Confused Poems
#confusion
Poems about feeling confused, unable to think clearly about life, or struggling to make important decisions. Confused poems about feeling bewildered and dealing with internal conflict.
butters
Poem Published
Today 00:34am
Today 00:34am
socialising for hermits
he's not one for crowds
for balancing canapé-conversation—
society's paper plates too thin
too unstable
for a man used to depths,
the steadiness of rock beneath
as thoughts braid currents of air
and rivers run through him—
so wraps shade about himself
affects invisibility
outwardly still—
whilst, inside, hell breaks loose
for balancing canapé-conversation—
society's paper plates too thin
too unstable
for a man used to depths,
the steadiness of rock beneath
as thoughts braid currents of air
and rivers run through him—
so wraps shade about himself
affects invisibility
outwardly still—
whilst, inside, hell breaks loose
#frustration
#confusion
#escape
16 reads
2 Comments
Academic
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:12am
Yesterday 11:12am
Don’t confuse love with lust!
By Stanley Collymore
Genuine love is much more than simply mouthing
cliched words of encouragement at will that in
themselves have no obvious or convincing
meaning; uttering hackneyed phrases
unswervingly; or else expressing
mundane sentiments with no
detailed intention of their
pragmatic fulfilment.
For unlike such uncorroborated statements
that entirely have nothing in common
with what love is really all about,
love actually entails full commitment to
the person, as well as the ideals that
the...
Genuine love is much more than simply mouthing
cliched words of encouragement at will that in
themselves have no obvious or convincing
meaning; uttering hackneyed phrases
unswervingly; or else expressing
mundane sentiments with no
detailed intention of their
pragmatic fulfilment.
For unlike such uncorroborated statements
that entirely have nothing in common
with what love is really all about,
love actually entails full commitment to
the person, as well as the ideals that
the...
#confusion
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0 Comments
Hiraeth
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:11am
Yesterday 4:11am
Invisible
I wear this cloak of invisibility that hides all of the cracks and missing pieces I have acquired along the way
I have dropped pieces and left them with people who do not deserve to have them
I have cuts and bruises mapped out across my body from battles that have shifted my personality
And I am broken from disappointment and unrequited love
Sometimes I am convinced that there is no light at the end of the tunnel, no silver lining, no play book to tell me what to do next
I let everything consume me, infect my head and change the way I think, I become overly...
I have dropped pieces and left them with people who do not deserve to have them
I have cuts and bruises mapped out across my body from battles that have shifted my personality
And I am broken from disappointment and unrequited love
Sometimes I am convinced that there is no light at the end of the tunnel, no silver lining, no play book to tell me what to do next
I let everything consume me, infect my head and change the way I think, I become overly...
#anger
#confusion
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
26 reads
2 Comments
sammyloo1
Poem Published
4th Dec 2019 3:35pm
4th Dec 2019 3:35pm
Scattered
I told you i love you many time, I got no answer.
I stood there for you many times even when I got no answer.
You confuse my mind and play with my emotions.
"I LOVE YOU".
My soul cries out restlessly without a form of comfort, you stood here with no answer.
My mind is scattered as I try to think of, How?
How do I get you to notice me.
I am right here, standing in the background of your life.
Yet I got no answer.
Let my heart wonder for a minute as I try to gain control.
I have to walk away, Now you answer.
I might Love you back, but my...
I stood there for you many times even when I got no answer.
You confuse my mind and play with my emotions.
"I LOVE YOU".
My soul cries out restlessly without a form of comfort, you stood here with no answer.
My mind is scattered as I try to think of, How?
How do I get you to notice me.
I am right here, standing in the background of your life.
Yet I got no answer.
Let my heart wonder for a minute as I try to gain control.
I have to walk away, Now you answer.
I might Love you back, but my...
#love
#conflict
#confessional
#lover
#confusion
23 reads
1 Comment
Hiraeth
Poem Published
4th Dec 2019 6:47am
4th Dec 2019 6:47am
Sometimes I find pt.3
Sometimes I find lines are blurry. When one thing starts another ends, and there is no getting around it. You're stuck, time stands still and people move in slow motion. It's terrifying. Your brain tells your feet to move but somehow they never receive the message. You can feel your heart beating outside of your chest. Everything in your body telling you to run , but only being able to stand still, you want to scream, bring your strengths and weaknesses to the surface and use them as ammunition.
#anxiety
#frustration
#confusion
#disappointment
#emptiness
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nikkimoe
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2019 11:54pm
3rd Dec 2019 11:54pm
It Was Probably The Meaning Of Life
The cryptic angel
whispered something
into my ear,
but we were in a bar
the music was loud
and I couldn't hear.
Huh? What?
He disappeared.
whispered something
into my ear,
but we were in a bar
the music was loud
and I couldn't hear.
Huh? What?
He disappeared.
