Poems About Denial Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about denial seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
oskar
Poem Published
5th May 2025 7:39am
5th May 2025 7:39am
the lonely heart
The lonely heart
This loneliness is eating me up
we are miserable in different rooms
words have been spoken over and over again
what more is there to say
other than platitudes
When sex died, our love died too
The only thing we have in common
is the fear of being alone
At night, I sneak into her bedroom
to see if she is still breathing
when I'm half awake
I know she is checking up on me
We need each other as never before
can one say this is a kind of love
This loneliness is eating me up
we are miserable in different rooms
words have been spoken over and over again
what more is there to say
other than platitudes
When sex died, our love died too
The only thing we have in common
is the fear of being alone
At night, I sneak into her bedroom
to see if she is still breathing
when I'm half awake
I know she is checking up on me
We need each other as never before
can one say this is a kind of love
#anxiety
#confusion
#denial #despair
#denial #despair
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Nixprty
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 11:34pm
19th Apr 2025 11:34pm
No Way
Under a grey night sky comes a lesson in truth.
In discarding clothing that no longer fit.
Holding on and on and on and on.
There was in the weeds a calling,
There was in the hellfire a lamb.
A lamb with delicate features and legs that seemed to shake under the weight of those big eyes.
His fleece was soft and a shiny white, slightly pink just under his chin and along his face.
He bleated as I passed and a glint caught my eye.
His thin pupils slide to meet mine, and I can see the faint pressure of a horn threatening to...
In discarding clothing that no longer fit.
Holding on and on and on and on.
There was in the weeds a calling,
There was in the hellfire a lamb.
A lamb with delicate features and legs that seemed to shake under the weight of those big eyes.
His fleece was soft and a shiny white, slightly pink just under his chin and along his face.
He bleated as I passed and a glint caught my eye.
His thin pupils slide to meet mine, and I can see the faint pressure of a horn threatening to...
#denial
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rksingh
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 6:41am
19th Apr 2025 6:41am
Hair Dyeing
hiding white hair
henna and coffee paste:
stained fingertips
--R K Singh
henna and coffee paste:
stained fingertips
--R K Singh
#denial
#fear
#loneliness #sadness
#loneliness #sadness
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oskar
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 12:39pm
10th Apr 2025 12:39pm
towards a thaw
Towards the thaw
As the days of spring are here, I should be happy having made it through the winter. The April breeze brings regret, remembering what had been pushed aside, no, I was no mother’s favorite son
Recalling every detail, overthinking every word said, reacting with angry silence as a defense to hurts felt as a betrayal. No, I was not a sweet boy happily playing in a backyard with a toy
The spring breeze also tells me of an ending, my doctor’s remark of scaring bathers with dark blue blotches on my white body, it is like the process of death has begun when...
As the days of spring are here, I should be happy having made it through the winter. The April breeze brings regret, remembering what had been pushed aside, no, I was no mother’s favorite son
Recalling every detail, overthinking every word said, reacting with angry silence as a defense to hurts felt as a betrayal. No, I was not a sweet boy happily playing in a backyard with a toy
The spring breeze also tells me of an ending, my doctor’s remark of scaring bathers with dark blue blotches on my white body, it is like the process of death has begun when...
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet #denial
#bittersweet #denial
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 2:47am
7th Apr 2025 2:47am
Still Processing So Much Pain
The problem with this world is that there's so much pressure to be positive, so much pressure to be a polished version of yourself. I really really love the fact that I'm bluntly negative, and I genuinely don't give a fuck.
Not here to give anyone false hope. It's amazing that I'm even still here. My body did so much to keep me safe, and it still is. And I read 3 chapters of The Hunger Games which is amazing considering the fact that I've used social media excessively to cope for several months now. I feel myself still in a fog, can't concentrate too well.
I know what...
Not here to give anyone false hope. It's amazing that I'm even still here. My body did so much to keep me safe, and it still is. And I read 3 chapters of The Hunger Games which is amazing considering the fact that I've used social media excessively to cope for several months now. I feel myself still in a fog, can't concentrate too well.
I know what...
#denial
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oskar
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 8:51am
1st Apr 2025 8:51am
we should have seen
we had it coming
looking at pictures of an empty Piccadilly Circus
or the Eifel Tower in Paris is empty of life except
for police cars cruising to fine anyone breaking the law.
The emptiness is enormous and frightening to think
how quickly humankind can disappear forever
When the pandemic is over, there might be another one.
Millions of people all over the world rotting in their homes
the disappearance of humans is a near reality.
The only hope is that we lived a tolerable good life.
The future will consist of animals hunting each other. ...
looking at pictures of an empty Piccadilly Circus
or the Eifel Tower in Paris is empty of life except
for police cars cruising to fine anyone breaking the law.
The emptiness is enormous and frightening to think
how quickly humankind can disappear forever
When the pandemic is over, there might be another one.
Millions of people all over the world rotting in their homes
the disappearance of humans is a near reality.
The only hope is that we lived a tolerable good life.
The future will consist of animals hunting each other. ...
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet
#denial
#despair
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oskar
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 1:12pm
7th Mar 2025 1:12pm
racial tension and Floyd
Racial tension and Floyd
A picture of a committee in defense of human right a picture where serious white man and a woman in a business suit and to black persons This was serious business no one smile except the two black persons that spoiled the gravity of the solemn undertaking
Most black people I have met were like me from a working stiff background I was employed on ships they were mostly onloading cargo from the said, ships, they appeared more open, talkative then us Scandinavians, we don’t say much unless we are drunk in a bar
there was an unspoken racial barrier that...
