Uncertainty Poems
Life battle
by Karpop Riba
We start with great intentions.
But wobble around
Over and over again
Feeling inadequate
Feeling hopeless.
There are things we would like to change,
But very often than not we fall Short of our dreams & hopes.
Oh! What could be the reason?
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second love
by Miki Vermeulen
It’s not even about missing you.
It’s about having to remember
how fast and sudden you switched up,
and how horrible it made me feel.
One day you flipped,
you were sad and miserable,
you didn’t even want to be around me.
I don’t know what I did because you never told me.
You left me so confused and alone
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far enough
by Morgan Cockerham
you’re far enough to feel imaginary—
but close enough to haunt me.
a face in passing,
a voice I shouldn’t miss,
but do.
I don’t know you.
not really.
not the way I’d need to,
to justify
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Dear Crush: Please, Please Don't Read This
by Sarah Turner
I don’t know what love is,
I don’t know how it feels.
Is it wanting your lips on mine?
Or is it something more real?
I’m confused,
I’m blowing this out of proportion.
It’s like I’ve never met anybody else,
Oh, god I’m so desperate.
Waiting for hours on end,
Consumed by my so-called fantasy.
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Metamorphosis, interrupted
by Anjali Pathiyath
I sometimes dream I am a caterpillar
who forgets to grow into a butterfly.
I burrow into leaves, breaking through their delicate venation.
I funnel my uncinate feet through curling petals,
I glide through the pungent weeds of uncertainty
and hang from gossamer threads of doubt.
I sometimes dream I am a caterpillar
blending into the mossy greens growing on decaying walls,
lost in the intricate forest and counting the unseen stars,
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far enough
by Morgan Cockerham
you’re far enough to feel imaginary—
but close enough to haunt me.
a face in passing,
a voice I shouldn’t miss,
but do.
I don’t know you.
not really.
not the way I’d need to,
to justify
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Aan de overkant van de weg
by Mario Odekerken
Aan de overkant van de weg
staat een huis met gesloten luiken.
De tuin is stil,
alleen het gras beweegt
onder de adem van de wind.
Iemand heeft ooit een stoel laten staan,
schreef,
alsof die persoon zo terug zou komen.
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Don't rely on the bogeyman
by Mario Odekerken
Don't rely on the bogeyman
to frighten you into stillness.
He is only a shape carved
from the edges of your doubt,
a shadow cast by stories
meant to keep you from wandering.
The fear is real-
but not the face you gave it.
It waits not under your bed,
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If tomorrow never comes
by Mario Odekerken
If tomorrow never comes,
the sky will stay draped in unfinished colors,
words will hang unsaid between half-open doors.
The coffee will cool untouched,
the book will close itself
on a story that never found its ending.
If tomorrow never comes,
the earth will still turn,
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second love
by Miki Vermeulen
It’s not even about missing you.
It’s about having to remember
how fast and sudden you switched up,
and how horrible it made me feel.
One day you flipped,
you were sad and miserable,
you didn’t even want to be around me.
I don’t know what I did because you never told me.
You left me so confused and alone
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