Long Poems About Despair
#despair
Long poems about despair. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
MalcolmG
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 9:19am
15th Nov 2024 9:19am
The Chains of Silence
Bound by whispers, unseen threads intertwined,
Each link a choice, a shadowed design.
Freedom feigned, yet fetters remain,
Each step forward pulls backward in vain.
We are tethered, bound to the unseen,
Trapped in a dance that we did not choose,
The chains of shadow wrapped around our bones.
In the quiet chambers where spirits weep,
The languor of souls is not death, nor sleep.
A heavy drowse falls over the mind,
Dreamless they drift, through hours unkind,
Sluggish as rivers that time left behind.
We drift too, unaware of the...
Each link a choice, a shadowed design.
Freedom feigned, yet fetters remain,
Each step forward pulls backward in vain.
We are tethered, bound to the unseen,
Trapped in a dance that we did not choose,
The chains of shadow wrapped around our bones.
In the quiet chambers where spirits weep,
The languor of souls is not death, nor sleep.
A heavy drowse falls over the mind,
Dreamless they drift, through hours unkind,
Sluggish as rivers that time left behind.
We drift too, unaware of the...
#apathy
#despair
#lust
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IntoTheRain
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 5:19pm
14th Nov 2024 5:19pm
Stillness
He is kneeling at the dining room table,
as if he is praying.
Tenderly he opens his hands,
and I see he is cradling our sky blue parakeet.
Tears streaming down his red cheeks, he looks at me.
The tiny creature taking its last breaths.
Feathers ripped from its wings and blood speckled on Dad's fingers.
The cat, I thought. Oh no.
We didn't say a word. His eyes told me there was nothing we can do.
Suddenly, I am spinning.
My throat becomes tight, like a hand is pressing against my voice box.
My eyes become hot,...
as if he is praying.
Tenderly he opens his hands,
and I see he is cradling our sky blue parakeet.
Tears streaming down his red cheeks, he looks at me.
The tiny creature taking its last breaths.
Feathers ripped from its wings and blood speckled on Dad's fingers.
The cat, I thought. Oh no.
We didn't say a word. His eyes told me there was nothing we can do.
Suddenly, I am spinning.
My throat becomes tight, like a hand is pressing against my voice box.
My eyes become hot,...
#anxiety
#childhood
#despair
#family
#sadness
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 6:21am
1st Nov 2024 6:21am
Land Of The Devil
This land of the devil
Has our minds disheveled
Fires burning scorched earth
Flames enshroud our rebirth
Fog of torturous screams
Hate fuels our lucid dreams
Dreaming but fully aware
Our actions beyond despair
On our throne defiant
In our hands Satan's trident
Staring with bloodshot eyes
Victims of his vicious lies
On our heads horns form
With the wicked we conform
Selling our souls to the devil
Twisting...
Has our minds disheveled
Fires burning scorched earth
Flames enshroud our rebirth
Fog of torturous screams
Hate fuels our lucid dreams
Dreaming but fully aware
Our actions beyond despair
On our throne defiant
In our hands Satan's trident
Staring with bloodshot eyes
Victims of his vicious lies
On our heads horns form
With the wicked we conform
Selling our souls to the devil
Twisting...
#despair
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Academic
Poem Published
29th Oct 2024 11:26pm
29th Oct 2024 11:26pm
You Meghan haters are clearly the sorriest lot of losers conceivably! Absolutely unhinged!
By Stanley Collymore
The problem for these serf sycophants of
Kate Middleton and the feudal, British
monarchical system is that Kate
doesn't get any attention or leverage without
you actually prime assholes mention of the
unquestionably cleverer, very intellectually
accomplished, crucially competent and a
discernibly more able, mentally liberated
African American woman, plainly clearly
so quite distinctly by name Ms Meghan
Markle; literally, rather than the fatuous
bone idle; distinctively, simply workshy,
and...
The problem for these serf sycophants of
Kate Middleton and the feudal, British
monarchical system is that Kate
doesn't get any attention or leverage without
you actually prime assholes mention of the
unquestionably cleverer, very intellectually
accomplished, crucially competent and a
discernibly more able, mentally liberated
African American woman, plainly clearly
so quite distinctly by name Ms Meghan
Markle; literally, rather than the fatuous
bone idle; distinctively, simply workshy,
and...
