Misunderstood Poems
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Misunderstood poems about people who are struggling to get others to understand them correctly. Misunderstood poems include poems about searching for a place in the world, struggling with identity and looking for a sense of belonging. Also, poems about relationship and family misunderstandings.
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
8th Jun 2022 3:54am
8th Jun 2022 3:54am
Common Ground
Tragedy becomes a distant dream
After an enumeration of years
Dispels the bitter alluvial stream
Into the trail dust of futile tears.
Thusly pain, with pleasure, grows dim with age
Until even charmed nostalgia fades
Or crinkles along a scholars page
Well beyond the time all folklore degrades
Into the compost of future story,
Where, manured into elocution
Representing chivalry and glory
Or a long overdue absolution,
Stray tears drop again from cathartic thoughts
When graveyards and theater share their plots.
After an enumeration of years
Dispels the bitter alluvial stream
Into the trail dust of futile tears.
Thusly pain, with pleasure, grows dim with age
Until even charmed nostalgia fades
Or crinkles along a scholars page
Well beyond the time all folklore degrades
Into the compost of future story,
Where, manured into elocution
Representing chivalry and glory
Or a long overdue absolution,
Stray tears drop again from cathartic thoughts
When graveyards and theater share their plots.
#memories
#misunderstood
#MovingOn #sacrifice
#MovingOn #sacrifice
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
23rd May 2022 9:18am
23rd May 2022 9:18am
Asylum
I give salutations to troubled souls
And marvel at the unwelcome states
Of those persisting interior debates;
Thinking they've lost all their self controls.
It's then I scold myself for heartless thoughts,
Forgetting that brains must be silly things
Allowed from time to time to stretch their wings
And flap themselves above the hellish spots
Where flightless mentation sometimes maroons.
But there, amid the strand desolation,
Of existential consolidation...
Reflects the dazzle of a thousand moons;
Every one of them as graceful a...
And marvel at the unwelcome states
Of those persisting interior debates;
Thinking they've lost all their self controls.
It's then I scold myself for heartless thoughts,
Forgetting that brains must be silly things
Allowed from time to time to stretch their wings
And flap themselves above the hellish spots
Where flightless mentation sometimes maroons.
But there, amid the strand desolation,
Of existential consolidation...
Reflects the dazzle of a thousand moons;
Every one of them as graceful a...
#LGBT
#addiction
#misunderstood #transgender
#misunderstood #transgender
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AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
18th May 2022 7:42pm
18th May 2022 7:42pm
Oh NO! Snap! And Life is gone.
Today I've sent an alarming invitation
to my yucky past of scholarly doom;
when boredom struggled in patience;
I have sent it; but to whom?
It was to my frizzy hair.
It was the issue, most of all.
Excellence does often bear
the crown of lack of hairstyle.
I did waste my teenage years.
For I guiltily just always studied.
Salt smells of vacations but my tears
tasted like the very same ingredient, but bullied.
Now, university has different airs.
Freedom unlocked, like there's no tomorrow. ...
to my yucky past of scholarly doom;
when boredom struggled in patience;
I have sent it; but to whom?
It was to my frizzy hair.
It was the issue, most of all.
Excellence does often bear
the crown of lack of hairstyle.
I did waste my teenage years.
For I guiltily just always studied.
Salt smells of vacations but my tears
tasted like the very same ingredient, but bullied.
Now, university has different airs.
Freedom unlocked, like there's no tomorrow. ...
#courage
#LifeStruggles
#misunderstood
#FeelingTrapped
#responsibility
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
16th May 2022 2:13am
16th May 2022 2:13am
Costly Misunderstanding - Short story based on a news report
#marriage
#betrayal
#misunderstood #pregnancy
#misunderstood #pregnancy
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Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
27th Apr 2022 4:53pm
27th Apr 2022 4:53pm
Butterfly Tights
i wish i knew how to tell you what’s wrong with me..
your eyes are windows, i can see the questions inside
and they like to stay there, don’t they?
having said that, i am misunderstood
people circle my waking hours like moths to a street lamp
they are attracted
am i selfish for arousing it?
