Catharsis Poems - Poems about Catharsis

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I met the lord of spring today cloaked in spotted red. Upon my windowsill, he's still stretching from his bed. They trumpet for his return th......Read the rest...

...There is a moon stuck inside the stoplight A still unblinking gaze controlling blood tides Circulatory system like New York City in the seventies The thrashing of my tire fire heart led To the tr......Read the rest...

...Poetry is like medication, in each release of expression, there is healing - Poet. In the realms of lost childhoods, where demons prey upon the defenceless - no one hears your screams. ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Finally, my blood began to coagulate, but my spiritual blood still spills from my poetic pen like a razor has sliced upon the wrist of the cosmos. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ A......Read the rest...

... The titular template of lyrical loneliness, serenading spaced out the upbeat ethereal mystique melody of dreams cadenced with rhythmic quietude, invigorated by the rhapsody of the mi......Read the rest...

...It burns its way out of wood resembling a fiery rose, and penetrates the gloom with gleams and bloom. It murmurs ceaselessly, its breath an autumnal aroma, with the finesse of melancholic ......Read the rest...

...In words, straight from this writer's heart ~ my soul, or some other sensitive anatomical part, I consider a poem a failure, without success when poetry readers consider it a bloody mess. Sometim......Read the rest...

...A dark angel writes in the air, “There will be no tomorrow for you.” Then puffs of shiny cloud ebb, Ebony night surrounds me. I tremble in fear. I hover between now and never, as if I'm trav......Read the rest...

... Meanwhile at the Temple of Doom, the hearts of the "resistance", are burning everence in "Human Resonance Frequency", somewhat resonating resonance residence, but not en......Read the rest...

...Night's descent with heaven's catharsis Of white cold's drug for the dark; Even whirls of flaking bits loveliness— Winter's fresh, ice only shower. Of white cold's drug for the dark— Just righ......Read the rest...

...I was cursed with ink intoxicating blank canvases with toxic scribbles, releasing twisted tales of suppressed troubles. I was a forsaken ebony rose in satan's grasp, kne......Read the rest...

...Today was the first day I held a sledgehammer with intention Callouses connect palms to fingers tiny fleshy boa constrictors. There is no catharsis I know this to be a hollow act With a face......Read the rest...

... I still recall I still feel Feel the pain Feel the strength Strength of mind Strength of spirit Spirit kept me alive Spirit that fought Fought as an underdog Fought against chance Chance ......Read the rest...

... As the apologetic sun melts in hibiscus vase of pastel-peach horizons and peels off those pristine pigments of egoistic elegance, sailing upon aquamarine foam of vanilla waves ~ ......Read the rest...

...I dreamt of a poem forgot the words As beneath the salty cold brine of tears silence floats, whilst I’m coloring kohl rain in metaphors of regret across blood red ruby carnat......Read the rest...