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
29th Jul 2024 5:49pm
29th Jul 2024 5:49pm
she never said she loved me
She never said she loved me.
My mother shone when she spoke of my brother
he was the firstborn when the world was magical
she loved him and did not tolerate any criticism
of his behavior
I, the younger son, was often ill and sent away
to a children's home and later to a farm for me
it was beneficial, my health recovered, but I was
the absent child
He died relatively young, and his mother was devastated
think she never overcame her grief.
I later asked her and later regretted asking her
if she had a choice, whom would she...
My mother shone when she spoke of my brother
he was the firstborn when the world was magical
she loved him and did not tolerate any criticism
of his behavior
I, the younger son, was often ill and sent away
to a children's home and later to a farm for me
it was beneficial, my health recovered, but I was
the absent child
He died relatively young, and his mother was devastated
think she never overcame her grief.
I later asked her and later regretted asking her
if she had a choice, whom would she...
#anger
#bittersweet
#confusion
#denial
#heartbroken
116 reads
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moon_bather
Poem Published
11th Jul 2024 3:42am
11th Jul 2024 3:42am
No Truth Allowed
You asked for honest opinion
I gave it to you, then
Infuriated, based on insecurity
You told me I was cruel
Requests of true advice, from
the heart, yet you made
Requests that made
me
a villain.
The rat bastard of truth.
I gave it to you, then
Infuriated, based on insecurity
You told me I was cruel
Requests of true advice, from
the heart, yet you made
Requests that made
me
a villain.
The rat bastard of truth.
#anger
#conflict
#denial
#frustration
#hypocrisy
244 reads
9 Comments
Nixprty
Poem Published
4th Jul 2024 2:43am
4th Jul 2024 2:43am
Let Go
Stella?
Yeah I know her.
Stella is a dreamer,
Beneath all the bizarre.
She believed in ghosts.
Believes.
I met her in college,
I can hardly recall the first time I saw her.
She played bass in a grungy club.
Plays.
She asked me to marry her,
She said she always wanted to ask someone that.
She hated tradition.
Hates.
That was a long time ago,
I haven’t spoken to her in years.
She never visited.
Visits.
I can’t say I’d know where to find her, ...
Yeah I know her.
Stella is a dreamer,
Beneath all the bizarre.
She believed in ghosts.
Believes.
I met her in college,
I can hardly recall the first time I saw her.
She played bass in a grungy club.
Plays.
She asked me to marry her,
She said she always wanted to ask someone that.
She hated tradition.
Hates.
That was a long time ago,
I haven’t spoken to her in years.
She never visited.
Visits.
I can’t say I’d know where to find her, ...
#denial
#grief
#loneliness
188 reads
4 Comments
KurteElak
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 4:27pm
24th Jun 2024 4:27pm
Tapeten (The Wallpaper)
Tapeten
Bakom en dörr och mellan våningar,
i ett rum som inte borde finnas,
täcks tunna väggar av tapet.
Där, bland sångfåglar och bär har
tid och liv ristat in mjuka fingeravtryck,
i en värld där inget blir på nytt.
Ett golv, en säng…ett minne, en matta.
Så länge fyra hörn rör vid varandra
och sträcker sig till tak så skyddas livet ditt
från allt det farliga.
Från rösten, från sorgen, från vilan.
Stanna kvar här,
räkna revben och år,
jaga inga hemligheter,
bit...
Bakom en dörr och mellan våningar,
i ett rum som inte borde finnas,
täcks tunna väggar av tapet.
Där, bland sångfåglar och bär har
tid och liv ristat in mjuka fingeravtryck,
i en värld där inget blir på nytt.
Ett golv, en säng…ett minne, en matta.
Så länge fyra hörn rör vid varandra
och sträcker sig till tak så skyddas livet ditt
från allt det farliga.
Från rösten, från sorgen, från vilan.
Stanna kvar här,
räkna revben och år,
jaga inga hemligheter,
bit...
#denial
#memories
#SelfReflection
183 reads
2 Comments
Mundus
Poem Published
26th May 2024 1:52am
26th May 2024 1:52am
About M.
Life, you ask too much of me:
to roll her picture up
into a ball of oblivion, cast her
into the stormy world she came from.
It's beyond me.
I can't help but let the angry wind
lash at my hands and face;
it's a caress that makes me bleed,
a kiss that burns like a bullet hole,
and while it's true she never loved me
and I should rip her out of my life
like an old wilted flower,
she's still a beautiful red rose to me,
her thorns still fresh.
to roll her picture up
into a ball of oblivion, cast her
into the stormy world she came from.
It's beyond me.
I can't help but let the angry wind
lash at my hands and face;
it's a caress that makes me bleed,
a kiss that burns like a bullet hole,
and while it's true she never loved me
and I should rip her out of my life
like an old wilted flower,
she's still a beautiful red rose to me,
her thorns still fresh.
#bittersweet
#denial
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
260 reads
4 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
22nd May 2024 2:25am
22nd May 2024 2:25am
not an owl (but a crow)
i once had
a pet crow
that would
sit high up
in a tree
and thought
himself
to be
an owl,
because
after he flew
into a limb,
he developed
amnesia,
someone
jokingly
convinced
him that he
was an owl,
not a crow.
a pet crow
that would
sit high up
in a tree
and thought
himself
to be
an owl,
because
after he flew
into a limb,
he developed
amnesia,
someone
jokingly
convinced
him that he
was an owl,
not a crow.
