Poems about Fear
#fear
Poems about fear, here you'll find poetry about struggling to overcome fear. Poems about what scares us, and how we confront those fears. A range of poems about all aspects of fear, from being completely overwhelmed by irrational fears, to growing and learning by facing our deepest, darkest fears.
Between
as he licks
her breast
savoring salt
she struggles
in the place
between fear
and desire
(C) 2021 Raibeart Bruis
her breast
savoring salt
she struggles
in the place
between fear
and desire
(C) 2021 Raibeart Bruis
#sensual
#passion
#fear
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Wrath
Visual Poem
Be leary of her wrath
she dances through flames
without risk of being singed
The fire recognizes
the fury raging within her,
taking her in as one of it’s own
But you, however,
will certainly be scorched
in her seething fumes
until her anger incinerates
Left with your heart set ablaze
and your soul burning
while she decides
whether or not to
mercifully put you out
Or stand back and watch,...
Be leary of her wrath
she dances through flames
without risk of being singed
The fire recognizes
the fury raging within her,
taking her in as one of it’s own
But you, however,
will certainly be scorched
in her seething fumes
until her anger incinerates
Left with your heart set ablaze
and your soul burning
while she decides
whether or not to
mercifully put you out
Or stand back and watch,...
#anger
#frustration
#hurt #fear
#hurt #fear
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Let Me Die By The Knife
Cut me down with your sword
I'd rather die by the knife
Dont cut me down with your cruel tongue
Please have respect for my life.
If I'm to fall by the grace of God?
Then fall I surely shall
You wont break my back with your rod
Instead I will firmly stand tall.
Feed me with your wisdom, nurture my soul
Practice on me if you will your devotion
Dont break my soul, if you, must break bones
But please take care with my emotions.
If I'm to be slayed, if I'm to be tortured
Then torture me as you please
I care...
I'd rather die by the knife
Dont cut me down with your cruel tongue
Please have respect for my life.
If I'm to fall by the grace of God?
Then fall I surely shall
You wont break my back with your rod
Instead I will firmly stand tall.
Feed me with your wisdom, nurture my soul
Practice on me if you will your devotion
Dont break my soul, if you, must break bones
But please take care with my emotions.
If I'm to be slayed, if I'm to be tortured
Then torture me as you please
I care...
#fear
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Crows -
I sat inside
listening
to the calls
from the crows
that posted themselves
like sentries
in the tall trees
decorating my landscape
their calls
piercing
the impending
rain
that was expecting
to gather
but yet it was just talk
and the crows
continued
the pursuit
of sitting on those
limbs far up
in the tall trees
exhibiting
the freedom
that mocked me
and I became envious
I wanted to be
one of those black specks
those winged freedom ...
listening
to the calls
from the crows
that posted themselves
like sentries
in the tall trees
decorating my landscape
their calls
piercing
the impending
rain
that was expecting
to gather
but yet it was just talk
and the crows
continued
the pursuit
of sitting on those
limbs far up
in the tall trees
exhibiting
the freedom
that mocked me
and I became envious
I wanted to be
one of those black specks
those winged freedom ...
#LifeStruggles
#escape
#fear
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Silhouette
You breathe through the air. Its jacket fits snugly. Its jacket is pale grey blue, and gripping.
It feels, a Forrest surrounds you. The blackening etch of your nature against cold tile like elephant ivory.
The ink seeps into the spread of age. It is blue dark. The picture blurs.
The only sound has been captured within the trumpet. The brass bulges, and begins to fracture.
What escapes; weeping. A low moan and the gurgle of a man drowning. Slowly.
His toes pointed downwards.
To the bottom like a dart. The silhouette of a body...
It feels, a Forrest surrounds you. The blackening etch of your nature against cold tile like elephant ivory.
The ink seeps into the spread of age. It is blue dark. The picture blurs.
The only sound has been captured within the trumpet. The brass bulges, and begins to fracture.
What escapes; weeping. A low moan and the gurgle of a man drowning. Slowly.
His toes pointed downwards.
To the bottom like a dart. The silhouette of a body...
#fear
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Awoken
Awoken
Verse One
The booming sound of a drum hidden deep.
This place, for some time, had been deserted.
Into all rooms the music begins to seep.
Can this disturbance within be averted?
Recently, silence has been my only friend.
Should I suppress this rhythm coming from below?
Up through my very core the music does ascend.
Now the reason for my panic begins to show.
Enter a luminous light dancing on the wall.
My eyes were reborn, immersed in the newborn flame.
Upon reflection, I sold my sight for alcohol; ...
Verse One
The booming sound of a drum hidden deep.
This place, for some time, had been deserted.
Into all rooms the music begins to seep.
Can this disturbance within be averted?
Recently, silence has been my only friend.
Should I suppress this rhythm coming from below?
Up through my very core the music does ascend.
Now the reason for my panic begins to show.
Enter a luminous light dancing on the wall.
My eyes were reborn, immersed in the newborn flame.
Upon reflection, I sold my sight for alcohol; ...
#sadness
#loneliness
#dark
#silence
#fear
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never-day thoughts
time came to an end;
the form was pay now-
i had exactly what i put in.
when i think of many days;
stomach to bed; cigarettes-
law firm stuffy-
will i die here?
the gods say,"bask & suffer,
and feel life;
regret nothing as you will be
back"
i sleep and
dream
i have enough socked away.
the form was pay now-
i had exactly what i put in.
when i think of many days;
stomach to bed; cigarettes-
law firm stuffy-
will i die here?
the gods say,"bask & suffer,
and feel life;
regret nothing as you will be
back"
i sleep and
dream
i have enough socked away.
#loneliness
#breakup
#FeelingLost #fear
#FeelingLost #fear
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THE TRUE PRISON OF PAIN
Here you ever been in a situation of I am now upon bended knees with shackle cuffs and chains around your wrist, as the whispers of the silent voices creeps through the night images of nightmares that only you can see through the visions of pain. But even as the whispers of the pain screams within the deepness of your mind, touching and pulling at the very core of the heart and being of thyself, having you even doubting your own inability as an individual to stand and fight. Yet as the tides pour over you as they move through the ocean constantly moving, within the many streams of waves...
#grief
#FeelingLost
#suffering
#FeelingTrapped
#fear
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Trapped
She was obsessed with her fear
the dangers of love,
the agony of despair,
the pain of heartbreak,
froze her in her tracks
the dangers of love,
the agony of despair,
the pain of heartbreak,
froze her in her tracks
#sadness
#dark
#heartbroken
#denial
#fear
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f#ck it, we're doing it large
we were in the supermarket
and I was scared by how crowded
it was head down trolley in hand and charge !
and I was scared by how crowded
it was head down trolley in hand and charge !
#fear
#pandemic
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downhill

#grief
#dark
#heartbroken
#emptiness
#fear
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Abhorrent affliction
Apprehensive atmosphere
Closed around him with
Hateful hostility
Menacingly mocking
As his autonomy
Fearfully faded
Abhorrent affliction
Creeps in from
Secretive shadows
Vainly claiming
It's conquered
Feeble frailty
Closed around him with
Hateful hostility
Menacingly mocking
As his autonomy
Fearfully faded
Abhorrent affliction
Creeps in from
Secretive shadows
Vainly claiming
It's conquered
Feeble frailty
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#fear
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