Hopelessness Poems
Voice Of a Drunkard
by Olawale Owoeye
I'm highly Intoxicated!
This lovely liquor that keeps killing me dead
I'm high!
One becomes two, my heart can fly
The vast road turns narrow
And angels flying in, calling my name with sorrow
Eagles hunt my apartment,
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Ozzona the Snake Coach
by Christine Kuruvilla
Credits: @angelganev- ozzona the snake coach
They buried her under expectations,
Hoping they could kill her fears,
When in reality they killed their little girl,
Encasing her in a cage of undesirable temptations.
She tried to hide her hopelessness,
She tried to hide her anger,
So she hid behind others imperfections,
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If this choice I make
by Olith rateng
If this choice I make
I foresee a future dark
A life of pain and sorrow
A stomach that knows not food
If this choice I make
I may never see the coin again
Or dance the freedom of choice
In the streets of the rich
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Couldn’t Save Me
by Elias Becker
Your words like waves
Wash over me as I tried to be brave
But I couldn’t save me
All the things you called me that I can’t repeat
Thinking about the past I wish I could delete
I couldn’t save me
The salt-water fills my eyes
I watch as my soul dies
......
... am I?
by Brandon Saulter
I woke up in this place. It's dark, I can't see. I don't know where I am.
I call out for help. Can anyone hear me? I don't think they can.
Fear sets in. I freeze.
My breath gets shallow and I drop to my knees.
Are my eyes closed? Are they open? Why can't I see?
What is going on? I need to stop and to breathe.
I breathe in. I breathe out. I breathe in. And out.
Is this a dream? Am I dead? What's this about?
My heart is pounding. Like it wants out of my chest.
I can feel it, so I'm real. But what about the rest?
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Voice Of a Drunkard
by Olawale Owoeye
I'm highly Intoxicated!
This lovely liquor that keeps killing me dead
I'm high!
One becomes two, my heart can fly
The vast road turns narrow
And angels flying in, calling my name with sorrow
Eagles hunt my apartment,
......
If this choice I make
by Olith rateng
If this choice I make
I foresee a future dark
A life of pain and sorrow
A stomach that knows not food
If this choice I make
I may never see the coin again
Or dance the freedom of choice
In the streets of the rich
......
The Barge
by Johnathon B
My head is a heavy boat.
Full of lead lined thoughts locked in iron chains.
A swell hits the top sails, a wave rocks the moors and everything topples to one side.
The boat tips. I can feel it tipping.
The bottle holds a message though. The drift will take it ashore.
The barge will be just the kindling of a story told once before.
Couldn’t Save Me
by Elias Becker
Your words like waves
Wash over me as I tried to be brave
But I couldn’t save me
All the things you called me that I can’t repeat
Thinking about the past I wish I could delete
I couldn’t save me
The salt-water fills my eyes
I watch as my soul dies
......
but a dream
by Alex King
“I’m here for you”
She says with a smile
The genuinity in her words palpable
But still they seem to me superficial
But I know they aren’t
The absurdity of it all crushes me
Half-truths told
And still I resent myself
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