trying to catch me is all the fun
some call it playing “hard to get”
but i just love a good game
and boredom is my enemy.
i scare myself with this brain of mine
trapped in a doll-like body, so
unassuming
so i...
your eyes are windows, i can see the questions inside
and they like to stay there, don’t they?
having said that, i am misunderstood
people circle my waking hours like moths to a street lamp
they are attracted
am i selfish for arousing it?
trying to catch me is all the fun
some call it playing “hard to get”
but i just love a good game
and boredom is my enemy.
i scare myself with this brain of mine
trapped in a doll-like body, so
unassuming
so i...
#dark
#butterfly
#misunderstood
#confusion
#NaPoWriMo2022
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fieryangelsouljia
M6rr6g6n
M6rr6g6n
Poem Published
27th Apr 2022 7:42am
27th Apr 2022 7:42am
I Won't Sing Again
An instrument's lost
to wind resistance
in this storm
and melodies are wasted
on an audience
that cannot hear past
their own ghosts
My voice is only nice
for the first few minutes
and then it's not
and even when you listen
it's like all you hear
are my flaws
I wrote for you my heart
on pretty paper I got
from an artist's shop;
measured every beat
describing everything
you meant to me
writing out my dreams
for you and all...
to wind resistance
in this storm
and melodies are wasted
on an audience
that cannot hear past
their own ghosts
My voice is only nice
for the first few minutes
and then it's not
and even when you listen
it's like all you hear
are my flaws
I wrote for you my heart
on pretty paper I got
from an artist's shop;
measured every beat
describing everything
you meant to me
writing out my dreams
for you and all...
#sadness
#regret
#grief
#abuse
#misunderstood
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CortanaBlaze
Poem Published
17th Apr 2022 3:35pm
17th Apr 2022 3:35pm
Anxiety's call to me
Anyway now panic will come,
It races through my body like a drug,
I never asked for this panic it came to me,
I'm so lonely in this falling temple of a world,
But everyone is lonely in their own way,
The panic is coming every day,
Almost routine,
Why can't everyone stop,
stop...everything.
Anxiety calls to me, I hear it through the thrush,
It creeps like a wolf,
Waiting for my day to crush,
Anxiety calls to me,
day and night.
Waiting for all to crumble
But always keep your head up high and realize,
Someone WILL be...
It races through my body like a drug,
I never asked for this panic it came to me,
I'm so lonely in this falling temple of a world,
But everyone is lonely in their own way,
The panic is coming every day,
Almost routine,
Why can't everyone stop,
stop...everything.
Anxiety calls to me, I hear it through the thrush,
It creeps like a wolf,
Waiting for my day to crush,
Anxiety calls to me,
day and night.
Waiting for all to crumble
But always keep your head up high and realize,
Someone WILL be...
#abuse
#misunderstood
#suffering
#FeelingTrapped
#fear
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DreamIllusions
Poem Published
14th Apr 2022 2:26pm
14th Apr 2022 2:26pm
The Black Widow in My Grandmother's Blood
She haunts me
And loves me
And maybe she lives in me
Waiting
For prey
That black widow that she was
I'm guessing it never died
When she died
Long after every single husband died
All four of them
She'd just smile
Pat my head
Pass it on
Willingly
So I too
Will look for prey
There's already been two
Gone, dead
I dare not meet another
But that black widow
In my blood
Races to my heart
And strokes it lovingly
And tells me
Not to be alone
To choose another
And bite ...
And loves me
And maybe she lives in me
Waiting
For prey
That black widow that she was
I'm guessing it never died
When she died
Long after every single husband died
All four of them
She'd just smile
Pat my head
Pass it on
Willingly
So I too
Will look for prey
There's already been two
Gone, dead
I dare not meet another
But that black widow
In my blood
Races to my heart
And strokes it lovingly
And tells me
Not to be alone
To choose another
And bite ...
#dark
#death
#memories
#misunderstood
#sacrifice
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Renee
Poem Published
11th Apr 2022 6:36pm
11th Apr 2022 6:36pm
Sequestered
I suppress the deepest part of my essence for fear of retrieval.
