Least Read Poems About Bittersweet
#bittersweet
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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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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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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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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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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the client kingdom
A client kingdom
So here we are a day older and yet learning more
who would have thought the blowing up of
the North Stream 2 helped by the Norwegian navy?'
Few knew this annal little country had the capability
the technical know-how to help in this
dastardly conduct.
This little country up North with deep fjords and
reindeer, snow, the tourist industry, and waterfalls
who has gone woke, electric cars and solar panels
This little country that thinks of going the whole
hog and doing away with money could do this
this little...
So here we are a day older and yet learning more
who would have thought the blowing up of
the North Stream 2 helped by the Norwegian navy?'
Few knew this annal little country had the capability
the technical know-how to help in this
dastardly conduct.
This little country up North with deep fjords and
reindeer, snow, the tourist industry, and waterfalls
who has gone woke, electric cars and solar panels
This little country that thinks of going the whole
hog and doing away with money could do this
this little...
#anger
#confusion
#boredom #bittersweet
#boredom #bittersweet
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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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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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SWING
I had no idea how much you could miss someone. I mean from the morning until the dark. How you lost your happy place in the park someone took your swing and you're middle aged and acting out like you are aged five having a full-blown tantrum. Except a broken heart isn't playing games it feels like it is digging your own grave, but you are theoretically alive. Living on the outside but dying on the inside. It's hard to see the old routines when your heart high jacks your mind. You're a hostage and the taker but you can't find the negotiator.
#bittersweet
#emptiness
#grief
#heartbroken
#sadness
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मैं खोजता रहा अर्थ, उस जिंदगी के गुजर जाने के बाद
जब सुबह का होना और शाम का ढलना बे-सबब से हुआ करते थे।
जब सुबह का होना और शाम का ढलना बे-सबब से हुआ करते थे।
#bittersweet
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