#birds
#confusion
#denial #nature
#denial #nature
186 reads
4 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
5th May 2024 4:25am
5th May 2024 4:25am
Where wickedness has taken hold
I'm in love with a ghost
Of the girl you used to be
The one that was destroyed
In one night of uneasy revelry
Flowered with glowing design
Enraptured gaze for all to behold
Now withered and dying
Left alone in the cold
Beauty that left us in awe
Soul reflecting gilded sun gold
But the sun froze and faded
As she begged "please, don't!"
Now the light is gone from her world
And the winds blow sharp and cold
When you have to live
Where wickedness has...
Of the girl you used to be
The one that was destroyed
In one night of uneasy revelry
Flowered with glowing design
Enraptured gaze for all to behold
Now withered and dying
Left alone in the cold
Beauty that left us in awe
Soul reflecting gilded sun gold
But the sun froze and faded
As she begged "please, don't!"
Now the light is gone from her world
And the winds blow sharp and cold
When you have to live
Where wickedness has...
#abuse
#denial
#despair
#regret
#shame
187 reads
3 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
26th Apr 2024 2:38pm
26th Apr 2024 2:38pm
wonderful urge
one step,
two steps,
each
i thought
would
get me
closer,
my stomach
filled with
butterflies,
i wrote
her poems,
she
read them,
i cannot
conceal
any of
these
occurrences,
but her
rejection is
disappointing,
i thought
we were
friends.
two steps,
each
i thought
would
get me
closer,
my stomach
filled with
butterflies,
i wrote
her poems,
she
read them,
i cannot
conceal
any of
these
occurrences,
but her
rejection is
disappointing,
i thought
we were
friends.
#denial
#disappointment
#loneliness
#rejection
#sadness
202 reads
12 Comments
Thedeadinme
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 6:18pm
16th Apr 2024 6:18pm
And Still They Laugh
Oh, what dispair
The voices cull the booze
Liver exposed to toxins
As their words echo over in my mind
She is my freind
I ought not
My mind escapes me
Deeper down the hole I go
And they fill it filth
We share a womb
In the atrocities of the world
We are one
Forgone and broken
Still they scream
Stronger now
I lay the maiden down to sleep
Wrapped in crimson delights
Did I dream it?
The voices mock me
Is that her?
Lingering deep down within
More booze for my aches
I sit and wait ...
The voices cull the booze
Liver exposed to toxins
As their words echo over in my mind
She is my freind
I ought not
My mind escapes me
Deeper down the hole I go
And they fill it filth
We share a womb
In the atrocities of the world
We are one
Forgone and broken
Still they scream
Stronger now
I lay the maiden down to sleep
Wrapped in crimson delights
Did I dream it?
The voices mock me
Is that her?
Lingering deep down within
More booze for my aches
I sit and wait ...
#MentalHealth
#denial
#apathy
147 reads
0 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 7:59pm
14th Apr 2024 7:59pm
Self Sabotaging
Yes, is always her no she is back to front in all her ways. Hurt to many times with the obstacle course of love. She can’t jump high enough or be small enough to duck under the fence to meet you at the gate. Opening it always feels like it’s going to be another mistake although she hasn’t even stepped one foot in effort or belief. She just stands while everyone else has completed the challenge and on their way.
No will make nobody stay and it is a defence mechanism fought back in the day when she was torn to pieces a bit of her here and there and she never found the strength and...
No will make nobody stay and it is a defence mechanism fought back in the day when she was torn to pieces a bit of her here and there and she never found the strength and...
#anger
#regret
#frustration
#denial
#apathy
164 reads
4 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 1:03am
3rd Apr 2024 1:03am
young and fearless
i was once
young
and fearless,
i did
things
to my
satisfaction,
too careless
to be
beat down,
but now
so many
years
have passed,
my youth
long gone,
and i
take
my time,
i'm
a little
more cautious
these days.
young
and fearless,
i did
things
to my
satisfaction,
too careless
to be
beat down,
but now
so many
years
have passed,
my youth
long gone,
and i
take
my time,
i'm
a little
more cautious
these days.
#regret
#childhood
#frustration
#aging
#denial
200 reads
4 Comments
Yousef_Alfil
Yousef Alfil
Yousef Alfil
Poem Published
11th Mar 2024 9:53am
11th Mar 2024 9:53am
ARREST ME
Arrest Me
I do solemnly and sincerely swear that the evidence I shall give
Shall be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth...
Firstly allow me to say “i love you” to this vanilla taste-like creature with a soft chocolate skin standing here.
Tit for tat, what’s mine be mine, i want to make a plea;
Your honor, Mr Cupid I am pleading not guilty.
Yes of-course there is no ring or even a print on her finger,
For i never get a chance to insert it.
But our secret matrimony be my general verdict.
Fury not but we do not need a jury, ...
I do solemnly and sincerely swear that the evidence I shall give
Shall be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth...
Firstly allow me to say “i love you” to this vanilla taste-like creature with a soft chocolate skin standing here.
Tit for tat, what’s mine be mine, i want to make a plea;
Your honor, Mr Cupid I am pleading not guilty.
Yes of-course there is no ring or even a print on her finger,
For i never get a chance to insert it.
But our secret matrimony be my general verdict.
Fury not but we do not need a jury, ...
#love
#conflict
#admiration
#denial
#heroic
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