Least Read Poems About Bittersweet
#bittersweet
The Dog
The moment fleeting
quick is the flash from the past
brown leaves and gray skies
fox feels the forest winter cold
jumped with ideas trampling peace
over the moon with anxiety
the night looming in the distance
lazy breezes becoming a trap as
dog days leave you aching
quick is the flash from the past
brown leaves and gray skies
fox feels the forest winter cold
jumped with ideas trampling peace
over the moon with anxiety
the night looming in the distance
lazy breezes becoming a trap as
dog days leave you aching
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#emotions
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Viking Forged
A bitter cold breaks the lens of a soul
suffering, blinding it to the wondrous
colors of light refracted by the echos of
happier times and fond memories
The agony of a death not yours pours a monochromatic monotony about the day
as blurred visions whisper of loss and
denial, still he forges on, until Valhalla
They grey skies lurk about as they are
reflected by the troubled waters, this
rambunctious inner child gives way to a
man hurting, there is no sanctuary
He stands from what was a kneeling
position,...
suffering, blinding it to the wondrous
colors of light refracted by the echos of
happier times and fond memories
The agony of a death not yours pours a monochromatic monotony about the day
as blurred visions whisper of loss and
denial, still he forges on, until Valhalla
They grey skies lurk about as they are
reflected by the troubled waters, this
rambunctious inner child gives way to a
man hurting, there is no sanctuary
He stands from what was a kneeling
position,...
#bittersweet
#despair
#grief
#redemption
#respect
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PAIN
She extended her hand
Into the bottomless gutter
Welcoming me to a foreign land
A deserted and desolate lover
I embraced her thorns
Till they prickled my heart
Her beautiful emptiness took many forms
I stared into her darkness like a statue of art
She exalted my sorrow
Ushering me to a derelict shack
Infusing my embers to swallow the morrow
Seducing my anguish to saturate the black
She stitched up my soul
But let the scars fester
Tasted my flesh until it was coal
Taking me to heights I could not have measured
The...
Into the bottomless gutter
Welcoming me to a foreign land
A deserted and desolate lover
I embraced her thorns
Till they prickled my heart
Her beautiful emptiness took many forms
I stared into her darkness like a statue of art
She exalted my sorrow
Ushering me to a derelict shack
Infusing my embers to swallow the morrow
Seducing my anguish to saturate the black
She stitched up my soul
But let the scars fester
Tasted my flesh until it was coal
Taking me to heights I could not have measured
The...
#strength
#dark
#redemption
#bittersweet
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Abandoned By Choice
Alabaster memories afloat
Before my gaze
Circumspectly a buried quote
Displays
Evermore I’m drawn to you
Fascinated at best
Gaudy hopes purposely accrue
Harvest
Innermost temptation spurs
Jittery along their cracks
Kindled overdue whispers
Lacks
Madness sweeps around my stoop
Needles prick my rind
Obscenities must fly the coupe
Peace of mind
Quality rivers flow
Reprimanded by my fears
Sadness pleads my plateau
Tears
Unfathomable desires dance
Vindicated and...
Before my gaze
Circumspectly a buried quote
Displays
Evermore I’m drawn to you
Fascinated at best
Gaudy hopes purposely accrue
Harvest
Innermost temptation spurs
Jittery along their cracks
Kindled overdue whispers
Lacks
Madness sweeps around my stoop
Needles prick my rind
Obscenities must fly the coupe
Peace of mind
Quality rivers flow
Reprimanded by my fears
Sadness pleads my plateau
Tears
Unfathomable desires dance
Vindicated and...
#sadness
#love
#UnrequitedLove
#separation
#bittersweet
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7 Comments
We Survived Their Attack Part 3
(A perfect partner). Page 5
I sensed her beautiful qualities hiding among the flock
A fragile and bruised lotus whose petals wept in shock
Her face was painted in a painful expression
Her stems ached a sullen sadness deeply rooted in depression
A haloed Nimbus hovered above her gloom
As if it wanted to antagonize her doom
She tried her best to mask her suffering
But there was just something about her that was puzzling
Her puddled reflection sang of happiness in her rain
Could she be the one? I had to know her name
I forced...
I sensed her beautiful qualities hiding among the flock
A fragile and bruised lotus whose petals wept in shock
Her face was painted in a painful expression
Her stems ached a sullen sadness deeply rooted in depression
A haloed Nimbus hovered above her gloom
As if it wanted to antagonize her doom
She tried her best to mask her suffering
But there was just something about her that was puzzling
Her puddled reflection sang of happiness in her rain
Could she be the one? I had to know her name
I forced...
