Poems About Despair by Top Critiquers
#despair
Poems about despair by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Lozzamus
Poem Published
8th Feb 2022 00:01am
8th Feb 2022 00:01am
A Boy Exiled From Home
I put on my winter anorak, hood up, and go out, heading down Dead End Lane. The wind bites away at my fingers and toes, causing them to feel swollen, and I'm light-headed. I want to scream on the streets and set the facts straight, but it's too late for that.
The sky's turned from sepia to overcast, and a sharp gust is blowing. Vapour-like rain dances about, splattering on the pavement. It pounds my anorak and soaks the pockets through, lashing my eyes and my mouth as I hurry down the lane.
I weave my way through the railings on the promenade, keeping my eyes fixed on...
The sky's turned from sepia to overcast, and a sharp gust is blowing. Vapour-like rain dances about, splattering on the pavement. It pounds my anorak and soaks the pockets through, lashing my eyes and my mouth as I hurry down the lane.
I weave my way through the railings on the promenade, keeping my eyes fixed on...
#loneliness
#mystery
#despair #risk
#despair #risk
320 reads
8 Comments
Hashman
Poem Published
12th Mar 2023 4:39pm
12th Mar 2023 4:39pm
Tides
strong, truth, right
stand up, stand back
don't sit down
lies fly
through the air
sometimes you see em
sometimes you don't
strength from lies
sit together and laugh
strength from lies
build your house on sand
stand up, stand back
don't sit down
lies fly
through the air
sometimes you see em
sometimes you don't
strength from lies
sit together and laugh
strength from lies
build your house on sand
#despair
168 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 00:57am
4th Nov 2024 00:57am
Demon
I’ve been around ten thousand years or more
(who remembers things as dull as time?)
and in my age have seen such crime
that crows would blink and blush, a whore
cry “etiquette!” I’ve seen a desert-dweller kill
his own brother, for gold sewn into his saddle.
I’ve seen a Pope rape and molest. A chill
sweep down a modern street as holy twaddle,
to justify sin, strives to make sense of a girl
shot dead. Her bicycle lay in the street,
the ribbons on the handlebars like wheat,
still dancing when stirred by the wind. The twirl
of...
(who remembers things as dull as time?)
and in my age have seen such crime
that crows would blink and blush, a whore
cry “etiquette!” I’ve seen a desert-dweller kill
his own brother, for gold sewn into his saddle.
I’ve seen a Pope rape and molest. A chill
sweep down a modern street as holy twaddle,
to justify sin, strives to make sense of a girl
shot dead. Her bicycle lay in the street,
the ribbons on the handlebars like wheat,
still dancing when stirred by the wind. The twirl
of...
#despair
#devil
#evil #horror
#evil #horror
123 reads
2 Comments
Baldwin
Poem Published
9th Jun 2023 2:12pm
9th Jun 2023 2:12pm
Exiled
I was there --
where silver moonlight lay
like whispered melodies,
like layered ice
upon the branches of the rivered gardens’s trees
and sleepy lions sprawled
with oxen and with lambs
beneath their leaves,
where winds and skies were always fair,
and angels with their glowing swords
plow-shared
stood guard against no enemy.
Yes, there I was,
divinely sanctuaried in
(all innocence and ecstasy with Eve)
a place unique unto itself
and not like any other
anywhere.
But now I am a foreigner, ...
where silver moonlight lay
like whispered melodies,
like layered ice
upon the branches of the rivered gardens’s trees
and sleepy lions sprawled
with oxen and with lambs
beneath their leaves,
where winds and skies were always fair,
and angels with their glowing swords
plow-shared
stood guard against no enemy.
Yes, there I was,
divinely sanctuaried in
(all innocence and ecstasy with Eve)
a place unique unto itself
and not like any other
anywhere.
But now I am a foreigner, ...
#despair
#PopCulture
204 reads
8 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
9th Apr 2022 2:44pm
9th Apr 2022 2:44pm
Dining on Silence
Dining on Silence
A lifetime
Of waiting
To hear
All the truth,
Quietly
Dining
Right here
In the booth,
As if
Everything
Just revolved
Around me
Because all
Of your silence
Was "balanced
And free."
Never
Clear thinking
The reasons
You're quiet,
The ghosts
Of your past
Are your
Steady diet.
A lifetime
Of waiting
To hear
All the truth,
Quietly
Dining
Right here
In the booth,
As if
Everything
Just revolved
Around me
Because all
Of your silence
Was "balanced
And free."
Never
Clear thinking
The reasons
You're quiet,
The ghosts
Of your past
Are your
Steady diet.
#anxiety
#confusion
#despair
#disappointment
#denial
386 reads
4 Comments
Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
Today 4:47am
Today 4:47am
The Doomsday Clock
Time once thought to be infinite
Now 89 seconds from midnight
Lifes design rather intricate
A story we can not rewrite
Everything's taken for granted
Approaching castrophic destruction
Reaping the seeds we planted
Feeding the greed of corruption
Global challenges like climate change
Warned by atomic scientists
Common sense is now estranged
As existential threats exist
Lies spread and government dissension
Narratives to keep us suppressed
Global threats of nuclear...
Now 89 seconds from midnight
Lifes design rather intricate
A story we can not rewrite
Everything's taken for granted
Approaching castrophic destruction
Reaping the seeds we planted
Feeding the greed of corruption
Global challenges like climate change
Warned by atomic scientists
Common sense is now estranged
As existential threats exist
Lies spread and government dissension
Narratives to keep us suppressed
Global threats of nuclear...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
31 reads
0 Comments
Marks
Poem Published
14th Jun 2021 1:22am
14th Jun 2021 1:22am
Delayed peaches
..
High on trees
Peaches getting riper and riper
Blooming without their stones
In this pandemic valley...
