Disappointment Poems
#disappointment
Disappointment poems, poetry about the sadness and defeat of unfulfilled hopes and expectations. Emotional poems about someone or something causing disappointment.
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alon aLion
alon aLion
Poem Published
18th Apr 2025 10:41pm
18th Apr 2025 10:41pm
Civilized Stage (Re-Mix)
Civilized Stage
elected by landslide
this surgery of mine
is not cosmetic
quite the contrary
it's absolutely
de-constructive
compelled to quell
psychological pain
it's not enough
dis-connecting brain
this precipitous
fall from Grace
takes up valuable space
my biological footprint
and consumption rate
require resources
better waged...
elected by landslide
this surgery of mine
is not cosmetic
quite the contrary
it's absolutely
de-constructive
compelled to quell
psychological pain
it's not enough
dis-connecting brain
this precipitous
fall from Grace
takes up valuable space
my biological footprint
and consumption rate
require resources
better waged...
#disappointment
#scifi
#suicide
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ChloesPoeticInk
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 4:59am
14th Apr 2025 4:59am
BRIDGES
I can almost understand why people leap from bridges,
Why they stand there, hearts heavy with fissures.
In a world that screams and shouts,
Yet never hears the whispers of despair that drown out.
The weight of silence is a killer,
A noose that tightens, makes the soul a thriller.
On the edge, they see it all:
The shattered dreams, the pain that stands so tall.
What’s it like to feel so hollow,
To search for hope in darkness, but only find sorrow?
They look down at the water, reflecting a void,
Each ripple a...
Why they stand there, hearts heavy with fissures.
In a world that screams and shouts,
Yet never hears the whispers of despair that drown out.
The weight of silence is a killer,
A noose that tightens, makes the soul a thriller.
On the edge, they see it all:
The shattered dreams, the pain that stands so tall.
What’s it like to feel so hollow,
To search for hope in darkness, but only find sorrow?
They look down at the water, reflecting a void,
Each ripple a...
#anxiety
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
#loneliness
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tasia_arlene
Tasia Arlene
Tasia Arlene
Poem Published
12th Apr 2025 6:06am
12th Apr 2025 6:06am
morning
Such novel thoughts
As I pushed your hair from in front of your eyes
To read your fragile gaze while we fall into bed
Moon lit beams shine on our interlocked hands
Counting the freckles on my shoulder
I could lay here forever
Humming you to sleep
Adjusting the blankets to make sure to rest comfortably
So fondly I feel for your soul
Morning comes and you’re so quick to undress me
I was hoping to undress your mind before
Expecting to hear you dreamt of us
I know I did ~
In...
As I pushed your hair from in front of your eyes
To read your fragile gaze while we fall into bed
Moon lit beams shine on our interlocked hands
Counting the freckles on my shoulder
I could lay here forever
Humming you to sleep
Adjusting the blankets to make sure to rest comfortably
So fondly I feel for your soul
Morning comes and you’re so quick to undress me
I was hoping to undress your mind before
Expecting to hear you dreamt of us
I know I did ~
In...
#disappointment
#love
#prose
#rejection
#sensual
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 1:39pm
10th Apr 2025 1:39pm
The Lingering Taste
Our love affair did not end
with the clapping of thunder,
but with a soft whimper
of acceptance.
You remained and softened
inside of me
as if surrendering to what
would never be again.
As you pulled out,
I caught a fleeting glimpse of your
skilled and accomplished shaft,
remembering how I
pressed you to my face.
The kisses I planted there
now bloom bittersweet upon my tongue—
a final, lingering taste of us.
with the clapping of thunder,
but with a soft whimper
of acceptance.
You remained and softened
inside of me
as if surrendering to what
would never be again.
As you pulled out,
I caught a fleeting glimpse of your
skilled and accomplished shaft,
remembering how I
pressed you to my face.
The kisses I planted there
now bloom bittersweet upon my tongue—
a final, lingering taste of us.
#breakup
#disappointment
#sex
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 11:55am
9th Apr 2025 11:55am
mama dilemma
9 of 30
I still hear laughter through the floorboards
& smile to myself
even as my heart constricts
...for a long painful moment
the sound doesn't ring quite as true
...slightly fractured...
it's the thing that makes a mother flinch...
she was in love...giddy with it
sighing over her coffee
smiling secretly as she washed dishes
it's been a rough few years
filled with isolation...medications...changes
retreating from a world no longer welcoming
I wanted more than anything for this to be her bliss ...
I still hear laughter through the floorboards
& smile to myself
even as my heart constricts
...for a long painful moment
the sound doesn't ring quite as true
...slightly fractured...
it's the thing that makes a mother flinch...
she was in love...giddy with it
sighing over her coffee
smiling secretly as she washed dishes
it's been a rough few years
filled with isolation...medications...changes
retreating from a world no longer welcoming
I wanted more than anything for this to be her bliss ...
#daughter
#disappointment
#hope
#love
#motherhood
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 9:02pm
7th Apr 2025 9:02pm
She Didn't Want To Go Home
She was the woman with no name
She came in when they were leaving their offices to go home for the day
Some of the staff tried to be polite and say hello in passing
She never said a word back
She would look at the floor and nod slightly
She was there to clean, that's all
She knew the truth
The truth was that none of these people would give her the time of day if she was outside the building
None of these people would ever be caught dead in her neighborhood
They all made more money in one day then she did in a week
She liked it best...
She came in when they were leaving their offices to go home for the day
Some of the staff tried to be polite and say hello in passing
She never said a word back
She would look at the floor and nod slightly
She was there to clean, that's all
She knew the truth
The truth was that none of these people would give her the time of day if she was outside the building
None of these people would ever be caught dead in her neighborhood
They all made more money in one day then she did in a week
She liked it best...
