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Angst ABC Poems | ABC Poems About Angst

These Angst ABC poems are examples of ABC poems about Angst. These are the best examples of Angst ABC poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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A Yearn for a Smile 9-21-11

	A yearn… simply something that you want or long for. As a yearn to finish, a yearn to achieve, a yearn for a like, a yearn for a smile is something that you drastically want, a desire. Something that you spend long hours, nights even day dreaming hours thinking about how you can earn that smile. What can you do…. or what can you say … things such as a conversation sparks, likes even dislikes, mostly anything that will crack a smile. These are things that truly show signs of something far greater than fame, sex, money, power. What is it? Something more than I have yet to find. So as I search for the answer I over shoot the entrance with rapid thinking of what she wants, her likes, her dislikes. But truly it will only be earned by who you are, what you want to be, yourself, your feelings your desires, your yearn. So when you yearn for that smile or that special something it can only be earned by being you, no one else. Take a look at yourself in the mirror and try to see past the makeup or tan or piercing and just look at yourself… then take that image and imprint it to yourself forever because to find happiness and your yearn  can only be earned one way. Trying to watch her and she how she reacts to certain things just to make myself seem better when I finally open my mouth to her will only make you distant from that special someone.  With me I personally see myself as buff pierced orange person, while trying to continue to follow the people who I look up to the most. So as you struggle and go through life’s trials and tribulations always look at your yearn or what it once it what was. Think about how you felt when you failed or succeeded and try to make yourself a better person from it. Not by adding more glamour or appeal to yourself but by being closer to yourself. What you really are. Because only then can you truly say you earned your yearn of a smile or that special someone, even if there not with you, apart of them will be and that’s the part they left. The part that made you better. More complete. 			So never forget your yearn of her..


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Amassed

Amassed bulging clouds Dashing enmity fusion, generously hovering In jellylike kneaded layaway Mysterious noir over Prairies quietly resting Suddenly trapped under Vicious wind’s X rated Yelling zeal. CarolineCecile - 10.15.12


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Time and Immortal

As I sit here,
time flys by.
I look above,
toward the sky.
And then the lightning strikes
And the dreadful angels cry.

On this night,
my valentine,
we will die,
slowly in each others arms.

And the wounds will heal
and the tears that will fall
will be nothing at all.

And then we will lay under
the ground, lovers in the
darkness until death do us part.

Then my lovely valentine
we will be forever immortal.


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Prophecy's Peril

Armageddon approaches as
Bombastic
Charismatic characters'
Daring-do
Enlarges evil's
Fissure
Grown too
Huge horror of
Islamic
Jewish and Christian
Knockout
Linking
Menacing multiple
Nukes
Onto an ancient
Prophecy as
Quieter heads
Reasonably
Seeking solutions are
Turned 
Upon by
Vituperate voices
Wailing war who wait
Xpectantly for
Young
Zealots to enflame the world.


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Psychosis

Anxiety Borders Crazy Dementia Erratic Frantic Grasp Hyde Introduces Jekyll Kooky Lunatic
Manic Neurotic OCD Psychotic Quack Rage Schizophrenia Tirade Unbalanced Valium Willing
Xanax Yearns Zen


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Don't Go

Don't go
Stay.
Don't go
Stay.
I said no
But I mean, I don't know.

The black moon is drowning over the opal sea.
And my heart is a giant eagle beyond my will.

Hold my hand,
Please.
Hold my hand,
Please.
I said I'm not ready,
But I mean, I don't know.

The red sun is exploding in a plum blue sky.
And my heart is a giant eagle beyond my will.


Sleep with me,
Tonight.
Sleep with me,
Tonight.
I said I'm not sure,
But I mean, I don't know.

The Lightening in my soul is burning, burning burning.
And my heart is a giant eagle beyond my will.


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The day my dignity was swept away

It was a mediocre and bearable day. 
I had sprinkled and smeared tiny fibers on my head to camouflage the humiliation. 
As I sedately wandered down the avenue I virtually blended in with the common folks.
All of a sudden a fierce breeze hit me hard. 
My cover was blown away. A barren field of desolation was all left.
Dear Lord, what treacherous move did you just pull on me?
People noticed me as I stood there bare naked.
I panicked and impulsively decided to flee away as rapid as possible.
I thought I was gonna be okay but then some men in black suits tracked me down.
They abducted me.
Shortly thereafter I was transported to a goverment concentration camp for miscellaneous Incels.
I was to be recycled for experimentation.
They sprayed my skull with some sticky elixir from a flask branded Minoxidil.
This was probably the animal testing phase where I was the subject.
It seems that these chemists where benevolent, chunks of my 
abolished humanity started to gradually restore.
Unfortunately the progress wasn't worth the effort.
I was thus banished back to my cellar. 


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blank page (by kimmy holmes my daughter)

see this blank
not me
NOT ME


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Dreamless Alphabets

DREAMLESS ALPHABETS


Aphelion my long time residence
Banished into a dreamless existence
Cannibals surround the escape routes
Diligently feeding my doubts
Eagerly anticipating my demise
Ferociously preparing for my conclusion
Gathering hippocampus, for seasoning
Hors d’oeuvres, bloody temporal lobes
Impulsive, angry, throwing away all reasoning
Jaded, crawling towards the scavengers
Knees embedded with gravel
Lesions seeping into my rib cage
Maggots, waiting at the next stage
Nightmares finally come true
Ominous my exile has been
Paralyzing everything, except fright
Quickly, carnivores begin to dance in delight
Rehearsing for the end of my rancid reality
Screaming, submitting myself as a sacrifice
Talons swoop down, and transport me
Uric acid pouring down, singeing my curls
Valedictions will just delay my final eviction
Wearily, watching, awaiting my crucifixion
Xenon, pestilent  odors rise from my body
Yelping orange, yellow flames, the last seen
Zooming out of this world, to be forever free


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The Man Died

He lies a mangled heap of naked shame
dead to nagging worries, thoughts and sorrow
a worn dusty dress clings to his lean marrows
silent he lies in a noisy street with no name

All his lofty dreams and achievements
lie quietly with him in his exposed grave
all his prayers and high hopes none can save
mute the too heap a colossal embarrassment

The joy of an only male child is still
the cheer of giddy success is silent
tears from sobbing hearts are absent
only a crowd of sober vultures at his heels

Curious feet walk briskly away from him
who once lived, loved and sinned like many
who now heedlessly lies without a penny
facing a shy sky who turns away dim

He remains a terrible sight of cold shame
putrid morning, a cynosure of attention
crowds salute hand over nostrils in petition
to our commanding John Doe with no name

A corpse of our national soul lies
dead in the center of our patriotic eyes


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