#hope
#courage
#redemption
#bittersweet
#fear
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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
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I Exist
I write this four-page letter
In response to your ignorance, I endure
Despite your cruel and harsh endeavor
My intentions for you are still pure
I cannot deny these feelings exist
They pull and twist my heart like clay
My hatred folds, like flour it sifts
I pluck my pain at the end of the day
Your vanity dismisses my earthly looks
Your swords bite down like poisonous snakes
So dense, so shallow, misplaced in fairy books
So selfish, So Hot!!, characterized in sour grapes
You ignore my presence when I enter your circle
Like some...
In response to your ignorance, I endure
Despite your cruel and harsh endeavor
My intentions for you are still pure
I cannot deny these feelings exist
They pull and twist my heart like clay
My hatred folds, like flour it sifts
I pluck my pain at the end of the day
Your vanity dismisses my earthly looks
Your swords bite down like poisonous snakes
So dense, so shallow, misplaced in fairy books
So selfish, So Hot!!, characterized in sour grapes
You ignore my presence when I enter your circle
Like some...
#sadness
#grief
#loneliness
#emptiness
#bittersweet
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After Life
One night I was awoken
Face to face
A paralyzing dream state
Many voices were spoken
Whispers beyond my space
Deftly wails escape their gate
Halo’s and horns
Wings and tails
Sorrowful mourns
Jubilated sails
Dead of night I float
Too traumatized to move
Crushing sensations birth my throat
A perfect demise sews its groove
No longer asleep
No longer awake
I spy the Shepard of my sheep
Amidst the great Serpent’s wake
My eyes play dead
They roll behind their curtain
Immoral haunted feelings spread ...
Face to face
A paralyzing dream state
Many voices were spoken
Whispers beyond my space
Deftly wails escape their gate
Halo’s and horns
Wings and tails
Sorrowful mourns
Jubilated sails
Dead of night I float
Too traumatized to move
Crushing sensations birth my throat
A perfect demise sews its groove
No longer asleep
No longer awake
I spy the Shepard of my sheep
Amidst the great Serpent’s wake
My eyes play dead
They roll behind their curtain
Immoral haunted feelings spread ...
#anxiety
#confusion
#denial
#bittersweet
#fear
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gripe about lunch
gripe about lunch
After, a lunch with chicken slices warmed, but not fried golden brown, I ask, what am I doing here among people who eat for the reason of eating I used to be a chef it was what I trained for
Why should I enjoy a meal not made by a cook
Who takes no pride in his craft, which is more than money, but also an art
When I lived alone in the rustic country, I even
cooked for my dog, and she had a long and healthy life; I believe food is an integral part of our culture it is vital we spend time not eating
Fat hamburgers and over-processed food ...
After, a lunch with chicken slices warmed, but not fried golden brown, I ask, what am I doing here among people who eat for the reason of eating I used to be a chef it was what I trained for
Why should I enjoy a meal not made by a cook
Who takes no pride in his craft, which is more than money, but also an art
When I lived alone in the rustic country, I even
cooked for my dog, and she had a long and healthy life; I believe food is an integral part of our culture it is vital we spend time not eating
Fat hamburgers and over-processed food ...
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet
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the morning
The morning
Wake me up at six, I have an appointment
with a doctor at nine
At six, at six, at six, went into my head
I could not sleep
At four, I got up and drank a glass of wine
hoped this would lull my brain and get some
sleep
The wine worked well, I woke up at eight
It's too late for the doctor now. a need a bath
with that, she went back to bed
She slept to the forenoon and scolded me
once upon a time, she had been a stewardess
wore a nice uniform, I have the photo,
but she was not an actress and could not ...
Wake me up at six, I have an appointment
with a doctor at nine
At six, at six, at six, went into my head
I could not sleep
At four, I got up and drank a glass of wine
hoped this would lull my brain and get some
sleep
The wine worked well, I woke up at eight
It's too late for the doctor now. a need a bath
with that, she went back to bed
She slept to the forenoon and scolded me
once upon a time, she had been a stewardess
wore a nice uniform, I have the photo,
but she was not an actress and could not ...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet
#boredom
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0 Comments
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
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not happy
Not Happy
This morning on a site. we saw the hotel where
Hemingway stayed to write an important book
We wait to see which bed he slept in, also
it is an ad when a site feels the need to out-basing
such triviality
In the newspaper, that day was struck the sameness
how articles were written "We need to talk about"
and so on
We are told of a Ukraine war, not the reason only
that Russia wants the rest of Europe and other
blatant lies
Any critical observation about Israel is dismissed
out of hand as anti-Semitic,...
This morning on a site. we saw the hotel where
Hemingway stayed to write an important book
We wait to see which bed he slept in, also
it is an ad when a site feels the need to out-basing
such triviality
In the newspaper, that day was struck the sameness
how articles were written "We need to talk about"
and so on
We are told of a Ukraine war, not the reason only
that Russia wants the rest of Europe and other
blatant lies
Any critical observation about Israel is dismissed
out of hand as anti-Semitic,...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#boredom #confusion
#boredom #confusion
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