If the spark hits I
Extinguish upon air.
The dark, dirty, gritty, color oh color…..life lives far deep within the prison created for such emotions lock and keyed sequestered. For if let out it would disturb the rules set by me societally standard.
Keep pushing keep pressing keep it down. Creativity must be silenced passion isolated be quite be still.
For if it were found passion might engulf in flames
And the precious little yarn that locks my prison might unravel. ...
If the spark hits I
Extinguish upon air.
The dark, dirty, gritty, color oh color…..life lives far deep within the prison created for such emotions lock and keyed sequestered. For if let out it would disturb the rules set by me societally standard.
Keep pushing keep pressing keep it down. Creativity must be silenced passion isolated be quite be still.
For if it were found passion might engulf in flames
And the precious little yarn that locks my prison might unravel. ...
#strength
#misunderstood
#vanity
#hypocrisy
#tolerance
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nightbirdblue
Poem Published
21st Mar 2022 3:56am
21st Mar 2022 3:56am
Fallen Petal
withered now
this petal was
once so soft
brush strokes
gently fade away
drift into
the background
of a painting
hanging crooked
on a wall in an old
abandoned hall
the lady in
the photograph
tells us all
her secrets
woven in words
across canvas and
through time
fleeing her mind
truths written
now spilt
upon divine
tapestries strewn
with illiterate ink
not understanding
the consequences
of...
this petal was
once so soft
brush strokes
gently fade away
drift into
the background
of a painting
hanging crooked
on a wall in an old
abandoned hall
the lady in
the photograph
tells us all
her secrets
woven in words
across canvas and
through time
fleeing her mind
truths written
now spilt
upon divine
tapestries strewn
with illiterate ink
not understanding
the consequences
of...
#secrets
#flowers
#misunderstood
#learning
#bittersweet
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sierraD61
Poem Published
19th Mar 2022 2:42am
19th Mar 2022 2:42am
Resurrection
Your grace is of a dying breed
I stare into your smile and wish
I could steal your pain,
Supply your needs
To lose your right to motherhood
Before your 17th birthday
Defective mother,
If only your daughter knew
The tears you cried the night
you knew she’d never be born
The bathrooms lined with the burden
That your body couldn’t bear
Your heart seared with the daggers
That this cruel world throws at you
You died at their hands
And reborn an honorand
If only your mother knew
The light she gave you ...
I stare into your smile and wish
I could steal your pain,
Supply your needs
To lose your right to motherhood
Before your 17th birthday
Defective mother,
If only your daughter knew
The tears you cried the night
you knew she’d never be born
The bathrooms lined with the burden
That your body couldn’t bear
Your heart seared with the daggers
That this cruel world throws at you
You died at their hands
And reborn an honorand
If only your mother knew
The light she gave you ...
#motherhood
#death
#rebirth #misunderstood
#rebirth #misunderstood
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jessica_orr
Jessica Orr
Jessica Orr
Poem Published
4th Mar 2022 4:20am
4th Mar 2022 4:20am
Brought to bear
somewhere there lived her.
so many facets, six eyes, blonde
hair and stroke down;
i saw so many universes.
the worse day was the move,
the French breeze and I swong
down the alley to bear witness
and I was taken aback to her world.
brought to bear, to be on display,
I wagered my life was so sad
and wish for mediocre place
were I was.
did it happen? Escape,I broke to the place
I brought to bear and made to the door back;
mediocre but not important,
she, 6 blue eyes and hair of hay
was a star and...
so many facets, six eyes, blonde
hair and stroke down;
i saw so many universes.
the worse day was the move,
the French breeze and I swong
down the alley to bear witness
and I was taken aback to her world.
brought to bear, to be on display,
I wagered my life was so sad
and wish for mediocre place
were I was.
did it happen? Escape,I broke to the place
I brought to bear and made to the door back;
mediocre but not important,
she, 6 blue eyes and hair of hay
was a star and...
#misunderstood
#aliens
#magic
#philosophical
#scifi
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