#denial
#despair
#greed
#hate
#jealousy
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Academic
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 3:47pm
14th Oct 2024 3:47pm
This is why the acquisitive rich stay rich!
By Stanley Collymore
Nothing lasts forever and really it's
about time that the Windsors'
reign ended; and not just
in Australia, New Zealand, Canada, Bermuda,
the Bahamas, St. Lucia and similarly too the
Turks and Caicos Islands; likewise Jamaica
in addition literally, to Antigua and Barbuda
St. Vincent and fittingly the Grenadines the
Virgin Islands and the UK itself! Discernibly
so, as these purported royals have actually
milked the taxpayers dry long enough; and
actually, simply with their unearned wealth ...
Nothing lasts forever and really it's
about time that the Windsors'
reign ended; and not just
in Australia, New Zealand, Canada, Bermuda,
the Bahamas, St. Lucia and similarly too the
Turks and Caicos Islands; likewise Jamaica
in addition literally, to Antigua and Barbuda
St. Vincent and fittingly the Grenadines the
Virgin Islands and the UK itself! Discernibly
so, as these purported royals have actually
milked the taxpayers dry long enough; and
actually, simply with their unearned wealth ...
#denial
#despair
#emptiness
#greed
#hate
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Academic
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 8:11pm
4th Oct 2024 8:11pm
Can Kate Middleton be any more desperate for attention, using a genuinely cancerous, dying girl for solipsistic PR?
By Stanley Collymore
Exactly no genuine concern! And
it's so pathetically sad that Liz
and quite specifically those
around her, didn't even generally realize that
Kate Middleton was quite simply, obviously
rather cynically using Liz as a pawn, in her
requisite PR battle, which self-evidently to
essentially diligent and literally intelligent
minds but actually rather unquestionably
and evidently too, not the very braindead
ones of effectively inured sycophants, in
her discernibly relentless and noticeably
fatuous struggle...
Exactly no genuine concern! And
it's so pathetically sad that Liz
and quite specifically those
around her, didn't even generally realize that
Kate Middleton was quite simply, obviously
rather cynically using Liz as a pawn, in her
requisite PR battle, which self-evidently to
essentially diligent and literally intelligent
minds but actually rather unquestionably
and evidently too, not the very braindead
ones of effectively inured sycophants, in
her discernibly relentless and noticeably
fatuous struggle...
#denial
#despair
#emptiness
#greed
#hate
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Academic
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 8:10am
2nd Oct 2024 8:10am
Get over yourselves - you useless, fatuous and pathetic, sycophantic morons!
By Stanley Collymore
Anne Boleyn: the second wife of
Henry VIII was crucially Queen
of England, specifically in the
16th Century; precisely so from 1533-1536,
when for actually chauvinistic and, I would
additionally add, discernibly psychopathic
and undeniably misogynistic reasons, her
husband Henry simply decided, obviously
ostensibly for essentially another woman
whom he effectively had his eyes on, and
because Anne Boleyn, hadn't borne him a
male heir; literally falsely, accusing her of
treason had her...
Anne Boleyn: the second wife of
Henry VIII was crucially Queen
of England, specifically in the
16th Century; precisely so from 1533-1536,
when for actually chauvinistic and, I would
additionally add, discernibly psychopathic
and undeniably misogynistic reasons, her
husband Henry simply decided, obviously
ostensibly for essentially another woman
whom he effectively had his eyes on, and
because Anne Boleyn, hadn't borne him a
male heir; literally falsely, accusing her of
treason had her...
#denial
#despair
#fear #hate
#fear #hate
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Academic
Poem Published
29th Sep 2024 9:42pm
29th Sep 2024 9:42pm
The misguided superiority of the Windsor kids, eugenically!
By Stanley Collymore
The Mail online routinely promotes
these Windsor poster kids clearly
for eugenic purposes, doing so
with both practised and ardent consistent
zeal! Quite omitting either very stupidly or
more likely evidently deliberately, to state
far less so rather informatively elucidate,
that inherited entitlement is a disgusting
as well as crucially an outdated concept,
and simply discernibly and self-evidently
with no rational place realistically, in this ...