#disappointment
#dreams
#job
#poverty
#sadness
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Drifting
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 4:55am
5th Apr 2025 4:55am
Figure It Out
I hope one day you finally discover your worth and stop fucking with these losers.
Your dating life is like watching the worlds longest death by a thousand cuts suicide note play itself out in live action and it's the saddest goddamn play I've ever seen.
Once you figure out who the fuck you are, you'll find out who I wrote this for.
Your dating life is like watching the worlds longest death by a thousand cuts suicide note play itself out in live action and it's the saddest goddamn play I've ever seen.
Once you figure out who the fuck you are, you'll find out who I wrote this for.
#disappointment
#frustration
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 6:25pm
4th Apr 2025 6:25pm
THE OLD CHICKEN COUP
There she stood with tears rolling down her face and cheeks
Looking downward – such innocence – mild and meek
Her first trip to the slaughter house was no joke
Proved to be a one-sick hoax!
Slowly but surely – she told us the story
Leaving out NOT the gory!
“I was asked by dad
To join him fast
To pick out a chicken
“O Good Rid dens!
At last – no fret
I’m picking out my very first pet!"
Is what I thought
When my breath I caught!"
So, with joy in my heart,
And exuberantly joyful at the...
Looking downward – such innocence – mild and meek
Her first trip to the slaughter house was no joke
Proved to be a one-sick hoax!
Slowly but surely – she told us the story
Leaving out NOT the gory!
“I was asked by dad
To join him fast
To pick out a chicken
“O Good Rid dens!
At last – no fret
I’m picking out my very first pet!"
Is what I thought
When my breath I caught!"
So, with joy in my heart,
And exuberantly joyful at the...
#disappointment
#emotions
#regret
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BSavvy
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 6:23pm
4th Apr 2025 6:23pm
Love, a Vanishing Mirage
I have chased love like a wayward star,
Only to find it flickering from afar.
A shimmering glow, a whispered dream,
But never the haven it once had seemed.
I poured my soul into hands untrue,
Sculpted castles in skies so blue.
Yet each foundation, cracked and worn,
Left me adrift, tattered, and torn.
They spoke in tongues of forever’s embrace,
Yet behind soft words lay a hollow space.
A lover, an imposter, a master of disguise,
Leaving me drowning in echoed goodbyes.
I stitched my heart with fragile thread,
But...
Only to find it flickering from afar.
A shimmering glow, a whispered dream,
But never the haven it once had seemed.
I poured my soul into hands untrue,
Sculpted castles in skies so blue.
Yet each foundation, cracked and worn,
Left me adrift, tattered, and torn.
They spoke in tongues of forever’s embrace,
Yet behind soft words lay a hollow space.
A lover, an imposter, a master of disguise,
Leaving me drowning in echoed goodbyes.
I stitched my heart with fragile thread,
But...
#disappointment
#emotional
#heartbroken
#love
#relationships
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JacquelineBywater
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 3:28pm
2nd Apr 2025 3:28pm
next?
I thought the next instalment would ask the question;
Why do social services and the NHS in my area think they have the right to judge the general public health and well being when a large amount of them are rather large, to put it politely, or reliant on sooking on vapes ,or fags, outside public paid for premises and some who look like they have not done any physical exercise since playing hopscotch in the school playground..?
Why do social services and the NHS in my area think they have the right to judge the general public health and well being when a large amount of them are rather large, to put it politely, or reliant on sooking on vapes ,or fags, outside public paid for premises and some who look like they have not done any physical exercise since playing hopscotch in the school playground..?
#disappointment
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Maple666
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 10:54am
31st Mar 2025 10:54am
IF YOU CANT SEE ME
I you can't see my silence as pain and hurt
If your can't see me on the bottom in the dirt.
If you can't see me grubby with stains of fear and stinking with streaks of self doubt that shout rinse me out.
if you can't see me at my base camp with nothing how on earth will you be able to truly hear me above the silence of sound.
All I am trying to do is breathe inhale exhale until I know my mind is a rest amongst life's tapestry.
Where my thread is durable and bright enough to be seen when I know my worth.
When I can befriend fear and the...
If your can't see me on the bottom in the dirt.
If you can't see me grubby with stains of fear and stinking with streaks of self doubt that shout rinse me out.
if you can't see me at my base camp with nothing how on earth will you be able to truly hear me above the silence of sound.
All I am trying to do is breathe inhale exhale until I know my mind is a rest amongst life's tapestry.
Where my thread is durable and bright enough to be seen when I know my worth.
When I can befriend fear and the...
#disappointment
#emptiness
#fear
#grief
#sadness
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oskar
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 3:35pm
30th Mar 2025 3:35pm
Greenland's American future
Greenland’s American future
In Nuuk everybody lives in festive houses made of wood, green, blue and red looks homily in the winter landscape
Thei are the people who speaks English, building
A dry dock for submarines, that will protect the sea from intruders, like the Russians and big code fish. The Greenlander will live in nice apartments
That have lifts, naturally the have to pay rent
There will be more shops selling imported food
Soft bread and, of course hamburgers for all
There will be bars with dancing girls included
The local can get...
In Nuuk everybody lives in festive houses made of wood, green, blue and red looks homily in the winter landscape
Thei are the people who speaks English, building
A dry dock for submarines, that will protect the sea from intruders, like the Russians and big code fish. The Greenlander will live in nice apartments
That have lifts, naturally the have to pay rent
There will be more shops selling imported food
Soft bread and, of course hamburgers for all
There will be bars with dancing girls included
The local can get...
#disappointment
#emptiness
#frustration
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