Poems About Shame Seeking Honest Critique
#shame
Black Swan
#despair
#emptiness
#loneliness
#regret
#shame
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When Fake Outshines The Truth
Hoof-printed trails speak of goats, sheeps and livestock herds,and the small pawprints of sloughi left behind..easily recognized.I take the route daily trodden, the way of my thoughts to browse the forest woods, and the mountain rocks...
overwhelmed with mundane vocabulary, idle speeches,vain chatting, the brain is about to collapse into fruitless abyss,dehydrated, i skip into the forest woods, the open lands, open their hands to my muse, fuel my heart with the most truthful feelings, the mountain is silently friendly and warm...
...
The wilderness...
overwhelmed with mundane vocabulary, idle speeches,vain chatting, the brain is about to collapse into fruitless abyss,dehydrated, i skip into the forest woods, the open lands, open their hands to my muse, fuel my heart with the most truthful feelings, the mountain is silently friendly and warm...
...
The wilderness...
#anxiety
#frustration
#rejection #shame
#rejection #shame
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Substantial Dreams
Shifty is the con man grifter...Obfuscating his counterfeiter, confessing menu to order from. Inside review of such a fiend's means of pulling a lick, his coming up salesman pitch to attend his feral fix. Heated is the dirty bent spoon. Matchbook ready & willing to sharpen the tool of a fiend's salvation. Candlelight, sets the mood of watering mouths, blast out of the running gate. Thrown at his soles a welcome mat for the variety substance of ill flavors he wipes & owns. Selfishly he programs his one track mind, believing that he is hurting nobody but himself... While he indulges...
#disappointment
#emptiness
#regret
#sadness
#shame
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Never Forget
Buchenwald, Dachau, Auschwitz,
Dead eyes in discarded human piles,
Striped pyjamas, delousing, Mein Kampf,
Hard to believe anyone was oblivious.
The crematorium, smell of singed hair, bone and fat,
Barbed wire pen, under the gaze of the gun tower.
Blow of the rifle butt, as the
Camp Band played on…
Suicide by electrified barbed wire,
Or exit through the chimney.
Barrow loads of the naked dead,
Identities reduced to inked numbers.
Never Forget,
Never Forget,
Never Forget,
Never Forget.
Dead eyes in discarded human piles,
Striped pyjamas, delousing, Mein Kampf,
Hard to believe anyone was oblivious.
The crematorium, smell of singed hair, bone and fat,
Barbed wire pen, under the gaze of the gun tower.
Blow of the rifle butt, as the
Camp Band played on…
Suicide by electrified barbed wire,
Or exit through the chimney.
Barrow loads of the naked dead,
Identities reduced to inked numbers.
Never Forget,
Never Forget,
Never Forget,
Never Forget.
#evil
#historical
#shame
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Some kinda recursive stress thing.
I only get happy when I'm in these.
Liminal trance states.
Where I can forget.
Linear time.
And,
It's worse than I ever told you.
In my whole life.
Cause.
Remember.
I didn't tell you.
A God damned.
Thing.
Liminal trance states.
Where I can forget.
Linear time.
And,
It's worse than I ever told you.
In my whole life.
Cause.
Remember.
I didn't tell you.
A God damned.
Thing.
#hate
#sadness
#shame
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What Hell Exists Today
Waking up each day painfully
To the misery of my existence
Life looking at me disdainfully
Heart and mind fading resistance
Every minute of every day
Obstacles challenge me religiously
I just want to run away
Doubting what's real suspiciously
How is any of this possible
Having so many broken dreams
My success once felt unstoppable
Now consumed by nightmarish screams
The cards all stacked against me
Its impossible to get ahead
Walls closing in on my reality
Only ambition now is being...
To the misery of my existence
Life looking at me disdainfully
Heart and mind fading resistance
Every minute of every day
Obstacles challenge me religiously
I just want to run away
Doubting what's real suspiciously
How is any of this possible
Having so many broken dreams
My success once felt unstoppable
Now consumed by nightmarish screams
The cards all stacked against me
Its impossible to get ahead
Walls closing in on my reality
Only ambition now is being...
#anger
#disappointment
#emptiness
#frustration
#shame
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Orange Felon
Orange Felon
As the story goes
It was 4 years ago
An orange felon with a pen
Wiped away all their sins
Cops were beaten down
With flagpoles bear spray and batons
Now those criminals go free
Where is the justice for the we
The police endorsed an orange felon
I don’t hear any outrage from them
I guess it’s ok if your on the orange side
If your not you must abide by the guide
Not even one day in the White House
As Elon gives a Roman salute not once but twice
Proud boys and...
