Long Poems About Confusion
#confusion
MalcolmG
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 9:29pm
11th Nov 2024 9:29pm
The Midnight Marauder
In midnight’s quiet hour, she lies at rest, body aching unable to sleep, the air musky with desire, Cool sheets wrapped around her breast, like a snake slithering around her, coiling her and wrapping her nakedness, she moves slowly, sensually feeling the soft fabric tickle her skin drifting in and out of sleep.
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#courage
#emotions
#shame
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Duice
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2024 8:55pm
22nd Oct 2024 8:55pm
Miss understood
I’m not for [everybody]
not everyone comprehends innuendo [here]
In hindsight I wrote intuition in [frustration]
let me speak to be absolutely [clear:]
Don’t just listen for How in my [words]
listen close to What intellect is in its [meaning]
I don’t speak circles to [entertain]
I speak in Braille for the [gleaning]
Envision in binary patterns as felt [repetition]
rationalize bumps and breaks to [devour]
You heard 50 shades of [grey]
I discern sweet from [sour]
Its difficult to be this forward...
not everyone comprehends innuendo [here]
In hindsight I wrote intuition in [frustration]
let me speak to be absolutely [clear:]
Don’t just listen for How in my [words]
listen close to What intellect is in its [meaning]
I don’t speak circles to [entertain]
I speak in Braille for the [gleaning]
Envision in binary patterns as felt [repetition]
rationalize bumps and breaks to [devour]
You heard 50 shades of [grey]
I discern sweet from [sour]
Its difficult to be this forward...
#confusion
#frustration
#learning
#misunderstood
#wisdom
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Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 9:00am
30th Sep 2024 9:00am
My Online Residence
My address was once a patch of land,
Where roots took hold and walls could stand.
But now my life is stored in the cloud,
A virtual home, where shadows crowd.
To reach this space where my memories dwell,
I need a device, a screen, to tell.
A laptop, a tablet, or phone in hand,
Each portal a route to this foreign land.
Yet first, I must find a connection to flow
Without the internet, where can I go?
Wi-Fi or data, my lifeline to view,
But every signal feels fragile and few.
I pay for this storage, this home in the...
Where roots took hold and walls could stand.
But now my life is stored in the cloud,
A virtual home, where shadows crowd.
To reach this space where my memories dwell,
I need a device, a screen, to tell.
A laptop, a tablet, or phone in hand,
Each portal a route to this foreign land.
Yet first, I must find a connection to flow
Without the internet, where can I go?
Wi-Fi or data, my lifeline to view,
But every signal feels fragile and few.
I pay for this storage, this home in the...
#anxiety
#confusion
#fear #technology
#fear #technology
66 reads
ChloesPoeticInk
Poem Published
13th Sep 2024 6:47pm
13th Sep 2024 6:47pm
Uncertainty of What’s Real
I wake up to the aching, a dull, relentless throb,
Is it the pain that’s real, or just my mind’s cruel job?
Each pulse, each sharp reminder, it grips me from within,
But is it truth I’m feeling, or just the place I’ve been?
The bottle sits beside me, its answers clear and close,
But every time I reach for it, I wonder if I’m lost.
Is this the hurt I think it is, or just another game?
I’ve danced this line so many times, I'm starting to forget my name.
The pain, it feels like fire, but am I fanning flames?
Or am I...
Is it the pain that’s real, or just my mind’s cruel job?
Each pulse, each sharp reminder, it grips me from within,
But is it truth I’m feeling, or just the place I’ve been?
The bottle sits beside me, its answers clear and close,
But every time I reach for it, I wonder if I’m lost.
Is this the hurt I think it is, or just another game?
I’ve danced this line so many times, I'm starting to forget my name.
The pain, it feels like fire, but am I fanning flames?
Or am I...
#anxiety
#apathy
#confusion
#emptiness
#frustration
171 reads
1 Comment
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 4:18am
7th Sep 2024 4:18am
What would it take ???
THE TREE OF YOUR LIFE as we exchange thoughts on this message of tranquility and peace. FOR what would it mean to you, to be in a real relationship. That has the same intelligence of sense of someone, who believes as you truly want to believe. Has the same common mindset and the deepness will to have, a sense of the meaning of commitment and support of consistency. TO be able to weather the deepness of the storms, thru high winds and thunder and lighting. THAT will affect the very foundation of your own lives, especially your own thoughts and feelings and emotions. But Yet not let your...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#disappointment
#fear
#sadness
168 reads
2 Comments
DaVinCHICodeX4U2NV
SLYMBEK
SLYMBEK
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2024 2:06pm
3rd Sep 2024 2:06pm
LEILA
#anger
#anxiety
#confusion
#dark
#sadness
59 reads
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 10:44pm
30th Aug 2024 10:44pm
DUP Mafia Romance part 4 (all star cast)
Prometheus
I hate going into crowded places, but I love getting paid. Once I deliver this message, it will be worth a sizable amount. Frank, I have to approach him very carefully. From my understanding, his temperament has gotten a little bit out of pocket.
When it comes to business, I never go in through the front door. I gave the customary nod to the guard standing there and told him, " Tell Frank, the messenger is here.”
