Angst. Poems - Poems about Angst.

Black Sea of Hate** I find myself unwilling to immerse myself in your vast and tumultuous black sea of hate. It’s essential to recognize that nobody enters this world with a broken soul; rather, we gradually acquire our scars and wounds as we journey through life. You emerged into this existence seemingly unblemished, free from wrongdoing,...

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Thunder only comes calling When the fervor has has hit it's zenith roar And one forgets to remember He omits testament is not testator Nor he grantor of municipal adage Until it seems, always, mid-December Once the cold has set in and the timbers Are far too wet to stoke and more His children have all but left therefore Nothing left Appalling, yes, and...

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Aquel sinsonte que se posaba en el balcon, apenas trina. Al no escuchar tú voz sutil cantando sin secar. Y esos rosales que ayer regabas con delirio, hoy se marchitan. Pues ya de ti no queda ni la fragancia de tu esencia en nuestro hogar....

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melancholic mood of angst sinks deep in sands of ennui noose of loneliness tightens we dread the looming abyss yet a light within us brightens darkness a web spun by ego the light reflection of our Self we know we’re not body-mind nonchalance banishes fears that seek to grip us in its bind viewing life as a lucid dream somewhat like a simulation wherein we...

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There is snow in my wounds— Soft, crystalline lies Melting slow into the bruises you painted Like frost on raw skin. Your words, Those lovely razors, Cut so elegantly I mistook the sting for silk. You never shouted. Not once. You whispered ruin Like a lullaby sung into marrow, And I listened— A child reaching For warmth from a flame That only ever wanted to burn. You call it love— When your...

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Blood of gems crosses the tides a fractured tremor of a weary river fog of marrow diluted by tremors spines chained to the edges of a coral sinking deep stones upon a shore that quivers and the body hears only a wave mute that carves....

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There are more than pennies in the sand. I stumbled across a wedding band. Me with a metal detector, walking along. Other beach goers in throngs. Dropping tiny things that they will forget. But I found something that has caused regret. Sticking this ring into my bag. Who knew finding something valuable could be such...

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Now a knight without a horse, And his sword without a cause. With the falling of his kind, Shall there be truth, he can find? With head slumped from all the pain, Memories lost, no picture frame. As he stood upon the mound, With no fragments to be found. Watching his world as it falls, He...

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We sat where the orchard meets the dusk, Legs folded like unopened letters. She laughed, and the wind— Traitorous — carried it straight through me. There was dirt beneath our nails, Scratched from some old pretending, And sap on our skin like guilt. We called it a game, that closeness, Two girls learning the language Of not touching. She wore her hair long, like mine— A...

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The clouds are torn down they're hers as they mist where pillow seeps; where dark, no woman sleeps for she's knotted a cruel twist in female sheets — secret fingers long where short the dreams Eyes nestle a phantom or a tree — shut closet, my innermost girl has me wafting above her keep — ...

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Flashbulb moment in the black Everyone frozen in a truth attack You learn who justifies means from ends You learn your enemies and your friends. You look for an anchor in a bible psalm But there's chaos in your brain from blast of this bomb A moment that divides the right from the wrong A moment not imagined in ancient song. (chorus) Flashbulb night,...

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No name no echo only blood flowing skin without edges as you stumble through life the breach within a wound opaque origin before form missing beat when you believe you feel a hollow in the bones uncreated the body before the body....

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What is more painful than pain? It’s the anxiety of pain that is to come The pain of a needle being injected is nothing In front of trypanophobia The pain of poverty, failure is nothing In front of the phobia that is to come What if I won’t succeed, What if i am not working in right direction...

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I was paralyzed in thought, and standing all alone; Surrounded by darkness, everything was gone... With barely a glimpse, from the corner of my eye; I was travelling so fast as I passed myself by. I was moving at high speed, as if, somehow out of time. Thinking to myself, looking back into the distance; Could I have been resting, or was there something...

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Throughout all the unyielding, cacophonous clamour, Within the intricacies of intersecting timelines, Overwhelmingly gnawing inside even the most remote labyrinths of your mind, Silence listens to every rapid thrash of a trepidatious heart, Adheres to the wheezing forced from infolding lungs, Travels from one neuron to another, Always looking for a pathway to calm your inner demons. But in spite of all...

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