Weltschmerz Poems - Poems about Weltschmerz

...Man, seldom a straightforward animal, Long lost in the deserts of weariness, Wants to flee from a life of denial, Wallows no less still in piles of warm ash, And feeling hurt, he nurses hidd......Read the rest...

...The melancholic, cold rain makes me sad. In the days of loud silence, rain always called on you. Your way into my thoughts and tears. * Color of lead on the sky; everything is grey. The blue is......Read the rest...

...If the day dawns, at last, ‘Men’s Group’ (1) wants to address ‘loss’ (most feel in retirement), I’d jump at the chance! Let’s be fans! I am loath to leave ‘Men’s Group,’ but moved too, to let go (......Read the rest...

...Yours truly does readily confess the following poem crafted more or less approximately a year ago, when coronavirus (COVID-19) wrought havoc creating global mess when panic against collective te......Read the rest...

...Forever, Love! I will love you, beloved, forever, though fish to your sea, where my poetry’s bones may be sand on a beach (waves divine on land’s shore): Clay’s discovere......Read the rest...

...Along luscious green acres banks steep grade (in close proximity to Petticoat Junction) naturemade Perkiomen Valley watershed, verdant landscape displayed yours truly, (a garden variety proto ......Read the rest...

...Saša Milivojev WELTSCHMERZ ("WORLD PAIN") - THE PAIN OF THE WORLD In this century withal Rivers of blood still flow Bombs echo Children are being killed Heads are being severed ......Read the rest...

...Senescence concomitant and best buds with malaise despondency inescapable as infirmity ages formerly young gals guys though age just a "number" father time not shy to apprise every mortal wak......Read the rest...

...It's Not My Job by Rick Folker It's not my job to teach you of love; to pull you, pry you from your place of hate. It's not my job to lift you from willful ignorance when you elect a pr......Read the rest...

...In My New Year’s Resolution I Vow I solemnly declare under oats on the libel to walk N aked with only a bellow with fellow utopians M istletoe tattoos on my fingers criss-crossing in ......Read the rest...

...So did you hear me calling? Of course, I mean you Indignation you're feeling Just proves that it's true. And your Bible says clearly That you’re born in sin It’s a paradox truly Your virtue c......Read the rest...

...It would be like a Cessna hitting a mountain; Weltschmerz; rain falling on a tin roof. So let me work my garden with burnt hands, Thoughtless as a spade in cold loam. Let all words fail as the da......Read the rest...