Least Read Poems About Despair
#despair
Least read poems about despair. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
missjem56
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:38pm
Yesterday 2:38pm
Seeds Of Doubt
These seeds of doubt
Were planted
Everywhere!
Including
Window boxes
And hanging baskets!
Come the harvest
Doubt had flourished
Resulting in bumper crops
It was later suggested
That there was not one individual
Who didn't feel doubtful
So no-one doubted the seeds of doubt
by Jemia
Were planted
Everywhere!
Including
Window boxes
And hanging baskets!
Come the harvest
Doubt had flourished
Resulting in bumper crops
It was later suggested
That there was not one individual
Who didn't feel doubtful
So no-one doubted the seeds of doubt
by Jemia
#anxiety
#despair
#LifeStruggles #philosophical
#LifeStruggles #philosophical
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
10th Sep 2024 6:41pm
10th Sep 2024 6:41pm
The Home of Nowhere
As I inhaled, her stars shifted and an ethos
once grasped so tightly crumbled into tiny
pieces of failure, on a whisper do your
dreams waft away as your soul lay dying
It’s on the wind, a bitter taste of acrid smoke
and the symphony created by the demons
wings, it becomes that lonely hum beneath
the streetlights, you are alone
If you see my face you are a sinner, your
salvation rests upon the the razor’s edge
of the executioner’s axe, but that fate is a
blessing, ‘‘tis worse to live as nothing
Look not for...
once grasped so tightly crumbled into tiny
pieces of failure, on a whisper do your
dreams waft away as your soul lay dying
It’s on the wind, a bitter taste of acrid smoke
and the symphony created by the demons
wings, it becomes that lonely hum beneath
the streetlights, you are alone
If you see my face you are a sinner, your
salvation rests upon the the razor’s edge
of the executioner’s axe, but that fate is a
blessing, ‘‘tis worse to live as nothing
Look not for...
#despair
#emptiness
#frustration
#grief
#regret
21 reads
7 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2021 10:26pm
3rd Feb 2021 10:26pm
Ramifications
#sadness
#anger
#dark
#heartbroken
#despair
22 reads
9 Comments
Gorotika
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:59pm
Yesterday 11:59pm
insect enclosure
Maggots nestled beneath my bed, swarming over blood stained tissues.
Oh what a sight.
Flies buzzing in the corner of my room, happily feasting on the bowls filled with retch.
Oh what a scene
Watch your step, theres spiders on the floor.
Fragments of my mind scattered all around my room.
Watch your step, theres glass on the floor.
Locked up inside, there is no way out.
No light at the end of the tunnel
No mouth for the cave
No future, no hope
Oh so deep
Oh what a sight.
Flies buzzing in the corner of my room, happily feasting on the bowls filled with retch.
Oh what a scene
Watch your step, theres spiders on the floor.
Fragments of my mind scattered all around my room.
Watch your step, theres glass on the floor.
Locked up inside, there is no way out.
No light at the end of the tunnel
No mouth for the cave
No future, no hope
Oh so deep
#dark
#depression
#despair
#EatingDisorder
#SelfHarm
23 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 11:11am
21st Jan 2025 11:11am
all the king's men
All the king's men
Looking at the photo of over-rich people they do look, quite normal except their lives are not
I think it is worse, long and boring days punctuated by the perches of another luxury
Objects like yachts go to sea and get bored and after days, birth the damn thing out of sight, buy a car that doesn’t need a driver and can fly as well
To be wealthy to the point one has nothing sensible to do is bad for the well-being of man Except Elon Musk who is manically busy with Everything and politics
When other oligarchs fall in line behind the new king,...
Looking at the photo of over-rich people they do look, quite normal except their lives are not
I think it is worse, long and boring days punctuated by the perches of another luxury
Objects like yachts go to sea and get bored and after days, birth the damn thing out of sight, buy a car that doesn’t need a driver and can fly as well
To be wealthy to the point one has nothing sensible to do is bad for the well-being of man Except Elon Musk who is manically busy with Everything and politics
When other oligarchs fall in line behind the new king,...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy #despair
#apathy #despair
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Ljdynamic
Poem Published
13th Apr 2023 3:51am
13th Apr 2023 3:51am
Span
The sand slips through my fingers.
I linger in my expansive thoughts,
caught in the thick actions of once lived.
Forgive me for being stuck in this pensive-
intensive journey; life has me rattled.
I battled my way through this before.
Deploring as I am surrounded,
hounded by what I wish to escape.
Landscapes play a role in my downfall.
I crawl, cursing Chronos for my imprisonment,
tormenting me to this hell.
Quelling my anxiety has become the past.
Lasting impressions of grains
drain through the space between my fingers. ...
I linger in my expansive thoughts,
caught in the thick actions of once lived.
Forgive me for being stuck in this pensive-
intensive journey; life has me rattled.
I battled my way through this before.
Deploring as I am surrounded,
hounded by what I wish to escape.
Landscapes play a role in my downfall.
I crawl, cursing Chronos for my imprisonment,
tormenting me to this hell.
Quelling my anxiety has become the past.
Lasting impressions of grains
drain through the space between my fingers. ...
