:19pm
Becoming Homeless
love died that night
working late
16 walking home at two
seriously didn't have a clue
that no one gave a fuck
slept in some bushes
freezing
curled up
just a cat nap
then kept moving
got home after four
mom had gone out you see
fucking a beau
"I didn't realize you had no way home"
a fucking lie to hide the guilt
I was on my own
the night love cried
after that it didn't much matter
where I lived or died
working late
16 walking home at two
seriously didn't have a clue
that no one gave a fuck
slept in some bushes
freezing
curled up
just a cat nap
then kept moving
got home after four
mom had gone out you see
fucking a beau
"I didn't realize you had no way home"
a fucking lie to hide the guilt
I was on my own
the night love cried
after that it didn't much matter
where I lived or died
#identity
#SelfReflection
#emptiness
#apathy
#SelfWorth
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Maple666
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 7:59pm
14th Apr 2024 7:59pm
Self Sabotaging
Yes, is always her no she is back to front in all her ways. Hurt to many times with the obstacle course of love. She can’t jump high enough or be small enough to duck under the fence to meet you at the gate. Opening it always feels like it’s going to be another mistake although she hasn’t even stepped one foot in effort or belief. She just stands while everyone else has completed the challenge and on their way.
No will make nobody stay and it is a defence mechanism fought back in the day when she was torn to pieces a bit of her here and there and she never found the strength and...
No will make nobody stay and it is a defence mechanism fought back in the day when she was torn to pieces a bit of her here and there and she never found the strength and...
#anger
#regret
#frustration
#denial
#apathy
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oskar
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 9:09am
14th Apr 2024 9:09am
ex presidents
Ex-presidents
There was a man, not very tall, selling
pornographic pictures at a corner of a
street
Once he had all the power, one could
dream of, as a military junta took his
job, and since all he had was grand
villas were in the name of the state and
Furthermore, he had neglected to pay
anything to his retirement fund
Hence, reduced selling of naughty
picture of visiting statemen having sex
in some sleazy hotel
when those who had bought the pictures
took a closer look, they realized they
had a goldmine ...
There was a man, not very tall, selling
pornographic pictures at a corner of a
street
Once he had all the power, one could
dream of, as a military junta took his
job, and since all he had was grand
villas were in the name of the state and
Furthermore, he had neglected to pay
anything to his retirement fund
Hence, reduced selling of naughty
picture of visiting statemen having sex
in some sleazy hotel
when those who had bought the pictures
took a closer look, they realized they
had a goldmine ...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#boredom
#bittersweet
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Mundus
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 11:32pm
12th Apr 2024 11:32pm
For Safety
Love, that old snake,
comes to thaw my heart
with its honey-sweet kisses.
I light a fire to keep it away
and my heart in the freezer.
comes to thaw my heart
with its honey-sweet kisses.
I light a fire to keep it away
and my heart in the freezer.
#rejection
#disappointment
#emptiness
#apathy
#bittersweet
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oskar
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 8:46am
11th Apr 2024 8:46am
NATO
NATO
The secretary general of NATO is a Norwegian
and as most Norwegian's pro-American
and probably selected for his fidelity
He is a tall thin man, likes to run in the woods
and has been observed saluting them while talking
to his elbow
still wearing his confirmation suit which he has
grown out of, he must be a frugal type
at conferences his eyes darts around like a rabbit
caught in the headlight of a car
on these occasions, he has been seen talking to
probably sending a message to his office staff not
to forget...
The secretary general of NATO is a Norwegian
and as most Norwegian's pro-American
and probably selected for his fidelity
He is a tall thin man, likes to run in the woods
and has been observed saluting them while talking
to his elbow
still wearing his confirmation suit which he has
grown out of, he must be a frugal type
at conferences his eyes darts around like a rabbit
caught in the headlight of a car
on these occasions, he has been seen talking to
probably sending a message to his office staff not
to forget...
#dark
#confusion
#apathy
#boredom
#bittersweet
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oskar
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 10:16am
8th Apr 2024 10:16am
the end of the line
the end of the line
Once upon a time, Norway was a shipping nation
thousand of people employed in this endeavor
because she was a low-paid country and could
haul, mostly American cargo around the world
Alas, oil along her coast, was found, no longer
poo, wages rose that was no good
Other nations, running lower wages, took over
and the Norwegian shipping culture
was history
Once upon a time, Norway was a shipping nation
thousand of people employed in this endeavor
because she was a low-paid country and could
haul, mostly American cargo around the world
Alas, oil along her coast, was found, no longer
poo, wages rose that was no good
Other nations, running lower wages, took over
and the Norwegian shipping culture
was history
#anger
#breakup
#betrayal
#apathy
#bittersweet
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oskar
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 6:56pm
5th Apr 2024 6:56pm
the boy sailor
the boy sailor
in 1955, I took a bus to a cove where a ship anchored
along the ship's railing, a group of scowling men passing
time passing, the time spitting into the water.
In the galley, the cook was cleaning his nails using a fish knife
I giant man no one dared to cross him. a friend for life.
With a hardheaded crew and a million cockroaches, a new chapter had begun.
e wore the gray bandana, pallid skin caused by endemic
poverty no soap could rinse away, felt a kinship with them
and they were kind to me a boy peeling their potatoes. ...
in 1955, I took a bus to a cove where a ship anchored
along the ship's railing, a group of scowling men passing
time passing, the time spitting into the water.
In the galley, the cook was cleaning his nails using a fish knife
I giant man no one dared to cross him. a friend for life.
With a hardheaded crew and a million cockroaches, a new chapter had begun.
e wore the gray bandana, pallid skin caused by endemic
poverty no soap could rinse away, felt a kinship with them
and they were kind to me a boy peeling their potatoes. ...
#anger
#breakup
#betrayal
#apathy
#bittersweet
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oskar
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 12:00pm
5th Apr 2024 12:00pm
home at the ranch
Home at the Ranch
Once, I had a big ranch in, Oregon, technically it is still mine
but I have no way to prove it
one day and far from the ranch, inspecting fences, sudden
cold storm hit, to survive, I shot my horse
cut his stomach open, crept inside, and quickly fell asleep
Awoke, when the storm was over, looked for my horse was gone
maybe a wolf pack had taken its carcass
I walked, or trotted, home to the ranch
the ranch hands were glad to see me and gave me a carrot
although I neighed, they put me in the corral
with the...
Once, I had a big ranch in, Oregon, technically it is still mine
but I have no way to prove it
one day and far from the ranch, inspecting fences, sudden
cold storm hit, to survive, I shot my horse
cut his stomach open, crept inside, and quickly fell asleep
Awoke, when the storm was over, looked for my horse was gone
maybe a wolf pack had taken its carcass
I walked, or trotted, home to the ranch
the ranch hands were glad to see me and gave me a carrot
although I neighed, they put me in the corral
with the...
#anger
#jealousy
#breakup #apathy
#breakup #apathy
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