Least Read Poems About Emotions
#emotions
Second Wind
I’m sweating letters from my pores
Must keep up my pace in these Napo wars
I’ve been through hunger strikes and sores
To brain freezes both in and outdoors
I put meals on wheels on speed dial
My wife’s cooking deserves a trial
Mars and Venus are out of alignment
I can barely continue this assignment
Someone, please force me to stop
Or at least take the reigns and make it a co-op
I can’t feel my fingers anymore
This verbiage stew is hard to ignore
My stomach growls
This persistence howls
My light bill’s growing
My...
Must keep up my pace in these Napo wars
I’ve been through hunger strikes and sores
To brain freezes both in and outdoors
I put meals on wheels on speed dial
My wife’s cooking deserves a trial
Mars and Venus are out of alignment
I can barely continue this assignment
Someone, please force me to stop
Or at least take the reigns and make it a co-op
I can’t feel my fingers anymore
This verbiage stew is hard to ignore
My stomach growls
This persistence howls
My light bill’s growing
My...
#hope
#rhyming
#frustration
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Drawing Circles
The puddles I engorge
Falsify my course of action
Cemented in the past they forge
A permanent reminder of my traction
Daily struggles I juggle
While acrobatically walking the line
Watching every step for trouble
I ensure I don’t recline
Careful of my existence
I keep track of every foot
Looking back to calculate the distance
As if it were residual output
Pushing through the crowd of eyes
I slowly begin to realize
The world is backward and full of lies
Napo, Napo 21 surely flies
March drums...
Falsify my course of action
Cemented in the past they forge
A permanent reminder of my traction
Daily struggles I juggle
While acrobatically walking the line
Watching every step for trouble
I ensure I don’t recline
Careful of my existence
I keep track of every foot
Looking back to calculate the distance
As if it were residual output
Pushing through the crowd of eyes
I slowly begin to realize
The world is backward and full of lies
Napo, Napo 21 surely flies
March drums...
#frustration
#confusion
#boredom
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2021
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As I lay crying
Awoke, with pressure in my head,
Brain felt like balloon, pink 'n' red.
As clichèt as it sounds,
It'll POP 'n' explode rounds.
a continual pump action,
Cranium capacity, full,
No more room, even a fraction,
Cracking open the skull.
Eleven hours, most of the day,
Head'll go BOOM, so clichèt.
The very next day I wake up,
Deep in ocean, like U-boat, sub.
Surface top, is baseline,
Emotions dive 'n' decline.
Periscope reluctant to raise,
Unable to see above top. ...
Brain felt like balloon, pink 'n' red.
As clichèt as it sounds,
It'll POP 'n' explode rounds.
a continual pump action,
Cranium capacity, full,
No more room, even a fraction,
Cracking open the skull.
Eleven hours, most of the day,
Head'll go BOOM, so clichèt.
The very next day I wake up,
Deep in ocean, like U-boat, sub.
Surface top, is baseline,
Emotions dive 'n' decline.
Periscope reluctant to raise,
Unable to see above top. ...
#sadness
#LifeStruggles
#shame
#TimeHeals
#emotions
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Wounds May Heal but Scars Run Deep
I used to recall
How “empathy” felt
Spring was in my heart without fall
Winter wrapped around my belt
Summer was my season
Free of hatred’s treason
My love became a blossomed rose bed
Petaled with bouquets free of vines
Butterflies haloed about my head
My personality had no confines
The sun was free to shine
While the rain would troll away
Robins nested where I’d lay
As their songs
Delightfully encouraged my hammock to sway
Until that dark and stormy day
When you introduced me to your wrongs
They shadowed my...
How “empathy” felt
Spring was in my heart without fall
Winter wrapped around my belt
Summer was my season
Free of hatred’s treason
My love became a blossomed rose bed
Petaled with bouquets free of vines
Butterflies haloed about my head
My personality had no confines
The sun was free to shine
While the rain would troll away
Robins nested where I’d lay
As their songs
Delightfully encouraged my hammock to sway
Until that dark and stormy day
When you introduced me to your wrongs
They shadowed my...
