#despair

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  • brown_ocolus 21w

    Reversal

    Let's close our eyes,
    Pretend the stars aligned,
    That it's a clear sky,
    The dark was a shadow of light.

    Can we undo this moment,
    Sew up a reality of lie?
    Memories undone,
    And words unsaid.

    What if time's undone?
    Hurting you, not me?
    Will you be upset and judge?
    Or will you understand?

    Let's call it hope;
    For now and for you.
    A hope that's poison,
    Sweet and potent,
    A lie that likes being consumed;
    The lie called time.

    Sweetness linger now,
    Around me than anywhere.
    Am I consuming the poison?
    Was I being lied to?
    Or was I the lie?

    To know means to wake up,
    And see what's hidden,
    In the shadows and in the light.
    But can I take it?
    Or will I break?

    And I heard it:
    Just don't open those eyes,
    Not Yet.
    ©brown_ocolus

  • vhelmont 21w

    That good thing.

    The good thing of begin a broken heart with broken wings in a shipwreck of a flying ship.

    Is that you learn to see all the broken hearts that lies around you, ironically we all lost in the same myst but also we are all alone.

    Wondering all by ourselves trying to reach the exit, ignoring that the only way to get out of the myst, is lying inside of all the ones that are lost with us.

    Only helping others to be free of this dark vail we call loneliness we found ourselves free of his dark claws
    ©vhelmont

  • earl_maurice 22w

    Broken Grail

    Like an old drinking glass I lay on the floor in pieces, and beyond repair. You wouldn’t know how beautiful I once was by looking at me now, only the mess that I’ve become.

    You wouldn’t know that kings, artisans, and scholars had sipped the wine of wise inspiration from me.

    How could you know?

    How could you know that I had quenched the thirst of queens in times long ago?

    A masterpiece of craftsmanship, I once was called. Now I am empty, and broken.


    ©earl_maurice
    05-21-2021

  • broken_witch 22w

    Trying..

    Trying my level best...
    But yet,
    There's the rest...
    Making life,
    A difficult test...

    Scraping away at me,
    Like a lemon losing its zest...

    Falling down, getting crushed,
    Giving up on all hopes...
    Yet, holding it all, close to my chest...
    Because,
    I'm trying my level best...!
    ©broken_witch

  • broken_witch 22w

    Broken yet Strong...

    As I sit & try to write,
    Hopelessness engulfs me;
    Unable to form a coherent thought,
    My despair hits me...

    In my own company I find peace,
    It's like loneliness is my best friend;
    I find solitude better,
    Cuz in front of no one, can I bend...

    Yes, my ego is supreme,
    But that does not make me mean;
    Circumstances made me what I am,
    This is not how forever I've been...

    Still reeling from my past,
    My wounded soul screaming;
    Oh, how I wish this wasn't life,
    But just me dreaming...

    Falling down, breaking, grieving,
    Through everything I've borne, I'm still breathing;
    Alive on the outside,
    But inside I am dying...

    No matter how desperate I feel,
    Never in front of anyone does a tear roll down my cheek;
    I can't let myself be so exposed and vulnerable,
    I can't show that I too, can be weak...

    For in this world to survive,
    You need to be brave;
    Whatever you may wish,
    Whatever you may crave...

    - _Broken Witch_
    ©broken_witch

  • andrewmell 23w

    #love #hurt #pain #despair #rhymes
    A little poem to take out of my chest the pain that my ex casted upon me when she lef me for her ex

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    Bleeding Quiddity

    Tell the tale of a heart in ache,
    Pumping liters of scarlet throe.
    Ceded it's feels for wight's sake,
    Ousting it's mirth for some woe.

    Rehearse what've been said,
    And expose what's concealed.
    Cover the flesh with pure red,
    Snithe what was to be healed.

    Recall that which was done,
    To make a gullible heart ache.
    How deeds from long agone,
    Can twist the brave ashake

    Let be know to hir,
    That a heart in ache.
    Only instills fear,
    So wary and awake.

    Let be known to her,
    That a heart in ache.
    Is even way weaker,
    Than a straw to break

    Let be know to him,
    That a heart in ache.
    Beams a light so dim,
    That it's easy to forsake.

    Let be known to me,
    My heart is in ache.
    Love is a tragedy,
    As harsh as fake...

    My heart is in ache...
    More than i can take...
    But love is not fake...
    'tis a drop in a lake...

    ©andrewmell

  • andrewmell 23w

    Cast Out

    On the verge between land of the living and land of the dead.
    Stood from each side one of the newlywed.