#FeelingLost
#NaPoWriMo2023
#despair
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10 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
29th Apr 2020 3:53pm
29th Apr 2020 3:53pm
Without You
These tears I expel
Exile me to solitude
I drown in my cell
Depraved of water and food
Uranus seems so close
But Mars is my home
Absorbed in secluded throes
I travel alone
Vultures swarm in circles
Awaiting my demise
They sync in rehearsal
Ready to pluck my eyes
I’m stranded on an island
Shipwrecked and left for dead
Thoughts of personal violence
Swim like sharks in my head
What’s the point of life
If I can’t live it with you
Slice my wrists with a knife
I’d rather Die
Then live my life ...
Exile me to solitude
I drown in my cell
Depraved of water and food
Uranus seems so close
But Mars is my home
Absorbed in secluded throes
I travel alone
Vultures swarm in circles
Awaiting my demise
They sync in rehearsal
Ready to pluck my eyes
I’m stranded on an island
Shipwrecked and left for dead
Thoughts of personal violence
Swim like sharks in my head
What’s the point of life
If I can’t live it with you
Slice my wrists with a knife
I’d rather Die
Then live my life ...
#grief
#loneliness
#despair
#emptiness
#NaPoWriMo2020
29 reads
12 Comments
Johnny_Silver
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 3:47pm
20th Jan 2025 3:47pm
Ghost In A Shell
My body a cardboard box
Can't take another flame of love
I'll burn up in flames, would that be a shock?
My soul can escape to retire above
Empty carcass of my soul
Broken parts and brittle bones
Nothing left to feel inside
Nothing that I feel inside
Sticks and stone may break my bones
But words can do no more
'Cause after all this hell
I'm just a ghost in a shell
Maybe I just need some help
Should I wanna get well, get well?
I don't feel unhealthy, don't feel myself
I'm fading away, it's my personal...
Can't take another flame of love
I'll burn up in flames, would that be a shock?
My soul can escape to retire above
Empty carcass of my soul
Broken parts and brittle bones
Nothing left to feel inside
Nothing that I feel inside
Sticks and stone may break my bones
But words can do no more
'Cause after all this hell
I'm just a ghost in a shell
Maybe I just need some help
Should I wanna get well, get well?
I don't feel unhealthy, don't feel myself
I'm fading away, it's my personal...
#despair
#emptiness
#hope #suicide
#hope #suicide
30 reads
0 Comments
scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 5:31pm
20th Jan 2025 5:31pm
dusk
#despair
#grief
#MentalHealth
#sadness
#SelfHarm
32 reads
4 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
7th Mar 2024 8:39pm
7th Mar 2024 8:39pm
Predestined
In the atmosphere of autumn
blooms a quiet death.
The descend whispers,
listen through spoken secrecy of breaths.
The trauma torments optimism,
insulting an identity and crushing a belief.
Still, watch as hope persists
even in the face of ungodly grief.
The chill seeps in,
freezing the earth-shattering emotion.
Weighed down, fingers curled tightly to support,
as fear lurks in and the faith is in remotion.
The laughter is so murderous
it leaves peace unsatisfied.
Echoing small traces among the shadows
where it was...
blooms a quiet death.
The descend whispers,
listen through spoken secrecy of breaths.
The trauma torments optimism,
insulting an identity and crushing a belief.
Still, watch as hope persists
even in the face of ungodly grief.
The chill seeps in,
freezing the earth-shattering emotion.
Weighed down, fingers curled tightly to support,
as fear lurks in and the faith is in remotion.
The laughter is so murderous
it leaves peace unsatisfied.
Echoing small traces among the shadows
where it was...
#depression
#MentalHealth
#despair
34 reads
18 Comments
SommersWill
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 11:18am
2nd Jan 2025 11:18am
Ever Year Is A Piece Of Shit
The faded yellow light of the room bears relentlessly down on me in the last minutes of the year. The soft greys and blacks of my desktop's dark mode seem like a good - but not perfect - metaphor for the colors with which I've painted my life for years now. And just as I'm cooling off from another frustrating and utterly pointless game in which I can barely achieve anything above average, I realize once again just how much I hate everything.
I would blame it all on the year before, or on the year before that. I'm trying to pinpoint a moment when the crisis began - when the boulder...
I would blame it all on the year before, or on the year before that. I'm trying to pinpoint a moment when the crisis began - when the boulder...
#depression
#despair
#humankind
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 1:58am
17th Jan 2025 1:58am
What was I made for?
What was I made for?
I was made to be God's poet
Every day
Writing some poetry
With my poems
I hope to send
I message to the world
That is in trouble
I hope the God's people
Gets my message
That I am trying so hard
To send to them
I seem so many poverty in
The streets of Toronto
The poor people
During the summer
Sleeps in the street of Toronto
Also they are always starving
Because nobody else feeds than
Besides me and God
We can't afford to let the poor starve
So we feed the poor every...
I was made to be God's poet
Every day
Writing some poetry
With my poems
I hope to send
I message to the world
That is in trouble
I hope the God's people
Gets my message
That I am trying so hard
To send to them
I seem so many poverty in
The streets of Toronto
The poor people
During the summer
Sleeps in the street of Toronto
Also they are always starving
Because nobody else feeds than
Besides me and God
We can't afford to let the poor starve
So we feed the poor every...
#anxiety
#boredom
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
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