#love
#heartbroken
#despair
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2020
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5 Comments
I'm At Home
Endlessly I sought the lines of a poet’s verse
Writing day and night in a sheltered hearse
My pen was the sanctity that kept the beasts away
It littered my cardboard in a hieroglyphic display
I wrote on the back of my world and tucked it far within its mind
My residence was pillar to post and sometimes an inadequate find
I lassoed the moons dimmest rays of light
Rebuking fell creatures of the night
Wild and free was my imagination
Creative liberty my motivation
I dug through landfills of words
Feasting off the worms of early birds
I...
Writing day and night in a sheltered hearse
My pen was the sanctity that kept the beasts away
It littered my cardboard in a hieroglyphic display
I wrote on the back of my world and tucked it far within its mind
My residence was pillar to post and sometimes an inadequate find
I lassoed the moons dimmest rays of light
Rebuking fell creatures of the night
Wild and free was my imagination
Creative liberty my motivation
I dug through landfills of words
Feasting off the worms of early birds
I...
#happiness
#strength
#motivational
#gratitude
#emotions
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Ooohhh Happy Day
Ooohhh happy day
My Super Nintendo
Arrived today
After four weeks of waiting
I’m finally celebrating
What a beautiful day
For some childhood advocating
I bought the classics back
Now it’s time for me to attack
Mortal Kombat and Streetfighter
Were always my personal igniter
I played them so much as a kid
You’d think they fell off the grid
Everything works as if it were new
I don’t know about you
But I’m a big kid at heart
Who can turn poetry into art
I’m an old man gamer a la carte
And I can’t...
My Super Nintendo
Arrived today
After four weeks of waiting
I’m finally celebrating
What a beautiful day
For some childhood advocating
I bought the classics back
Now it’s time for me to attack
Mortal Kombat and Streetfighter
Were always my personal igniter
I played them so much as a kid
You’d think they fell off the grid
Everything works as if it were new
I don’t know about you
But I’m a big kid at heart
Who can turn poetry into art
I’m an old man gamer a la carte
And I can’t...
#happiness
#love
#admiration
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Lost
My eyes became balloons
When I targeted the prize
My heart grew the size of moons
Kidnapping my breath like a child
On the brink to become baptized
My childhood flashed
In brief moments of elation
So many smiles cracked my face
Surrounded by the annoyance
Of delivery vexation
The price was right
Avoiding a crater in my wallet
Though my childhood is priceless
I was more than happy to swallow it
Daydreams and dreams at night
Playing hooky for just a bite
Tournaments with friends...
When I targeted the prize
My heart grew the size of moons
Kidnapping my breath like a child
On the brink to become baptized
My childhood flashed
In brief moments of elation
So many smiles cracked my face
Surrounded by the annoyance
Of delivery vexation
The price was right
Avoiding a crater in my wallet
Though my childhood is priceless
I was more than happy to swallow it
Daydreams and dreams at night
Playing hooky for just a bite
Tournaments with friends...
#happiness
#sadness
#love
#disappointment
#emotions
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Red Light, Green Light, Poetry All Night
Red light
Greenlight
Poetry all night
Wee hours in the morning
My poetry’s still calling
Sun up
Sundown
Chin-up
Pen down
Nourishment is optional
Sleep is inoperable
Blisters are the game
SOTJ’s my name
Syllables and verbage soup
Cigarettes and coffee loop
Hemorrhage homage headaches
Nonstop poetical sweepstakes
Inspiration on the fritz
Number and alphabetical blitz
Words behind eyelids
Self-destructive bids
Napo in my dreams
Napo in my screams
Napo in my blood
Napo in my...