As the story goes
It was 4 years ago
An orange felon with a pen
Wiped away all their sins
Cops were beaten down
With flagpoles bear spray and batons
Now those criminals go free
Where is the justice for the we
The police endorsed an orange felon
I don’t hear any outrage from them
I guess it’s ok if your on the orange side
If your not you must abide by the guide
Not even one day in the White House
As Elon gives a Roman salute not once but twice
Proud boys and...
#anger
#ignorance
#inequality
#shame
#violence
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Schizo affective
Every new beginning.
Exists more poignantly.
In my fantasy.
Than in reality.
And the grandiose delusions.
Are finally wrong.
I'm simply.
Mundane.
Important to no ones.
Story.
I have no deus ex machina.
Just personal private moments.
And poorly worded.
Psychosis poetry.
Exists more poignantly.
In my fantasy.
Than in reality.
And the grandiose delusions.
Are finally wrong.
I'm simply.
Mundane.
Important to no ones.
Story.
I have no deus ex machina.
Just personal private moments.
And poorly worded.
Psychosis poetry.
#bittersweet
#sadness
#shame
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The Source
Life's been cruel to me so far
If I could catch a falling star
I wouldn't wash away my scars
I'd piece together all the shards
Of broken glass
Shattered years past
Filthy memories left unbathed
But no one walks away unscathed
Long ago I got the point
Aching bones and creaking joints
Any comfort is a privilege
Afforded only by indifference
I see the light
Can't close the distance
Sprinting toward sweet deliverance
Long after my feet are blistered
Where most would yield,...
If I could catch a falling star
I wouldn't wash away my scars
I'd piece together all the shards
Of broken glass
Shattered years past
Filthy memories left unbathed
But no one walks away unscathed
Long ago I got the point
Aching bones and creaking joints
Any comfort is a privilege
Afforded only by indifference
I see the light
Can't close the distance
Sprinting toward sweet deliverance
Long after my feet are blistered
Where most would yield,...
#dark
#denial
#loneliness
#regret
#shame
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Loneliness
Loneliness
I spend every day
I don't see anybody
That I know
When I am walking outside
I walk around the block
I think everybody still sleeping
Be cause it is early in the morning
Today is raining
I am also wearing
My raining jacket
And I have an umbrella with me
The umbrella is keeping me dry
Now I finally return home
I went to my living room
I turn my computer on
I finally started to write
Some poems for my Father
All my poems have different feelings
That comes out of my heart
The night...
I spend every day
I don't see anybody
That I know
When I am walking outside
I walk around the block
I think everybody still sleeping
Be cause it is early in the morning
Today is raining
I am also wearing
My raining jacket
And I have an umbrella with me
The umbrella is keeping me dry
Now I finally return home
I went to my living room
I turn my computer on
I finally started to write
Some poems for my Father
All my poems have different feelings
That comes out of my heart
The night...
#anger
#jealousy
#regret
#sadness
#shame
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Never too late
Never too late
To make new
Friends in our
Lives
Because we
Just have
A few friends
And we want
To increase the number
Of friends
We are going
To take our
Time making new friends
Because we feel that
We should not rush
Making friends
Yes we need to
Chose our friends
And hope that
Our friends will accept
Us the way we are
We are choosing
The middle class
People to be our
Friends
And not the rich
People
Because they
Hate the middle
Class people
To make new
Friends in our
Lives
Because we
Just have
A few friends
And we want
To increase the number
Of friends
We are going
To take our
Time making new friends
Because we feel that
We should not rush
Making friends
Yes we need to
Chose our friends
And hope that
Our friends will accept
Us the way we are
We are choosing
The middle class
People to be our
Friends
And not the rich
People
Because they
Hate the middle
Class people
#boredom
#grief
#loneliness
#regret
#shame
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No me ama mais
No me ama mais
Porque my dear friends
It leaves me sad
Knowing that you
No me ama mais
I am also feeling very sad
My dear friends
Now you had abandon me
And never came back to see me
Again
Now I am living in isolation
And I lost the touch of the outside
World
Also now I have to start all over
Making friends again
And it is not going to be easy again
Yes I wonder if the people I chose
To be my friends will accept me
The way I am
Porque my dear friends
It leaves me sad
Knowing that you
No me ama mais
I am also feeling very sad
My dear friends
Now you had abandon me
And never came back to see me
Again
Now I am living in isolation
And I lost the touch of the outside
World
Also now I have to start all over
Making friends again
And it is not going to be easy again
Yes I wonder if the people I chose
To be my friends will accept me
The way I am
#boredom
#frustration
#greed
#rejection
#shame
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