Misunderstood Poems
#misunderstood
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.
missjem56
Poem Published
25th Feb 2022 9:47pm
25th Feb 2022 9:47pm
Fluent? (Haiku)
What is a Haiku?
Did you bless me? I didn't sneeze!
Not in Japanese?
by Jemia
Did you bless me? I didn't sneeze!
Not in Japanese?
by Jemia
#haiku
#funny
#misunderstood #PowerOfWords
#misunderstood #PowerOfWords
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da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2022 6:50pm
22nd Feb 2022 6:50pm
No Keys Turning Me
No longer care bout who misunderstands me
We can agree to disagree; decree c'est la vie
Arevaderche to thee who sees me negatively
Me is who I'll always be; capital letter after C
Amon after kneeling then writing this poetry
Explaining ain't clearing the acuity some see
I'll never be pulled by strings like the homey P
No key will be locking me into other's fallacies
I'd rather be completely lonely than to be he
Cognitively, I now see everything differently
Historically, I use to be he quickly to please
Presently,...
We can agree to disagree; decree c'est la vie
Arevaderche to thee who sees me negatively
Me is who I'll always be; capital letter after C
Amon after kneeling then writing this poetry
Explaining ain't clearing the acuity some see
I'll never be pulled by strings like the homey P
No key will be locking me into other's fallacies
I'd rather be completely lonely than to be he
Cognitively, I now see everything differently
Historically, I use to be he quickly to please
Presently,...
#anger
#misunderstood
448 reads
8 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
8th Feb 2022 10:14am
8th Feb 2022 10:14am
mother's love
Mothers love
When and on the sofa with a girl and things got heated
but when the lady said that was it
better go home, masturbate and read a sexy magazine.
But some go too far from the anger of rejection
if he succeeds, he takes pleasure in humiliating victims
The love he reserves from his mother on her birthday.
Oh, she hears him coming and going at odd hours goes
to his room avoiding her, she knows he has been upset
why could they not be nicer to him?
“Woman raped and killed going home from work.”
She knows in her heart but let...
When and on the sofa with a girl and things got heated
but when the lady said that was it
better go home, masturbate and read a sexy magazine.
But some go too far from the anger of rejection
if he succeeds, he takes pleasure in humiliating victims
The love he reserves from his mother on her birthday.
Oh, she hears him coming and going at odd hours goes
to his room avoiding her, she knows he has been upset
why could they not be nicer to him?
“Woman raped and killed going home from work.”
She knows in her heart but let...
#kindness
#dark
#misunderstood
#hypocrisy
#tolerance
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
30th Jan 2022 6:17pm
30th Jan 2022 6:17pm
WE DON'T TALK ANYMORE
How much more can I take of a love on a two way street, with no commitment and no honesty and truth and trust. For here we are years later as we sometimes ask OURSELVE, for so long why do we have to go through the process of hurting each other. Even though we fuss and fight over things that we know would rip us apart as one. For example even now we don't talk about anything like we use to do, but yet you prefer to have conversations over the phone. Yet never taking it seriously because of the matter of the heart, that pours out from the tears that stains the texture of my face. The same tears...
#women
#men
#relationships
#misunderstood
#separation
546 reads
6 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
28th Jan 2022 7:27pm
28th Jan 2022 7:27pm
Soul search spelunking
Flecks of mauve
catch the low light
roaring, incandescent
careful and earnest
those glittering bits of sapphire
utterly hypnotize
as they survey —almost too deep,
my treacherous depths
A sort of soul search spelunking
uncovering discoveries
Cracking
the
code
Deciphering
the hidden language
my heart once used
to speak,
it's lonely native tongue.
catch the low light
roaring, incandescent
careful and earnest
those glittering bits of sapphire
utterly hypnotize
as they survey —almost too deep,
my treacherous depths
A sort of soul search spelunking
uncovering discoveries
Cracking
the
code
Deciphering
the hidden language
my heart once used
to speak,
it's lonely native tongue.
#hope
#relationships
#misunderstood
#learning
#gratitude
578 reads
36 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
27th Jan 2022 11:54pm
27th Jan 2022 11:54pm
Trust Me
What good is love
Without trust?
Judge my motives
If you must
But there is
Nothing I'd like more
For you to see
It's you I adore
Don't be too shy
To ask me
If you think
Something is wrong
For I have been honest
With you all along
I would never hurt
You purposely
Why can't you just
Trust me?
Without trust?
Judge my motives
If you must
But there is
Nothing I'd like more
For you to see
It's you I adore
Don't be too shy
To ask me
If you think
Something is wrong
For I have been honest
With you all along
I would never hurt
You purposely
Why can't you just
Trust me?
