#anguish poems on Hello Poetry

AJ Sep 2014

In a different zone
Lost touch with people I’ve known
Moving in a different direction
Not in the search of perfection
I gave up that dream as soon as I realized
Everyone’s faulty and that’s what makes us prized
To learn from mistakes and become wiser
Maybe lend a hand and be nicer
Keep moving regardless
No matter what pain, sorrow, stress
Hard times remind me of my mistakes
Glad I’m far away from these fakes
I know Imma make it no matter what it takes
They can keep looking down on me
They might even knock me down on one knee
But I’m not going out without a fight
Life’s a *****, she never played me right

#pain #future #motivation #ambition #struggle #beginning #anguish #ambiguity #aj

Dark Jewel Aug 2014

The night before

The night before was painful,
As I came home from work.
Took my greasy clothes off,
No shower..

It was so late then,
No bathroom open.
I sigh.

I put my pajamas on,
Now I lay me down to sleep.
I pray the lord my soul to keep.
If I die before I wake,
I pray the lord my soul to take.

Only tears shed,
From my grey eyes.
Their vibrant colors gone.
Now I am in disguise.

This pain always repeats.
The night before.
I get no sleep...

#pain #tears #sleep #no #down #cries #laid #anguish

Dark Holes Jul 2014

Canine Criminality

Who let the dogs out?
Perhaps it was your mother.
We may never know.

#love #haiku #questions #angst #despair #dogs #anguish #bahamen

Ominous Jul 2014

Over and over

I look inside your eyes
we're burning
we're vanishing
away
'don't touch me please'
oh please
just don't
ever touch me
again
like you've touched
me
once
i can't stand this pain
you see?
i can't stand this anguish
in my
heart
in my eyes
so we burn &
we vanish
just over and
over again.

#pain #anguish

Aléxandros Goré Jul 2014

Sadism

This palpable air is an organism.
Each movement penetrates its wraith-like flesh.
Each step is a dagger into its still breast.
It weeps and bleeds. Beaten daily,
It is wont to anguish.
Weeping hourly, slowly it shall perish.
Each minute chimes its piercing toll.
Soft and dreary shall each minute roll.
From these whetted hooks shall it hang.
And from your hands shall come the pangs.
Wet and weary, cold and heavy shalt thou wake
To find the dripping body that thou did forsake.

#air #anguish