To whom will these delayed fruits belong ?
...
High on trees
Peaches getting riper and riper
Blooming without their stones
In this pandemic valley...
To whom will these delayed fruits belong ?
...
#grief
#despair
405 reads
2 Comments
mysticstones
Poem Published
8th Oct 2021 4:08pm
8th Oct 2021 4:08pm
emotion to a friendship
blistered by fever.
a delusional sensation grabs,
adding pain,
far within.
so swift, in delivery, is her arrow of flight;
gentle is the touch, as it lights
the nurturing,
a growth that stems its base.
the fertilized. as intensified, a minute moment.
a gift.
subtle as kindness, is the case.
giving blossom to comfort.
a warmness,
yet the milking of blood from the heart,
racing to a beat
moonshine intoxicating,
let not the rays ever sleep.
how does one encompass
or foster...
a delusional sensation grabs,
adding pain,
far within.
so swift, in delivery, is her arrow of flight;
gentle is the touch, as it lights
the nurturing,
a growth that stems its base.
the fertilized. as intensified, a minute moment.
a gift.
subtle as kindness, is the case.
giving blossom to comfort.
a warmness,
yet the milking of blood from the heart,
racing to a beat
moonshine intoxicating,
let not the rays ever sleep.
how does one encompass
or foster...
#loneliness
#despair
329 reads
8 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
14th Aug 2023 10:59am
14th Aug 2023 10:59am
A Starkness
One fallen, a likeness left behind
on ironed paper or screen
taunting one that still lives
as if one could die in far off land
there's no song in poetry
no rest from constant thoughts
no words carved intricate enough
to measure breaths of life exhaled
there's power in thoughts
Yet stuck in one place
one cannot gather beauty
in alphabets strung together like a pearl necklace
so one ponder on what could be
or the results of actions not taken
the mask of faces in smiles
rictus on face still alive.
on ironed paper or screen
taunting one that still lives
as if one could die in far off land
there's no song in poetry
no rest from constant thoughts
no words carved intricate enough
to measure breaths of life exhaled
there's power in thoughts
Yet stuck in one place
one cannot gather beauty
in alphabets strung together like a pearl necklace
so one ponder on what could be
or the results of actions not taken
the mask of faces in smiles
rictus on face still alive.
#despair
#denial
#emptiness
170 reads
4 Comments
mel44
Poem Published
24th Sep 2024 6:10pm
24th Sep 2024 6:10pm
Unexpected Loss - with Thor_Azine
Distant echoes, haunting thunder
prequel of the storm to come
fractured light in all directions
destruction cannot be undone
Stretched upon a grave of hope
anticipated future not in the cards
reflection in a mirror shattered
blood-stained razored shards
Burning in ashes of the aftermath
amid carnage and catastrophe
drenched in tears not meant to shed
blinded, unable to see
Holding breath as to not feel
mourning in mists of red
struggling with a hungry grief
essence of profound dread
...
prequel of the storm to come
fractured light in all directions
destruction cannot be undone
Stretched upon a grave of hope
anticipated future not in the cards
reflection in a mirror shattered
blood-stained razored shards
Burning in ashes of the aftermath
amid carnage and catastrophe
drenched in tears not meant to shed
blinded, unable to see
Holding breath as to not feel
mourning in mists of red
struggling with a hungry grief
essence of profound dread
...
#despair
#disappointment
#LifeStruggles
136 reads
4 Comments
56ApacheLove
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 1:25pm
16th Jan 2025 1:25pm
Frosted Windows
He has no idea how hard I try.
Then when it's time to defend myself, this pain in my chest, this exhaustion, has no answer to give.
I can feel myself checking out.
Two loved ones dying of cancer, not enough determination to even make a sandwich.
I'm numb, I'm broken, I love just as deep, but defense mechanisms are massively protecting and hurting me at the same time.
This snow with the bright red Robin, she's fluttering about, ruffling her feathers as she picks from the assorted feed I throw out for them.
Yesterday I had doves, as I sip my coffee and stare out...
Then when it's time to defend myself, this pain in my chest, this exhaustion, has no answer to give.
I can feel myself checking out.
Two loved ones dying of cancer, not enough determination to even make a sandwich.
I'm numb, I'm broken, I love just as deep, but defense mechanisms are massively protecting and hurting me at the same time.
This snow with the bright red Robin, she's fluttering about, ruffling her feathers as she picks from the assorted feed I throw out for them.
Yesterday I had doves, as I sip my coffee and stare out...
#despair
#fear
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#sadness
82 reads
2 Comments
Zazzles
Broomie
Broomie
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2021 5:11pm
2nd Feb 2021 5:11pm
Becoming Trinity, in the mind of a female serial killer page 2
Please copy and paste and listen while reading and as always thanks for looking :)
https://youtube.com/watch?v=MS6dhZc6uac
It was late the clock read 1:02 am everyone had gone to bed I made sure I had sox on so I can quietly slide ovah to the gun cabnet without waking anyone up. Aftah making sure everyone was asleep; I slid on ovah an quietly unlock the cabnet and removed two hand guns. ah Smith & Wesson 9mm semi automatic, the othah a 38 special. I slipped both guns inside my jeans then close and lock the doors. I snuck...
https://youtube.com/watch?v=MS6dhZc6uac
It was late the clock read 1:02 am everyone had gone to bed I made sure I had sox on so I can quietly slide ovah to the gun cabnet without waking anyone up. Aftah making sure everyone was asleep; I slid on ovah an quietly unlock the cabnet and removed two hand guns. ah Smith & Wesson 9mm semi automatic, the othah a 38 special. I slipped both guns inside my jeans then close and lock the doors. I snuck...
#anger
#despair
420 reads
17 Comments
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