    The spouse short after the nuptial mirth,
    Came the reaper claiming her bosom.
    Her heart was weak way befor birth,
    And festivity hath not spared from snithing her blossom.

    Groom alone short after obsequies grief,
    Came to the reaper asking for rest.
    For his felicity was sourishly brief,
    And sorrow've had of him the best.

    The wroth bride on her side felt hapless,
    Thoughts of the verboten crossed her mind.
    To be made on a glory day ardorless,
    Was indeed doomed of a sign.

    The groom faced the reaper and said,
    My soul be yours conciding i join my love.
    The grim by his scythe cut his head,
    And uttered: "once below forget the above".

    The bride then an ariel implored,
    Asking for a last breath.
    The fairy, her life to the bride bestowed,
    But once alive she shall never taste death.

    The suitor probed Elysium and hell,
    Chasing the one that got away.
    He found of her not even a cell,
    Just a piece of her wedding array.

    The bride scoped all leading evidence,
    In quest for her beau.
    All she found pointed to his evanescence,
    Such as a rotting trousseau.

    The groom then realised his debacle,
    That he would never return home.
    The bride knew the obstacle,
    That her decision was one of a gom.

    On the verge between land of the living and land of the dead,
    Stood the fence that could only instil dread.
    The hex of an unholly love with no apprise,
    Brought otiose to one and the other demise.

    ©andrewmell

  • uduli_ 24w

    Loser's scream...

    Ocean of despair ; drown me
    Flames of agony ; burn me
    Needles of remorse ; pierce me
    Why am I still alive...?
    My inner demons ; kill me....
    ©uduli_

  • tuiethetweety 24w

    "I am now"

    every morning brings hope,
    yet,i can feel unfortunately
    it's not for me at least.
    although i keep on hoping.
    hoping to have a better day
    ahead when i wake up.
    sometimes however it happens
    but most of the time,it just doesn't.
    Despair and agonies seem to be
    my alternative shadows,which never
    leave me,not even in darkness.
    I die every moment,still hopes try
    to keep me alive,making me think
    maybe it would get better,who knows?
    then dead me feels alive again the other
    second,which again turn the same as before.
    Deadly,gloomy,depressed,sad,upset,despair.

  • thesoletraveller 24w

    Lonely Night

    In the night we despair
    To the loneliness that
    Lies within you and me
    We see the truth behind the veil

    In the night we are the king and queen
    Sitting on a throne of thorns
    Looking ahead to the swirling sallows
    Of a tree bowed down in defeat

    The moonlight shines upon the thorns
    Making them glow like diamonds
    Only when you touch you feel the pain
    Of something you thought was yours to gain

    We wait for a being impervious to
    What the eyes behold
    Who may come and take our place
    Give us some saving grace

    Then the night may not be our fate
    We may walk towards the dawn
    Lumbering towards the wet grass
    And may feel happiness alas
    ©thesoletraveller

  • nadii_o 25w

    Overthinker

    It happens very often but I control myself,
    I question my existence and I question who I am? But I assume it's normal because people have it worse so thinking that it's not, is not really worth.

    Do you get this feeling as if you will break down? So you think about the future, think about the people you love the ones that you know, so the reason you survive is for them and not for you.

    You may call it pathetic, you may call me a people pleaser, but my mind is at war? I'm not alone then, I may be at ease. it's truly just for my own selfish greeds, but I tell myself that I'm good and that I got this.

    Let's be honest, NO one does! no one has "got it" and no one will get it, because everyone has a different experience however similar it may have been... it's still unique in it's own sitting.

    You can wait for that, 'someone' or just move on. Life and time it DOESN'T wait for anyone.
    Experience will 'always' be different, in due time you grow and blossom... and life? it will ripen until you go back to your original form.


    Whatever it may have been soil, spirit, rebirth or Nirvana maybe just blank inexsistence sleeping a slumber of peace and quiet! beacuse life is an oasis, an oasis of something which we never got to decide.


    ©nadii_o

  • ameyakolhatkar 25w

    The Epilogue of thunderstorms

    It was a stormy night,
    Rained hard, like cinematic just before a fight.
    No one had clue, what i might do !
    Despair , its nothing new.
    The thunder broke the silence
    You broke my heart,
    Lightning shattered the sad fragments of sky
    You shattered my happy ones as i lie,
    Awake through the calamity,
    I couldnt get a grip on reality.
    Maybe i can make the dark a friend,
    So that i can postpone, today's "The End".

    Keep an eye on the weather,
    I smile like they never seen me cry. No, nah, never.
    ©ameyakolhatkar

  • brown_ocolus 26w

    Together

    Let's get high on despair !
    As our hearts breathe the smoke
    Rising from the chasm of fire,
    Finally lost in the allies of angst.