#anxiety
#conflict
#misunderstood
431 reads
4 Comments
Burningbutterfly
Poem Published
16th Jan 2022 4:20am
16th Jan 2022 4:20am
Too Far to Touch
Predictive redactions on carousels
Open
leaves falling on concrete
bathed in earnestness
Carpet lined corridors
frayed
Nerves
This is a dead end
The ground has to thaw before fruit will
rot
I could fall asleep out here
where the world
stops
Only stars dance too far to touch
On the precipice of
Predictive redactions on carousels
Open
leaves falling on concrete
bathed in earnestness
Carpet lined corridors
frayed
Nerves
This is a dead end
The ground has to thaw before fruit will
rot
I could fall asleep out here
where the world
stops
Only stars dance too far to touch
On the precipice of
Predictive redactions on carousels
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#misunderstood #vulnerability
#misunderstood #vulnerability
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silent_lotus
Poem Published
24th Dec 2021 2:31pm
24th Dec 2021 2:31pm
Postcards from the curb
#kindness
#peace
#LifeChangingMoment
#misunderstood
#culture
347 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2021 10:04am
23rd Dec 2021 10:04am
myopic thinking
The myopic state
We live in a precarious world when opinions
other than the official ones are banned and ignored
I’m thinking of RT (Russian TV.
That brings news and analyses of current events
the commentators are usually scholars, intellectuals
that do not get a hearing in the usual media
I watch the channel and many others to get a perspective
of the world, we live in.
I Germany RT has been banned because of not having
the right silenced. this is not true and RT is taken
the relevant authority to court.
Probably RT will...
We live in a precarious world when opinions
other than the official ones are banned and ignored
I’m thinking of RT (Russian TV.
That brings news and analyses of current events
the commentators are usually scholars, intellectuals
that do not get a hearing in the usual media
I watch the channel and many others to get a perspective
of the world, we live in.
I Germany RT has been banned because of not having
the right silenced. this is not true and RT is taken
the relevant authority to court.
Probably RT will...
#gothic
#misunderstood
272 reads
0 Comments
mantisdeer
Cait
Cait
Poem Published
16th Dec 2021 10:59pm
16th Dec 2021 10:59pm
fingerless gloves discarded
A tissue falls to the floor
my legs are numb,
tangled in string knots and
pinned in ink stains,
more than wandering thought trains,
the steam opens pores, stay cold to close them, pseudoscience pneumonia will stop your lungs, the scarred issues hang loose outside the body, burned to ash, eaten by greedy fingerfuls.
Just another metaphor you won't understand, it's all that I can cut, bleed, and pour out, this emptiness runs me dry, I lost the only friend I had getting high, the sandpaper kisses rub the hair off my skin. I'm eaten within, maggots and...
my legs are numb,
tangled in string knots and
pinned in ink stains,
more than wandering thought trains,
the steam opens pores, stay cold to close them, pseudoscience pneumonia will stop your lungs, the scarred issues hang loose outside the body, burned to ash, eaten by greedy fingerfuls.
Just another metaphor you won't understand, it's all that I can cut, bleed, and pour out, this emptiness runs me dry, I lost the only friend I had getting high, the sandpaper kisses rub the hair off my skin. I'm eaten within, maggots and...
#heartbroken
#misunderstood
#FeelingLost #hurt
#FeelingLost #hurt
435 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
11th Dec 2021 12:41pm
11th Dec 2021 12:41pm
A MAN'S THOUGHT
I DECIDED TO WRITE THESE INNER THOUGHTS DOWN FROM A MAN'S PERSPECTIVE 🙏 Here I sit within this lonely room all by myself, yet I am not alone for i know he is watching over me, as I exchange my thoughts with my feelings talking to myself. Yet By myself I feel alone and abandon but i am not alone. Yet as I try to make some sense, out of my inner feelings the process, seems to want to attack me in all directions reopening old memories. For I began to feel even more alone, by myself as my thoughts get deeper with questions that I have no answers. For I never knew how much your feelings...
#LifeStruggles
#silence
#TruthOfLife
#misunderstood
#StreamOfConsciousness
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2 Comments
Elenore
Poem Published
11th Dec 2021 3:44am
11th Dec 2021 3:44am
Who They Are
They don’t deserve the labels we give them, the names and innuendo’s attached with them.
They are born in authenticity and they live in authenticity.
We should emulate them.
They are at home in themselves and with themselves.
They are often innocent in their gestures and ever loving.
We should emulate them.
They don’t try to be better than anyone else.
They don’t need to be better than anyone else.
We should emulate them.
They are born in authenticity and they live in authenticity.
We should emulate them.
They are at home in themselves and with themselves.
They are often innocent in their gestures and ever loving.
We should emulate them.
They don’t try to be better than anyone else.
They don’t need to be better than anyone else.
We should emulate them.
#patience
#honesty
#misunderstood
#wisdom
#tolerance
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