Poems About Frustration Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about frustration seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 9:21pm
1st Jan 2025 9:21pm
Excerpts from Future
Kneeling amid the ruins of what should have been,
haunted by the ghosts of what could have been,
holding the entrails of last years empty promises,
hoping and praying for more of the same.
Don't rock the boat, keep it a float, close your eyes and believe,
believe believe believe in our addiction to the lotus tree,
close the mind, empty the soul, of the doubts that we're not free,
that something is terribly terribly wrong with us
taking an eye for an eye until the whole world's blind,
...
haunted by the ghosts of what could have been,
holding the entrails of last years empty promises,
hoping and praying for more of the same.
Don't rock the boat, keep it a float, close your eyes and believe,
believe believe believe in our addiction to the lotus tree,
close the mind, empty the soul, of the doubts that we're not free,
that something is terribly terribly wrong with us
taking an eye for an eye until the whole world's blind,
...
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
#frustration
#shame
38 reads
2 Comments
3Y3S-THVT-S33
Electra
Electra
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 11:27am
1st Jan 2025 11:27am
Mourning the mornings.
Every morning, I wake up, I wish I weren't in this place.
Every morning, I wake up, I wish I wasn't this way.
Every morning, I wake up, with the same old rage and pain.
Every morning, I wake up, and I feel just the same.
Every morning, I wake up, until the mornings no longer came.
Every morning, I wake up, I wish I wasn't this way.
Every morning, I wake up, with the same old rage and pain.
Every morning, I wake up, and I feel just the same.
Every morning, I wake up, until the mornings no longer came.
#despair
#emptiness
#frustration
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3Y3S-THVT-S33
Electra
Electra
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 3:13am
1st Jan 2025 3:13am
Angry Little Child
Anger holds me like the ribcage holds the heart,
Like the vines strangle the trees,
Like the prison suffocates the sinner,
Like the conscience that eats at the guilty,
Like the banks enslave the river.
Taunting me to defeat,
Choking me till I can't breathe.
Like the vines strangle the trees,
Like the prison suffocates the sinner,
Like the conscience that eats at the guilty,
Like the banks enslave the river.
Taunting me to defeat,
Choking me till I can't breathe.
#anger
#frustration
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goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 7:20am
23rd Dec 2024 7:20am
was i lied to
i have
been told
when
my time
comes,
that i
will be
missed,
i feel
like
i have
been
lied to.
been told
when
my time
comes,
that i
will be
missed,
i feel
like
i have
been
lied to.
#confusion
#denial
#frustration
#loneliness
#sadness
82 reads
8 Comments
Lamjhnsn1
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 11:15am
15th Dec 2024 11:15am
Indulge
He indulges,
Until his belly, metaphorically bulges.
Jesus saves,
But still he craves....
His addiction,
Is the female depiction.
Her friction,
Is both his pleasure, & his affliction....
He tries, but his acts, they live in stark contradiction.
Praying victory, but it reads just like fiction.
Pondering the crucifixion....
Until he feels a Spiritual conviction.
But still, he remains a slave....to this damning infliction.
Until his belly, metaphorically bulges.
Jesus saves,
But still he craves....
His addiction,
Is the female depiction.
Her friction,
Is both his pleasure, & his affliction....
He tries, but his acts, they live in stark contradiction.
Praying victory, but it reads just like fiction.
Pondering the crucifixion....
Until he feels a Spiritual conviction.
But still, he remains a slave....to this damning infliction.
#frustration
#God
#prayer #shame
#prayer #shame
100 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 12:22pm
10th Dec 2024 12:22pm
The Middle EAST
The Middle East
When the persecuted became persecutors
chaos followed; what a mess the Middle East is
Both sides of the conflict like killing one other
up pops more fanatics with eager knives
If you are an Arab Christian, your life is short
if you are a Muslim, they will give you the key
to London and the neighboring locals
Is there such a being as a Christian Jew?
There are Orthodox Jews, men with braided
hair, wearing black hats and dark suits
round glasses make them look scholarly
Their women stay in the background when ...
When the persecuted became persecutors
chaos followed; what a mess the Middle East is
Both sides of the conflict like killing one other
up pops more fanatics with eager knives
If you are an Arab Christian, your life is short
if you are a Muslim, they will give you the key
to London and the neighboring locals
Is there such a being as a Christian Jew?
There are Orthodox Jews, men with braided
hair, wearing black hats and dark suits
round glasses make them look scholarly
Their women stay in the background when ...