A picture of a committee in defense of human right a picture where serious white man and a woman in a business suit and to black persons This was serious business no one smile except the two black persons that spoiled the gravity of the solemn undertaking
Most black people I have met were like me from a working stiff background I was employed on ships they were mostly onloading cargo from the said, ships, they appeared more open, talkative then us Scandinavians, we don’t say much unless we are drunk in a bar
there was an unspoken racial barrier that...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy #denial
#apathy #denial
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oskar
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 1:13pm
20th Feb 2025 1:13pm
writer's block
Writer's block
Today, while trying to write I noticed an ant crossing the opposite wall, for it was a vast expanse watching the ant’s progress, I noticed it stopped circling back like it had found something edible I thought it was disappointed resuming the walk until it disappeared in a crack between wall and ceiling to a hidden society we would never join
Are ants aware of our existence we are there like the day, spilling a drop of beer on the kitchen floor that teenage ants drink, get pissed and told off by their parents never to drink if they do they will be too fat to hide in...
Today, while trying to write I noticed an ant crossing the opposite wall, for it was a vast expanse watching the ant’s progress, I noticed it stopped circling back like it had found something edible I thought it was disappointed resuming the walk until it disappeared in a crack between wall and ceiling to a hidden society we would never join
Are ants aware of our existence we are there like the day, spilling a drop of beer on the kitchen floor that teenage ants drink, get pissed and told off by their parents never to drink if they do they will be too fat to hide in...
#anxiety
#confusion
#denial #despair
#denial #despair
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Nvmb
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 9:37am
9th Feb 2025 9:37am
Broken Vessels
I feel you crawling through my veins,
not like fire,
not like ice,
but something quieter—
a weightless drowning.
Your name, still sharp on my tongue,
a rusted key in a door long closed.
Every breath I take,
a hymn in your absence,
a prayer unanswered.
And I swore I’d let you go,
but the echo of your voice
does not forgive,
does not forget.
So take what’s left,
wear my ruin like a crown.
Trace the map of me with your hands,
see where the fault lines tremble.
I was never meant to stand...
not like fire,
not like ice,
but something quieter—
a weightless drowning.
Your name, still sharp on my tongue,
a rusted key in a door long closed.
Every breath I take,
a hymn in your absence,
a prayer unanswered.
And I swore I’d let you go,
but the echo of your voice
does not forgive,
does not forget.
So take what’s left,
wear my ruin like a crown.
Trace the map of me with your hands,
see where the fault lines tremble.
I was never meant to stand...
#denial
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
#shame
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oskar
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 7:34pm
2nd Feb 2025 7:34pm
the tarrifs
The Tariffs
here we go again, in a strong country where most workers are not unionized, but the rich are and the working class has to pay for the wealthy’s expenses, this time in the form of tariffs those who have the business of production can reduce the local market’s cost, but they will not instead, they will jack up their prices because we live in a free society where the lower order has little influence to demand better pay
There will be demonstrations against hard times, the strikers will be vilified as enemies of freedom, thrown into jail on fake charges, and called...
here we go again, in a strong country where most workers are not unionized, but the rich are and the working class has to pay for the wealthy’s expenses, this time in the form of tariffs those who have the business of production can reduce the local market’s cost, but they will not instead, they will jack up their prices because we live in a free society where the lower order has little influence to demand better pay
There will be demonstrations against hard times, the strikers will be vilified as enemies of freedom, thrown into jail on fake charges, and called...
#anger
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#confusion
#denial
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oskar
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 6:33pm
27th Jan 2025 6:33pm
the charade
The Charade
A wealthy man dressed up as a poor guy walked into a bank to see the employees' reaction naturally it was predictable, that the rich man found it upsetting and gave us a lecture that everyone is equal
If the poor guy had a twenty-dollar bill in his pocket if that was true the last thing he would do was go into a bank, the likelihood is he would buy a burger, with chips and drink a few beers, feeling good
When a wealthy person pretends to be poor To put himself as a good guy, he knows nothing about poverty; he can go back to being rich again and the poor...
A wealthy man dressed up as a poor guy walked into a bank to see the employees' reaction naturally it was predictable, that the rich man found it upsetting and gave us a lecture that everyone is equal
If the poor guy had a twenty-dollar bill in his pocket if that was true the last thing he would do was go into a bank, the likelihood is he would buy a burger, with chips and drink a few beers, feeling good
When a wealthy person pretends to be poor To put himself as a good guy, he knows nothing about poverty; he can go back to being rich again and the poor...
#anger
#anxiety
#confusion #denial
#confusion #denial
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CarrionCrow44
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 00:13am
10th Jan 2025 00:13am
Been Here Before
I rode in on a dream
Among the snow and glitter
Saw my mother dressed in leather
With holsters and guns
Younger then me
On a horse with a smile
Hair all curled up like she does
Always waiting on me
I can smell the rain
The falling current of time
Every tightening yet never hurried
Along this mountainside
There she goes
Forward into the storm
Building for some time it seems
Crowning these ridges
Never looking back
Mom just moves further ahead
A horn of fire in her satchel ...
Among the snow and glitter
Saw my mother dressed in leather
With holsters and guns
Younger then me
On a horse with a smile
Hair all curled up like she does
Always waiting on me
I can smell the rain
The falling current of time
Every tightening yet never hurried
Along this mountainside
There she goes
Forward into the storm
Building for some time it seems
Crowning these ridges
Never looking back
Mom just moves further ahead
A horn of fire in her satchel ...
#denial
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