    Let's lay on each other's shoulder,
    Sobbing into the pillows nearby,
    Burning in heat of worries,
    Let us fear the future together.

    Let's worry about today,
    Cracking those knuckles.
    Let's die from the inside,
    Let's shiver thinking of the wild.

    Walking close to the walls,
    Afraid if someone's behind.
    Quickening the pace now,
    Let's run to the shadows,
    Let's reach afar.

    Through this fear as we walk by,
    Wishing for that day,
    When this is all a story.
    Let's hope that's all how it'll be,
    That this will be the end.

    But whatever it is,
    Whatever it was,
    Let's dread together.
    Let's fear together.
    Let's weep together.
    Let's fight together.

    Let's do it together.
    ©brown_ocolus

  • rocker4keeps 28w

    Wars waged on lies and ignorance
    Pain and desolation the ultimate sacrifice
    In search of truth, misguided by facts
    Not all facts illustrate the truth of it all
    Facts are like guides and not instructions
    We both lost all power and capitulated
    Drawn to each other just to repel profusely
    Causing damage to not only us
    But to anyone that waited just a little longer
    So two people lied there in despair
    One with an illusion of great success from winning
    Bruised from the aftermath awaiting awards
    Craving for triumphant music to caress his ego
    The second, wreaked with battering wounds
    Fresh, throbbing from every breath gifted
    Numb, immobile and dark clouds engulfing her
    Although at loss she had been liberated
    Free from the erroneous fantasy of being cared for
    Her eyes wide open she was now awake
    Shaken to consiousness ready to flee
    Everything iniquitous always has its inevitably demise


    @mirakee @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork #despair #1word@atime

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    Despair

    Wars waged on lies and ignorance
    Pain and desolation the ultimate sacrifice
    In search of truth, misguided by facts
    Not all facts illustrate the truth of it all
    Facts are like guides and not instructions
    We both lost all power and capitulated
    Drawn to each other just to repel profusely
    Causing damage to not only us
    But to anyone that waited just a little longer
    So two people lied there in despair
    One with an illusion of great success from winning
    Bruised from the aftermath awaiting awards
    Craving for triumphant music to caress his ego
    The second, wreaked with battering wounds
    Fresh, throbbing from every breath gifted
    Numb, immobile and dark clouds engulfing her
    Although at loss she had been liberated
    Free from the erroneous fantasy of being cared for
    Her eyes wide open she was now awake

  • emotions_onpage 28w

    World shall shatter in front of me
    I shall be crushed to the bits
    And burned up to ashes
    I must be dead while living

    Now shall I rise up and stay silent
    And see others in their agony
    With wishful thinking and shattered dreams
    I shall hold to my promises and live on with the pain
    ©emotions_onpage

  • pinkfloyduwu 29w

    Right now at this very moment, I having a feeling of in complete lost, I cannot feel the past, the mist of despair and unrest is so wide and deep that it's obstructing my present and future. These momentary fits of being completely unknown to this world are Maybe warning of getting too deep into the certainty of things and desire of comprehending everything even Incomprehensive.
    ©pinkfloyduwu

  • arjun007 29w

    The cry that persists.

    Honey boo Honey booo Honey boooooooo.

    Ohhhhh my sweeet honey booo

    Without you oh love !, I have noooo clue what am gonna do.

    Thousand broken shards, I still open up my heart.

    Like a kneeling man in despair, at the altar of the gods.

    Humbled by your gaze, broken by your grace, pick me up again,

    adore me in your eyes, meet me and embrace.

    Honey boo, Honey boo, Honey booooooo, Ohhhhh my sweet honey booo, ohhh my sweet honey boo, ohhh my sweet... honey boo.


    ©arjun007

  • kelvin_ateb 29w

    Fractured.

    Look Into The Mirror.
    You Will See Yourself.
    A Never Ending Reflection Of Deception Awaits.
    I Dance To The Music Of Silence.
    The Devil....
    He Lurks In The Shadows.
    The Final Symphony Of Despair.
    The Final Note To The Song Of Life.
    One Last Dance With The Devil.
    But Why....
    Why Did The Devil Have My Face?

    ©kelvin_ateb

  • spontaneous_flow_of_emotion 33w

    "Your words," she said, eyes brimming with tears "are nothing but a mere deception".
    ©spontaneous_flow_of_emotion

  • dead_fealings 33w

    You were fooled and couldn't protect what was important to you.
    You lost the light that you beleived in...and you're a mess of emotions.
    I know that!
    But that's exactly why I'm going to say this.
    Quit giving up.
    ©dead_fealings