Helplessness Poems - Poems about Helplessness

The sky outside is bright and clear, Yet my heart is shrouded with tears. Sunlight bathes the distant houses, While smog blankets my soul. I should cherish such rare sunny days, But I'm trapped in this small room, afraid to stray. Looking into the mirror—I see: Unwashed hair, Puffy eyes, A sallow face with a bitter smile, And stacked high on my desk a pile...

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In August when the days are hot, nights are cool, men are shot; fooling with another's wife too many men cut with knife. Walk a street some evening time is late and no one's there even moonlight stays away even stars no longer stare no one sees what happens then when night is finally here darkness is, to good, no friend. it brings us instant fear something...

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Always messing up When I feel so upset Going all in way too hard To lose another stupid bet Losing all my hard earned money Yet again I am robbed blind At this point it’s all quite funny I have no more strength to mind Bet it all on my bad choices I will give in to my voices I’ll sit back and have a...

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Every time you slammed the door Every time you dropped the call Every time you yell at me through and through I get tired too. Every time you passed before me Every time complaints ring upon me Every time murmurs being me I get tired too. Am I your emotions punching bag? Am I your...

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saw you tonight with a black and blue eye and I felt like a coward not hitting your guy you suffer abuse while all I gots a clue of what it can do to you and what it feels like to be alone with nobody to help their only voices trying to tell you their good advice like they good at...

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Another day gone ...

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Tears fall, silent rain, Heart aches to heal unseen wounds. Hands reach, touch the void, In the dance of shadowed dreams, Love whispers, yet remains bound....

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Wind, the Barber, shears the trees decisively with naught but his own Fall design in mind, Refusing imaged glass for his reluctant clientele, insisting they trust his ancient artistry, Born of a driven fate again ...

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Insanity Fear, pain and thoughts of going insane by the despair that surrounds you as you grasp for a glimmer of light. It calls out your name again and again in hopes that your soul can be drawn back in. Insanity engulfs your brain as once again the needle enters the vein. You convince yourself there...

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the king travelled incognito mixing among the commoners both delighted and also envious of how they find joy in simple things content even in poverty and shortages and then the king discovered their secret they were all centred in heart and not in narrowness of mind even after garnering this deep knowing the king was unable to become as such for he was...

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the all-consuming dread beneath a veneer of equanimity, impenetrable by eyes of keen observers. by all appearances, all is copacetic, but under his smiling mask, unmitigated disarray. a cauldron of caged anguish simmer without boiling over. his screams of helplessness, muffled; registering below a whisper. he's at his wit's end; a beast of burden with his world of troubles sagging d ...

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with torn coats, they work the poor of our rich nation --- resigned to the fate 11 January 2023...

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sclera scared of protecting the pupil ~ rulers citizens 23 December 2021...

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Today his birthday; expected to be too glad, they'd say lived tough time through. But, why he looks sad? What's the reason? Ah! boys made him mad as they're teasing? The thought he can't act as others do makes him sad, it's fact; they also knew. He feels helplessness needs benevolence. ~X~X~X~ Skeeter Sonnet is a Gadget Sonnet form created by Barry Hopkins, writing on Allpoetry as Black_Narcissus, and given...

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When the geometry of sombra seems to have a life of its own on the underworld walls, above the surface arrogance takes shape believing that it is more intelligent than, I, who can see the train coming. Uncertainty won’t bother impotence resting on earth’s shoulders, and Sleeping Giant can wait forever for the lost sailor. What...

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