Poems About Frustration Published by Members Recently Online
#frustration
Forevermore...
Submit to never ending onslaught.
Split our world in half.
The flower's begun to wilt.
Unwanted guilt is all what remains
Tell me it's worth something.
It can't just be in vain.
let's see the pain away.
Together.
It's there.
The one place you're afraid to look.
Go there.
Reclaim what is rightfully yours.
Beyond our boundaries.
Hand in hand we'll cross the line.
Entwine and accept the loss.
Beyond our boundaries.
How much can a heart endure.
Before the eventual break. ...
Split our world in half.
The flower's begun to wilt.
Unwanted guilt is all what remains
Tell me it's worth something.
It can't just be in vain.
let's see the pain away.
Together.
It's there.
The one place you're afraid to look.
Go there.
Reclaim what is rightfully yours.
Beyond our boundaries.
Hand in hand we'll cross the line.
Entwine and accept the loss.
Beyond our boundaries.
How much can a heart endure.
Before the eventual break. ...
#hope
#frustration
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8 Comments
Forevermore...
Submit to never ending onslaught.
Split our world in half.
The flower's begun to wilt.
Unwanted guilt is all what remains
Tell me it's worth something.
It can't just be in vain.
let's see the pain away.
Together.
It's there.
The one place you're afraid to look.
Go there.
Reclaim what is rightfully yours.
Beyond our boundaries.
Hand in hand we'll cross the line.
Entwine and accept the loss.
Beyond our boundaries.
How much can a heart endure.
Before the eventual break. ...
Split our world in half.
The flower's begun to wilt.
Unwanted guilt is all what remains
Tell me it's worth something.
It can't just be in vain.
let's see the pain away.
Together.
It's there.
The one place you're afraid to look.
Go there.
Reclaim what is rightfully yours.
Beyond our boundaries.
Hand in hand we'll cross the line.
Entwine and accept the loss.
Beyond our boundaries.
How much can a heart endure.
Before the eventual break. ...
#hope
#frustration
742 reads
8 Comments
Are You Listenin?

#faith
#frustration
#religion
#sadness
#TruthOfLife
194 reads
3 Comments
Are You Listenin?

#faith
#frustration
#religion
#sadness
#TruthOfLife
194 reads
3 Comments
Are You Listenin?

#faith
#frustration
#religion
#sadness
#TruthOfLife
194 reads
3 Comments
Are You Listenin?

#faith
#frustration
#religion
#sadness
#TruthOfLife
194 reads
3 Comments
Are You Listenin?

#faith
#frustration
#religion
#sadness
#TruthOfLife
194 reads
3 Comments
Doodling doodles
creating souls for scenes
trembling thoughts
on brink of birth
then die on the vine
words seeping out
of creative minds
drop on infertile ground
leaving nothing but blank walls
and flickering screens.
Grace Sept 2018
trembling thoughts
on brink of birth
then die on the vine
words seeping out
of creative minds
drop on infertile ground
leaving nothing but blank walls
and flickering screens.
Grace Sept 2018
#frustration
#despair
1392 reads
4 Comments
Doodling doodles
creating souls for scenes
trembling thoughts
on brink of birth
then die on the vine
words seeping out
of creative minds
drop on infertile ground
leaving nothing but blank walls
and flickering screens.
Grace Sept 2018
trembling thoughts
on brink of birth
then die on the vine
words seeping out
of creative minds
drop on infertile ground
leaving nothing but blank walls
and flickering screens.
Grace Sept 2018
#frustration
#despair
1392 reads
4 Comments
Bizarre Puzzle
I collect a bizarre puzzle from your views and words,
Between us - time and the abyss. And, probably, love ...
To pinch my hand, or something, it's time to wake up ...
I believe in good to much, I am so charmingly blind
In your eyes I was frantically looking for traces of us,
Or maybe it was just a chill that has already passed? ..
The next summer will come, declaring its rights
When will all this be forgotten and decay to dust? ..
So many countries, kilometers, spaces ... Tired of counting
And not a single miserable corner where you could hug me...
Between us - time and the abyss. And, probably, love ...
To pinch my hand, or something, it's time to wake up ...
I believe in good to much, I am so charmingly blind
In your eyes I was frantically looking for traces of us,
Or maybe it was just a chill that has already passed? ..
The next summer will come, declaring its rights
When will all this be forgotten and decay to dust? ..
So many countries, kilometers, spaces ... Tired of counting
And not a single miserable corner where you could hug me...
#frustration
#disappointment
632 reads
24 Comments
Bizarre Puzzle
I collect a bizarre puzzle from your views and words,
Between us - time and the abyss. And, probably, love ...
To pinch my hand, or something, it's time to wake up ...
I believe in good to much, I am so charmingly blind
In your eyes I was frantically looking for traces of us,
Or maybe it was just a chill that has already passed? ..
The next summer will come, declaring its rights
When will all this be forgotten and decay to dust? ..
So many countries, kilometers, spaces ... Tired of counting
And not a single miserable corner where you could hug me...
Between us - time and the abyss. And, probably, love ...
To pinch my hand, or something, it's time to wake up ...
I believe in good to much, I am so charmingly blind
In your eyes I was frantically looking for traces of us,
Or maybe it was just a chill that has already passed? ..
The next summer will come, declaring its rights
When will all this be forgotten and decay to dust? ..
So many countries, kilometers, spaces ... Tired of counting
And not a single miserable corner where you could hug me...
#frustration
#disappointment
632 reads
24 Comments
Knuckle-dragger Rampage
One chess game teaches ramifications
and yet we continue to pollute
with every counterproductive commute
in our ecologic relations
since we are the apes who refuse to learn
beyond our personal advantage
and all of the progress we mismanage
into a declining maelstrom churn
of an ever baneful Charybdis mash
no doubt to be soon set aglow someday
by waves of radioactive decay
long smoking like a global calabash
because the anger of Earth's apex ape
preempted sapience from taking shape.
and yet we continue to pollute
with every counterproductive commute
in our ecologic relations
since we are the apes who refuse to learn
beyond our personal advantage
and all of the progress we mismanage
into a declining maelstrom churn
of an ever baneful Charybdis mash
no doubt to be soon set aglow someday
by waves of radioactive decay
long smoking like a global calabash
because the anger of Earth's apex ape
preempted sapience from taking shape.
#apathy
#disappointment
#frustration #ignorance
#frustration #ignorance
189 reads
10 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Frustration Published by Members Recently Online