Greenlight
Poetry all night
Wee hours in the morning
My poetry’s still calling
Sun up
Sundown
Chin-up
Pen down
Nourishment is optional
Sleep is inoperable
Blisters are the game
SOTJ’s my name
Syllables and verbage soup
Cigarettes and coffee loop
Hemorrhage homage headaches
Nonstop poetical sweepstakes
Inspiration on the fritz
Number and alphabetical blitz
Words behind eyelids
Self-destructive bids
Napo in my dreams
Napo in my screams
Napo in my blood
Napo in my...
#strength
#courage
#rhyming
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2021
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The Dog
The moment fleeting
quick is the flash from the past
brown leaves and gray skies
fox feels the forest winter cold
jumped with ideas trampling peace
over the moon with anxiety
the night looming in the distance
lazy breezes becoming a trap as
dog days leave you aching
quick is the flash from the past
brown leaves and gray skies
fox feels the forest winter cold
jumped with ideas trampling peace
over the moon with anxiety
the night looming in the distance
lazy breezes becoming a trap as
dog days leave you aching
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#emotions
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Window Shopping
You seem to enjoy
Pulling away at my strings
A puppet master without employ
Sea-sawing on my impulses as the pendulum swings
You mock at my suffrage
From the refuge of your store
Granting immunity to my orderlies’ roughage
Discouraging my efforts for more
You sit on my ego
Fly fishing my impatience
Breaking and entering is illegal
So I’m straight jacketing my patients
Childhood memories rage
Throwing popcorn from the rear seats of the glass
So many awesome titles rumble in the beat em’ up stage
Finally I’m not...
Pulling away at my strings
A puppet master without employ
Sea-sawing on my impulses as the pendulum swings
You mock at my suffrage
From the refuge of your store
Granting immunity to my orderlies’ roughage
Discouraging my efforts for more
You sit on my ego
Fly fishing my impatience
Breaking and entering is illegal
So I’m straight jacketing my patients
Childhood memories rage
Throwing popcorn from the rear seats of the glass
So many awesome titles rumble in the beat em’ up stage
Finally I’m not...
#anxiety
#hope
#heartbroken
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2020
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The Best Life Still To Live
Funny how you can see forever down the
barrel of a gun, it’s as if the cylindrical
shadow siphons the soul into a darker
place, forever stares at you and blows you
a kiss that tickles your trigger finger
It’s a familiar feeling for the warrior, always
fighting forward, battling with such bravery
knowing all too well that loss lies lurking
at the door, it never occurred to him that it
would be his child, the first born
Oh but to dive into that black pool and
reach for a hand not there is terrifying,
darkness though...
barrel of a gun, it’s as if the cylindrical
shadow siphons the soul into a darker
place, forever stares at you and blows you
a kiss that tickles your trigger finger
It’s a familiar feeling for the warrior, always
fighting forward, battling with such bravery
knowing all too well that loss lies lurking
at the door, it never occurred to him that it
would be his child, the first born
Oh but to dive into that black pool and
reach for a hand not there is terrifying,
darkness though...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#love #TimeHeals
#love #TimeHeals
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rich man's blue
Rich man’s blue
A problem when a person meets someone
seriously, they lose their logical sense when
the rich person speaks to them or smile
They are ready to agree that the person says
is the truth, if we accept what he says
He makes mundane of going to Mars
we know his timeline is wrong
but what the heck, he foots the bill
I think of Elon Musk, who has become
the new Shreck role Putin had
But it didn’t sit well as old Putin looked cultural
Wear a nice tie and is a dog lover
His foray into German politics is brave and...
A problem when a person meets someone
seriously, they lose their logical sense when
the rich person speaks to them or smile
They are ready to agree that the person says
is the truth, if we accept what he says
He makes mundane of going to Mars
we know his timeline is wrong
but what the heck, he foots the bill
I think of Elon Musk, who has become
the new Shreck role Putin had
But it didn’t sit well as old Putin looked cultural
Wear a nice tie and is a dog lover
His foray into German politics is brave and...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#kindness
#love
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