The guard knew precisely who I was the minute I gave that message. I stood out there no less than two minutes...
I hate going into crowded places, but I love getting paid. Once I deliver this message, it will be worth a sizable amount. Frank, I have to approach him very carefully. From my understanding, his temperament has gotten a little bit out of pocket.
When it comes to business, I never go in through the front door. I gave the customary nod to the guard standing there and told him, " Tell Frank, the messenger is here.”
The guard knew precisely who I was the minute I gave that message. I stood out there no less than two minutes...
#anger
#confusion
#dark
#dialogue
#emotions
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Vortex32167
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 7:42pm
30th Aug 2024 7:42pm
When my mind starts to talk
Within a dark fortress, guarded by the damned, he lies in waiting. He’s watching my every move, I
hear his every word. I can’t hide from him, nor can I run. Because the dark fortress where he
reside is within my own mind, A fortress surrounded by prisons made of memories and
madness. Everywhere I turn I stumble and fall because of my own ignorance. I tried to ignore, I
tried to make it right. But you denied me, You tried to bury me as far and as deep as you could.
But to no avail. I bided my time, watched you wither away within your world of sorrow and...
hear his every word. I can’t hide from him, nor can I run. Because the dark fortress where he
reside is within my own mind, A fortress surrounded by prisons made of memories and
madness. Everywhere I turn I stumble and fall because of my own ignorance. I tried to ignore, I
tried to make it right. But you denied me, You tried to bury me as far and as deep as you could.
But to no avail. I bided my time, watched you wither away within your world of sorrow and...
#anxiety
#confusion
#depression
#emptiness
#MentalHealth
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6 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 9:11pm
26th Aug 2024 9:11pm
Misty Harbinger
misty harbinger
A few days before the fall, and it's already chilling, the sun too much shy, blinking pallid winks to my eye; it's fading heat, showing a morose, pale appearance. i know autumn will surely make me sickly melancholic, as usual, listening to that slowly, sadly dropping rain from the gutter, like a sad sonata of autumn, tripping silently along the lane, and its evening will even send my thoughts wandering in an unlived past....
This morning, i left the marker earlier than i used to do on Thursdays, as i heard the call of the mountain, from the...
A few days before the fall, and it's already chilling, the sun too much shy, blinking pallid winks to my eye; it's fading heat, showing a morose, pale appearance. i know autumn will surely make me sickly melancholic, as usual, listening to that slowly, sadly dropping rain from the gutter, like a sad sonata of autumn, tripping silently along the lane, and its evening will even send my thoughts wandering in an unlived past....
This morning, i left the marker earlier than i used to do on Thursdays, as i heard the call of the mountain, from the...
#confessional
#confusion
#emptiness
#mirror
#SelfDiscovery
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
5th Aug 2024 5:13am
5th Aug 2024 5:13am
LOVE IN MY ARMS (II)-(1976, Poretto Jetty, Galveston Island, Texas; on a dark night of struggling with my being Gay.)
love in my arms
here then gone
so rarely comes
but when it does
like some rare moon tide
and seems to be true and real
each new time around
it also seems
to almost always go away
as quickly as it comes
then just a short while later
after waking from my sleep s
already forgotten
meandering dreams
i got up to begin another new day
i wrote down those initial
still lingering thoughts
stil faintly echoing away in my head
which softly arose
as i...
here then gone
so rarely comes
but when it does
like some rare moon tide
and seems to be true and real
each new time around
it also seems
to almost always go away
as quickly as it comes
then just a short while later
after waking from my sleep s
already forgotten
meandering dreams
i got up to begin another new day
i wrote down those initial
still lingering thoughts
stil faintly echoing away in my head
which softly arose
as i...
#confusion
#ForbiddenLove
#LGBT
#loneliness
#shame
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Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 7:01am
2nd Aug 2024 7:01am
Broken Heartbeats
Treacherous is treading upon dark waters that run deep.
Clandestine currents, privy of depths...
spinning the blender funnel
A dog paddle of survival of the loyal kind.
For eyes lie & love is blind. ...
Clandestine currents, privy of depths...
spinning the blender funnel
A dog paddle of survival of the loyal kind.
For eyes lie & love is blind. ...
#confusion
#denial
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
9th Jul 2024 9:18pm
9th Jul 2024 9:18pm
MAKITA OR IKEEM
Through the process and stages of our lives and time, ⌚ there will always be one man or woman. THAT will always stands a very different format of a different kind of a WOMAN OR MAN.
🤔 JUST by the way she or he speaks volumes of confidence, and intelligence with knowledge and wisdom, to know thyself. 🪬 For she or he is the kind of person as a woman or a man, who cares about there appearance not to get attention. BUT to be able to be thyself as a woman or a man 💖 For beneath there are lays layers upon layers of there personality, and the deepness of there...
🤔 JUST by the way she or he speaks volumes of confidence, and intelligence with knowledge and wisdom, to know thyself. 🪬 For she or he is the kind of person as a woman or a man, who cares about there appearance not to get attention. BUT to be able to be thyself as a woman or a man 💖 For beneath there are lays layers upon layers of there personality, and the deepness of there...
#anger
#confusion
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#shame
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Confusion