The Mail online routinely promotes
these Windsor poster kids clearly
for eugenic purposes, doing so
with both practised and ardent consistent
zeal! Quite omitting either very stupidly or
more likely evidently deliberately, to state
far less so rather informatively elucidate,
that inherited entitlement is a disgusting
as well as crucially an outdated concept,
and simply discernibly and self-evidently
with no rational place realistically, in this ...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#greed
#hate
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ChloesPoeticInk
Poem Published
28th Sep 2024 10:20pm
28th Sep 2024 10:20pm
My Funeral, My Last Breath
I planned my funeral, down to the bone.
Wrote the welcome for a crowd I’ve never known.
Prayers for a soul that’s been dead for years,
but no one noticed, no one shed tears.
I picked the playlist, my final say—
AI Gonplei Ste Odon, where I’ll decay.
Because even in death, I need a hand
in controlling the chaos I could never withstand.
I wrote my obituary in a single line—
“She lived, she hurt, she fell out of time.”
Nothing more, because what’s there to tell
of a life lived quietly in its own hell?...
Wrote the welcome for a crowd I’ve never known.
Prayers for a soul that’s been dead for years,
but no one noticed, no one shed tears.
I picked the playlist, my final say—
AI Gonplei Ste Odon, where I’ll decay.
Because even in death, I need a hand
in controlling the chaos I could never withstand.
I wrote my obituary in a single line—
“She lived, she hurt, she fell out of time.”
Nothing more, because what’s there to tell
of a life lived quietly in its own hell?...
#despair
#emptiness
#grief
#loneliness
#sadness
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ChloesPoeticInk
Poem Published
14th Sep 2024 7:38pm
14th Sep 2024 7:38pm
They don't know
They don’t know I’m packing pieces of my soul away,
Carefully folding each fragment of my heart.
They don’t see me creating distance,
So my absence will be less of a jagged start.
They don’t know how soon the end will come,
When I offer a final farewell masked in light.
They don’t understand that each goodbye
Is a silent prayer for a less painful night.
They don’t know I hide beneath a veil,
A facade of warmth that’s not truly mine.
They don’t know I’m kind because I crave
A touch of compassion, so...
Carefully folding each fragment of my heart.
They don’t see me creating distance,
So my absence will be less of a jagged start.
They don’t know how soon the end will come,
When I offer a final farewell masked in light.
They don’t understand that each goodbye
Is a silent prayer for a less painful night.
They don’t know I hide beneath a veil,
A facade of warmth that’s not truly mine.
They don’t know I’m kind because I crave
A touch of compassion, so...
#despair
#emptiness
#grief
#sadness
#shame
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Academic
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 11:22am
6th Sep 2024 11:22am
It's just a soap opera for the fatuous and fawning plebs!
By Stanley Collymore
William has barely been seen
since December 2023 but
rather interestingly so
the country has still very effectively gone
on without him and obviously the rest of
his essentially quite idle Windsor family
which truly proves, that unquestionably
we realistically, very obviously have no
real need, for this undoubtedly grifting
family of billionaires! All the same the
plebeians rather distinctively fawning
over this monarchical Germanic Klan
are really actually...
William has barely been seen
since December 2023 but
rather interestingly so
the country has still very effectively gone
on without him and obviously the rest of
his essentially quite idle Windsor family
which truly proves, that unquestionably
we realistically, very obviously have no
real need, for this undoubtedly grifting
family of billionaires! All the same the
plebeians rather distinctively fawning
over this monarchical Germanic Klan
are really actually...
#dark
#denial
#despair
#greed
#hate
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personanongrata
Astral Gift
Astral Gift
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2024 00:53am
3rd Sep 2024 00:53am
depression and futility
Perhaps I was right when I was walking home with that half a gram in my hand. "Big deal" I said, "another soul lost in the name of the almighty's creation". I sacrifice my life for His entertainment. Among so many lives, what is the importance of just one, let it be lost. Then I decided that I was quitting and declared it in front of Him. “Do to me whatever you want, I don't care anymore, let me die today. Actually, I want to die today. I will shoot it up all together and whatever happens, happens." That was a plan that consisted motivation, excuse and indulgence for...
#despair
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Despair
