Catharsis Poems - Poems about Catharsis

...Ink flows like a river, a poet's soul on fire A maze of words, where emotions unfold like a desire Each line a path, a winding road that beckons me To the heart of the abode, where secrets wait to......Read the rest...

... It's a lingering mystery What people are going through. Everyday, we meet wounded, fragile souls Who conceal sadness with smiles. They've wrapped barricades around their glass hearts, St......Read the rest...

...Stared at two passionate lines for the longest time! What I wrote…as if in a trance, is this a verse? Tears fell, one after another… Every drop, every translucent pearl of grief Long encased in a......Read the rest...

... Written: May 18, 2024, For Unseeking Seeker Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Languid breath dwindles, scrounging panacea air quiddity remorse core conve......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ memories broken down esoteric truths revealed (between the lines) emotion pen to paper poetic offload cathartic ......Read the rest...

...A sword in my heart, Pain exhilarating yet depressing, Existing but drifting, Floating like echoes in the mist. Words, both fire and frost, Burning yet so cold, Leaving scars unseen But felt d......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I met the lord of spring today cloaked in spotted red. Upon my windowsill, he's still stretching from his bed. They trumpet for his return th......Read the rest...

...There is a moon stuck inside the stoplight A still unblinking gaze controlling blood tides Circulatory system like New York City in the seventies The thrashing of my tire fire heart led To the tr......Read the rest...

...Poetry is like medication, in each release of expression, there is healing - Poet. In the realms of lost childhoods, where demons prey upon the defenceless - no one hears your screams. ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Finally, my blood began to coagulate, but my spiritual blood still spills from my poetic pen like a razor has sliced upon the wrist of the cosmos. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ A......Read the rest...

... The titular template of lyrical loneliness, serenading spaced out the upbeat ethereal mystique melody of dreams cadenced with rhythmic quietude, invigorated by the rhapsody of the mi......Read the rest...

...It burns its way out of wood resembling a fiery rose, and penetrates the gloom with gleams and bloom. It murmurs ceaselessly, its breath an autumnal aroma, with the finesse of melancholic ......Read the rest...

...In words, straight from this writer's heart ~ my soul, or some other sensitive anatomical part, I consider a poem a failure, without success when poetry readers consider it a bloody mess. Sometim......Read the rest...

...A dark angel writes in the air, “There will be no tomorrow for you.” Then puffs of shiny cloud ebb, Ebony night surrounds me. I tremble in fear. I hover between now and never, as if I'm trav......Read the rest...

... Meanwhile at the Temple of Doom, the hearts of the "resistance", are burning everence in "Human Resonance Frequency", somewhat resonating resonance residence, but not en......Read the rest...