Best Desperate Poems

A desperate housewife I knew
had such mundane housework to do.
Being so tired of it,
she decided to quit.
Then off to Las Vegas she flew.

Having always been...

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While gelid breezes of winter, quiver emotions of decaying rays,
And arc of horizon cedes to dusk, evoking grimace of malaise,
Casting shadows tenebrous, shrouding glimmer of...

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I wish I knew how, had ability to turn
away from you and not look back to see if it
affected you, my turning away, walking off.

I...

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There is an illusion of dishonesty in darkness,
so we rejoice when spring sings saccharine serenades.
I've always been a soul yearning for summer scents,
but somewhere the...

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Vacantly staring into the night sky
She saw big bellied clouds drifting away
Are they fleeing away from the luminous moon? 
Or mercilessly driven out
After being robbed...

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Written: December 19, 2023 

"His style has the desperate jauntiness of an orchestra fiddling away for dear life on a sinking ship. Edmund Wilson"

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Daughter, neglected by maternity
A button missing were her eye should be
Abused and abundant by paternity
Her limb missing were her leg should be
Expected to know the...

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where, in the shadow of a winter moon
beyond eternal skylines collecting stars,
does affection unfold in the sheets
of a nighttime whispering on the breeze

desperate wishes cast...

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All day long the little bird cries
Over and over again he tries
Full array for all the ladies passing by

Can't they see he's found a home
Where...

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I see you,
do you see me?
I hear you,
do you hear me?

I try very hard
to understand,
the confusing touch
of your human hand!

I don’t want to resist,
but sometimes...

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Rain-Desperate Times
Days and weeks of rain
has come down hard and fast
desperate times prevail...

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This journey fraught of desperate dreams

Within the grip of swelling grays
The Southern Cross astern now shines
Ever close of darkened bays
Adrift of lost and endless times

Sails...

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The world is not my maker.
The logic it decrees.
When I can’t see the burning forest
For the flaming trees.

I long to fix its problems,
In this my...

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Desperate, broken, needing love
Descending low through the air
Your Holy Spirit like a dove
Came to me in my despair

Confused, tattered, bitterly torn
Needing a full release
By your...

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Whoever finds themselves alone,
To make their bed a slab of stone,
Goes there but for the grace of I
To contemplate the reason why.

Who knows the journey...

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