#disappointment
#emptiness
#fear #frustration
#fear #frustration
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 8:57pm
8th Dec 2024 8:57pm
Dissolution
We've been through this before
Chaos contains corruption
All the screaming does nothing
But lead to dissolution
What happened to our love
We were meant to be
Fate must've been mistaken
With you and me
We thought we had it
All figured out
Now we're covered in lies
And surrounded by doubt
This burden seems crushing
I want to go back in time
When our words meant something
And you were always by my side
Chaos contains corruption
All the screaming does nothing
But lead to dissolution
What happened to our love
We were meant to be
Fate must've been mistaken
With you and me
We thought we had it
All figured out
Now we're covered in lies
And surrounded by doubt
This burden seems crushing
I want to go back in time
When our words meant something
And you were always by my side
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
#frustration
#regret
56 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 9:57am
7th Dec 2024 9:57am
my suffering (documented)
my suffering
can easily
fill the
long hours
of the
long night,
tested and
pushing
back again,
no audience
to give
me thoughts,
no visible
sound of
speeches,
just more
loneliness
to my
naked eyes,
and i am
at a loss,
for what
i am,
and each
part entirely
knowable,
documented.
can easily
fill the
long hours
of the
long night,
tested and
pushing
back again,
no audience
to give
me thoughts,
no visible
sound of
speeches,
just more
loneliness
to my
naked eyes,
and i am
at a loss,
for what
i am,
and each
part entirely
knowable,
documented.
#confusion
#emptiness
#frustration
#loneliness
#sadness
77 reads
7 Comments
Mundus
Poem Published
6th Dec 2024 5:57am
6th Dec 2024 5:57am
The Meat Grinder
some nights are brutal:
soot, snakes, a sneaking suspicion
it's all a terrible farce,
a race to the nearest cemetery,
about as meaningful
as a church for a fish.
so you take a shower
but the soot sticks
like a barnacle
and the idiot poet
who wrote this
fucked up poem you're in
has had one drink too many,
either that or
somebody keeps tilting the room
while the snakes wear familiar faces
and get closer and closer
until they bite and
you die like Al Pacino in Scarface,
like a moron,
minus...
soot, snakes, a sneaking suspicion
it's all a terrible farce,
a race to the nearest cemetery,
about as meaningful
as a church for a fish.
so you take a shower
but the soot sticks
like a barnacle
and the idiot poet
who wrote this
fucked up poem you're in
has had one drink too many,
either that or
somebody keeps tilting the room
while the snakes wear familiar faces
and get closer and closer
until they bite and
you die like Al Pacino in Scarface,
like a moron,
minus...
#anger
#boredom
#confusion
#despair
#frustration
54 reads
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 10:00pm
1st Dec 2024 10:00pm
ghosting isn't a synonym for edging
Ghosting doesn't count as edging
this isn't foreplay
this is panic dressed up with a smile
your panic
your smile
my fucking problem
If you want me
you know where to find me
and if you promise
not to ghost when we're done
I can show you what a real tease is
Ghosting doesn't count as foreplay
and I'd rather bury this desire
than play in half way
of maybe you will
maybe you won't
You don't get to light us on fire
just to watch me burn alone
So show me what you're...
this isn't foreplay
this is panic dressed up with a smile
your panic
your smile
my fucking problem
If you want me
you know where to find me
and if you promise
not to ghost when we're done
I can show you what a real tease is
Ghosting doesn't count as foreplay
and I'd rather bury this desire
than play in half way
of maybe you will
maybe you won't
You don't get to light us on fire
just to watch me burn alone
So show me what you're...
#friendship
#frustration
#lust
94 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 2:41am
30th Nov 2024 2:41am
question loneliness
i have
begun to
question
loneliness,
rearrange
my thoughts,
whether
light day
or dark
of night,
i come
up with
the same
problems,
because
there is
no one
here to
help me
understand.
begun to
question
loneliness,
rearrange
my thoughts,
whether
light day
or dark
of night,
i come
up with
the same
problems,
because
there is
no one
here to
help me
understand.
#confusion
#disappointment
#frustration
#loneliness
#sadness
115 reads
7 Comments
Ash_233
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 8:02pm
27th Nov 2024 8:02pm
The Checked Box
It’s not in my head.
You keep telling me, “The labs look great, the scans are clean. Maybe, it’s your brain that needs fixing. Maybe… you should try therapy.”
Try therapy? I’ve tried therapy.
I’ve worked through every last emotion until all that’s left is red rage, because there is nothing more to uncover. Nothing more to see than a doctor whose blinders have blinded me.
You make me question every question I ask. Make me wonder, maybe it is all in my head. Because if there was something really wrong, if it was really that bad, someone would’ve figured it...
You keep telling me, “The labs look great, the scans are clean. Maybe, it’s your brain that needs fixing. Maybe… you should try therapy.”
Try therapy? I’ve tried therapy.
I’ve worked through every last emotion until all that’s left is red rage, because there is nothing more to uncover. Nothing more to see than a doctor whose blinders have blinded me.
You make me question every question I ask. Make me wonder, maybe it is all in my head. Because if there was something really wrong, if it was really that bad, someone would’ve figured it...
#anxiety
#confusion
#despair
#frustration
#illness
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