Angst Poems | Examples of Angst Poetry

I stood on the gravel pathway, feeling the wind gently kiss my face, and the sweet scent of cherry blossoms, mingling with the air. My hands went up to my mouth, covering my gasp, as I saw him kneel down on one knee, a velvet box in his hands. A gentle smile adorned his face, as he looked...

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I'm not insane. I swear to God, I just wanted to help her. To reach out and save her. I grabbed her, to urge her to move. That's when I recognized the terror on her face. She was scared, just like me. I didn't like that. Don't be scared. I'm just trying to help. "P-please...don't." I sighed as she stammered out those words when...

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on a s e a of w o e he f l o a t s his longings ...

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bloodline broods begotten bots - banefully believing in brainwashed fibs ...

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My concrete dried beneath regret, No footprints left just silhouettes. I scream through porcelain but cracks don't form— Just echos of a lifetime; body-worn An engine heart with rusted gears Still grinding through regretful years I've calcified to the point where nothing grows; A statue dried; yet it sank inside an undertow....

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Trees of powder, Delicate and firm. They conceal my feathers of frost. I perch myself by all that glitters All that warms, and all that flickers. I perch myself by candlelight Snug in my nest of yarn. My dearest deer is lost today. The other starlings fly away. Drifting off, a state of slumber Filling me with fear, but wonder. My nest of yarn, it cradles...

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Bob Dylan's Song: "Don't Think Twice, It's All Right" Suze's Response: "Thought Twice, You Still Ain't Right" Verse 1 You stitched up your pride in a travelin’ song Said the road don’t lie, so you moved along But the truth don’t rhyme when the reason’s wrong And a record deal don’t keep you warm Verse 2 You made me a mom, but would't...

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[Verse 1] Well, hello there, Romeo — didn’t hear you knock Waltzin' in like love ain’t got a lock You've got big dreams and a borrowed car And a fistful of daisies like that’ll get you far She’s got your name in her diary heart But I’ve seen boys like you come apart You think you're chasing paradise and lace But you’re one...

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To be a burden means to not use the tools strewn about. The rusty trowel and bucket filled with half-thoughts. Be a burden. Your words are just wailing and buzzing at us. I can be a burden. I can dig little holes all around the sand. I can bury little toy soldiers. But under the sand means...

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I saw the bending stems of lively green— Where stalked a little sun of yellow bright. Should love be like a flow’r, a sweet nineteen, And May, a month so dry and passing rites. Of fondest dearing names I say and tell, Adoring in ways never thought I’d say. Alas a wind of chill and heat did fell, A sign for...

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sans caffeine feasting, sans water; thirsting growl of stomach - a rumbling roar e p i d ...

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"Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow. " ~ Shakespeare As fragments of the stars abandoned the sage of night, my kohl heart bleeds beside your trembling tombstone, while soul aches to seize the fading scents within the iris of auroras, leaving dreams and I, lost like the speed of shooting sparks, twirling above ghosts in the cemetery of wild corpse roses, whistling moonless requiems...

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I feel so bold I have a firefly’s heart Black wind blows drowning the stars Demons dance leaving faithless scarred Do you have a chance rainbow in the dark I hear a song from long ago Before I was a sparkle in eye Melody that brings you close Even before you live or die How can it be He calls me Despite the devil’s...

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O God of blistered stars and silence, I crawl to You with blood beneath my nails— Not theirs, my own. I tore at shame like bark from skin, But it rooted deeper still. Do You see me now? A cathedral of cracked marrow, Where hallelujahs rot before they bloom— I cannot pray without trembling. The night — I dare not name it — Stitched its...

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From where I sit. The dark gray clouds, producing the rain, that continues to tap, against the window pain. The absence of blue, in the sky above, brings dreary thoughts, a life without love. If God in his heaven, could answer one prayer, and send me relief, lift darkness and despair. It’s not a perfect woman, my heart truely seeks, but loving and warm, true heart that...

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