Help Poems
Window of a scarred heart
by Cash Olds
LOOK AND SEE. Start from within, being as truthful as you can possibly be. Look out from the scarred window pane of your very own heart. LOOK AND SEE; the pains of this world that have overtaken your trust, your innocence, none the less your ability to live. To live as you had as a child when the sun would glow and the sounds of this world were welcoming rather than deafening.
All of us! All of us that are unable to not be weighed down, and who are chained to our thoughts of wrong, a wrong being held upon us that has no clear sentencing, no clear solution, nor an outcome that could ever possibly draw any closer than unattainable. The baggage we feel we are responsible for on our very own that no other could quite possibly come to grips with.
How can we still hold the belief that happy, not just a momentary experience but as the very climate of an unwavering constant could exist, much less be close enough to strive torwards?
As I look out my window and once again take a necessary assessment of the world that surrounds me i find it is not the lost and misguided who hold no truth that oppress me, but it is their unknowing mis-guidance and the forces that bring about their deprivations that do so. finally, yet maybe most important a lack of unconditional love that bring such pain about it must be unloaded unto others a pain so full that it must literally spill out into the laps of others; often interpreted as hate and discord.
Whoever has the wisdom to see it as so, LISTEN! can we really exclude ourselves from that which we despise? Can we really talk about it as if we never willingly shut our own eyes in order to take part, no, not one of us can. Not one of us can boast of perfection.
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Broken
by Carl Sinderby
Battered but not broken,
It's the fear they have awoken,
The bruises hurt the tears commence,
It's only there actions that make no sense,
A life full of pain your head filled with blame,
Go take your mind and body,
Go be the chance you take,
All your happiness will be revealed when you make a break,
Don't be broken take control,
This could be the last chance for parole,
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Precious Whispers
by Precious Whispers
''It breaks my heart to
know that you aren't fine''
These whispers of you,
which I regarded as benign
Had pushed me through,
when I betook my soul
into drowning afar you,
deep in the ocean hole
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On A Journey of Guilt
by Ololade Raji
I entered the room for a thousandth time
Is this a syndrome of amnesiac I seldom dreaded?
Yet I never forgot the cause for my wandering tour
But no stealthy feet could have filched a golden watch
A heavenly gift from whom I see no more
Can a crook creep through the cranny of this fortress?
Not found, this abode will whiff a stale stench from same sweet aroma
You will weep as you sweep, as your broom sweeps no room
Call the driver! And that old the gardener is doomed
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Broken Young Minds
by Ashlesha Nandankar
Life full of grievances and prejudice,
He was young, broken, and fragile.
Crying under the sheets every night,
Who was he going to blame this time?
Life had been miserable once every while.
He was begging and grovelling for someone to reach out this time,
Anyone would be just fine!
There was no one to stay by his side,
Not for a while or even for the sake of the last time.
He was hoping for someone to come and say,
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by Adriano Radaasdfjk
Continue readingLost
by tyler nicolosi
I am lost.
Lost in this vast sea of my thoughts
This vast sea i was once drawing in
It felt like no more, than a empty dark bin
People never understood
Understood the darkness i always withstood
The darkness that swallowed me
Swallowed me as if i was a fly
My family, they would always try
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Broken Young Minds
by Ashlesha Nandankar
Life full of grievances and prejudice,
He was young, broken, and fragile.
Crying under the sheets every night,
Who was he going to blame this time?
Life had been miserable once every while.
He was begging and grovelling for someone to reach out this time,
Anyone would be just fine!
There was no one to stay by his side,
Not for a while or even for the sake of the last time.
He was hoping for someone to come and say,
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Unconscious seducer
by Sharona anonymous
I am hurt so I hurt you.
Your touch lets me live.
Your hug gives me safety and security.
Your subtle fleeting kisses make me feel loved.
I can't give you the love you want and deserve.
Yet I let you give it to me.
It is selfish.
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Concentration
by Sharona anonymous
I am not happy
How can I listen to what you say?
You talk about different bones
I think "why can't I laugh?"
you talk about my attitude
I ask myself "why am I here?"
You are explaining about blood
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