#confusion
29 reads
7 Comments
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2019 8:06pm
2nd Dec 2019 8:06pm
The Special Corner
there is a corner
tucked away
where no person watches
where secrets sleep
hiding in that special corner
where we touch
share one embrace
but every time I visit that place
it melts away, it sinks into the walls
and the cameras run from us
maybe you’re chasing them away
but I love it when we wait a while
and push it more, it’s violating
i’ll put a stop sometime, you’ll see
just not today
familiar words will echo
as you whisper through my hair
“the corner doesnt know us
that’s why it’s still...
tucked away
where no person watches
where secrets sleep
hiding in that special corner
where we touch
share one embrace
but every time I visit that place
it melts away, it sinks into the walls
and the cameras run from us
maybe you’re chasing them away
but I love it when we wait a while
and push it more, it’s violating
i’ll put a stop sometime, you’ll see
just not today
familiar words will echo
as you whisper through my hair
“the corner doesnt know us
that’s why it’s still...
#secrets
#abuse
#confusion #dirty
#confusion #dirty
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butters
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2019 00:00am
2nd Dec 2019 00:00am
four-ways stop. go
look, they said, eyes hear
weed grow—wind blow
four ways time-play
mime meme, rind thin
wind tops—spin hope
crow toes mark snow
shoe fits, rose hips
many when verb slip
lean into from noun
rise into, then fall down
over high noon beam
ring rope neck joke
dead look spun took
hair-ware, tail fair
tear drop hat's knot
bird food blue mood
heat skin tear rude
huge rips hard arts
lips part—life trip
weed grow—wind blow
four ways time-play
mime meme, rind thin
wind tops—spin hope
crow toes mark snow
shoe fits, rose hips
many when verb slip
lean into from noun
rise into, then fall down
over high noon beam
ring rope neck joke
dead look spun took
hair-ware, tail fair
tear drop hat's knot
bird food blue mood
heat skin tear rude
huge rips hard arts
lips part—life trip
#hope
#drugs
#WritingPoetry #confusion
#WritingPoetry #confusion
37 reads
2 Comments
Hiraeth
Poem Published
30th Nov 2019 10:19pm
30th Nov 2019 10:19pm
Sometimes I Find pt.2
Sometimes I find myself feeling invisible, like I am crying out for help but no one can hear me. A transparent figure that becomes a last thought or a warm memory when you need someone to help carry the weight, and I always help carry the weight. I am the second choice, the constant, something that will always be there no matter how many times you push me away. But you forget that I already carry my own dead weight, forget that vulnerability is not only for people who wear their emotions like their favorite winter sweater, forget that I have fought in battles that have nothing to do with me,...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#dark
#confusion
#emptiness
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
30th Nov 2019 2:35pm
30th Nov 2019 2:35pm
Seasonal Puzzle
When I recall my youth it is
a hot Summer, ground growing nowt,
water shortages, bitterness. The same bitterness that can be replicated
by Winter light.
It chars veins, only escaped
by swimming in deep expanses
of water,
as if one could drown it
slowly, with continuous breath and strides -
as if the exceptional never happened,
delved hard within
my best and worst,
beating bloodied drums of love
and war.
I grasp at the grain of you.
I am grateful to you for adjusting the temperature,
cooling my...
a hot Summer, ground growing nowt,
water shortages, bitterness. The same bitterness that can be replicated
by Winter light.
It chars veins, only escaped
by swimming in deep expanses
of water,
as if one could drown it
slowly, with continuous breath and strides -
as if the exceptional never happened,
delved hard within
my best and worst,
beating bloodied drums of love
and war.
I grasp at the grain of you.
I am grateful to you for adjusting the temperature,
cooling my...
#nature
#WritingPoetry
#confusion
26 reads
1 Comment
Ely
E.A.Rothwell
E.A.Rothwell
Poem Published
29th Nov 2019 2:24pm
29th Nov 2019 2:24pm
Conform to the Norm
To a great many folks growing up means conforming, like wearing a suit and tie...one does not need to conform to the norm in order to be a responsible (adult) person, pay the bills, keep one's word, etc.
I will not conform in that manner, and hence compromise my true Self...
For that very reason I became an artist Worked most all my life...for myself...
Didn't make a bunch of money...but I worked at what I loved. Paid my bills, kept my word, etc. Life is Good...(though politics suck) .
I will not conform in that manner, and hence compromise my true Self...
For that very reason I became an artist Worked most all my life...for myself...
Didn't make a bunch of money...but I worked at what I loved. Paid my bills, kept my word, etc. Life is Good...(though politics suck) .
#conflict
#confusion
#responsibility
35 reads
2 Comments
Togodong
Poem Published
28th Nov 2019 7:33pm
28th Nov 2019 7:33pm
A Letter For My Sin
#love
#lust
#sex #confusion
#sex #confusion
264 reads
1 Comment
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