Angst Poems | Examples of Angst Poetry

Citizens, weapons practice, Refugeees, seeking homes, Think globally, guys, Evolving ceasefires---grand....

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Citizens, weapons practice, Refugees, seeking homes, Think globally, guys, Evolving ceasefires--grand....

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It always seemed things would fall into place in some distant future. It was delusional to think we'd always have tomorrow. So no heart-to-heart in our future. Questions left suspended in mid-air are meant to remain unanswered and mysteries destined to stay unsolved. Now that ship has sailed, opportunities squandered and it's too late ~ we just ran out of time. And I’m the one left empty...

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A tree birthed in girl's heart behind the window Wherever, however, old Aspens are made — And God was in green's time, Christ coming in gold. The solo leaf that before my look just swayed — She dropped in the dark, though would her lost life grow. While at Autumn's end, I remember her shade — Tree limbs...

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I trace every move you make, I trace every note you breathe. But you're a Mozart in disguise How could I ever compete? Blind with tears and rage, I compared myself to what seemed bulletproof, All while my doubts built up inside, Forming an invisible bruise. I tried to be more like you Though I knew it was no use. I swallowed all your words, Like...

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I miss my mom. I don’t remember much about her, It’s been over a decade and a half since I last saw her, Before she faded into The person she’s become now. But I remember when she was kind, I remember when she loved us, I miss my mom. I miss swingset rides, Her pushing me, Higher and higher, Into the sky. Snapshots, memories, A blink of her smile, I...

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I loved him I loved him with my whole soul I loved him I loved him until he became my blackhole He took and he took He took the color from my cheek He took the light from my eye He took my life until I became weak But I knew he was good So I gave and I gave I thought 'it's okay, maybe...

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A porcelain vein under my skin, Open burning of doll's eyes, Girl rising to a pink end — This just daybreak Open burning of doll's eyes, Black fire in her hair, Girl rising to a pink end — ~Remember~ her shelf life, bare Black fire in her hair, Girl rising to a pink end, ~Remember~ her shelf life, bare — A porcelain...

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(swap quatrain form) "So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.” E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly Bereft am I now that you’ve gone. You took the sunshine from my dawn and star-shine from the midnight sky. Now that you’ve gone, bereft am I. Where heart once was, there’s now a stone. Away...

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Depression. Wet floor signs everywhere. So are puddles. Falling. Despair. That feeling where you are covered in leaves. And some leaves blow away. But some are forever. Desolation. When he hands you the last crayon. In the world. And it just snaps in half. Demolish. Diminish. Destroy. Death. And then the last of the last. Just...

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Here is a man who sub-dues the com-mon, He rears an ar-my to keep a grim weap-on, He crafts bombs that scare, All types meant to tear, And kills in the streets till the dawn, on ...

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I held my old pen the page cried beneath the ink a sound carved from pain....

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a black dress an open casket friends and family all around me, trying to reach me i couldn’t hear them, not at all the only thing i could look at was the face i once knew, the face that was my lifeline laying lifeless in front of me....

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I walk the path I usually do on the left side of the fence Running on the right side there’s you irrational and without sense. Hence, I stop Make myself small, And wonder What if once more the fence were a wall? In my mind, a memoir of fracture And there it is, that echoing answer. So I keep walking Do not want to catch...

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My bones float over her, I'm glass Now on memories drunk I sip — Another sun that must be asked. My bones float over her, I'm glass. I gave myself, my skies; cup's pass A blue bookmark upon your lips. My bones float ~over her~ I'm glass Now on memories drunk I sip. ...

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