Best Commiseration Poems

A born lioness my untamed heart? ha! 
a mouse, this pulsing token ruled by unruly wants
at times given, traded or stolen - sometimes
thrown down on a dare to be won or lost 
till it became a paper tigress in tatters; 
regrets and rejections  remorse...

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A poet enters a private sanctuary,
A sacred place where the imagination
Dwells with a mélange of emotions
Conceived by aesthetic beauty,
Often divine and esoteric in nature;
That comprehensive longing to
Express through common language
That which is so vitally uncommon. 
Words that seek to form a bridge 
Between intellectual abstract...

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Squadron leader to his Sergeant.

Another fatality Felicity,
another regimental letter of commiseration,
another space to type in with a name a rank
another space to enter our lives,
on this the darkest of days.
He was my friend Felicity,
an old school chum; we joined up together
for the cause; for dear...

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You watched it on TV 
And you might have wondered why
Colin knelt on that football field 
What was he attempting to try? 
The narrative of his actions 
Were about America's attitude 
Towards Black men 
How they've been lynched, harassed
And murdered again, again and again 
Yes...

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Smog’s gray melancholy, whiffs of the dying day,
I brood, a morose musing mood in grim gloaming;
memories are taunting in staccato display,
withdrawn commiseration stirs pathos roaming.

Words weaponized wreaked cold-blooded frosted arrows,
hailed psyche pierced with valiant ‘I hate you!’ war cries;
road to your heart’s ransom forevermore narrows,
my...

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All armored in gear of silver, he stands tall
at the battlefield of war.
She carelessly awaits for the hour, watching
him and learning his many flaws.
He tells her that she can forfeit at any time,
regardless of the state that they are in.
She giggles a laugh of mock,...

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These small instances of unabashed humanity
That grow grand when isolated and transfix the senses
Become loud and brash while still remaining a small, subdued world within the world.
With stories that flicker in an out of my existence as they proceed on within their own
And I will...

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Coercion began
as the ground surrounds the seed
baring life and truth
A kingdom of soil
An army of soiled crickets
A pubescent king
Presenting Jo Jo
the leader of the region
and sire to the throne
Forced to lead the masses
basis chases hatred
Bandaged pride and safety
fade to choices proven
Proof then fakes an echo
bodies...

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My eyes were hooked on to the West
Feasting on the riot of colors the sun had cast	
I stood dazed at an experience blest
That any poet would treasure with zest

By chance I glanced at the river below
It moved like an overloaded carriage slow
With floating weeds and...

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Coercion began
as the ground surrounds the seed
baring life and truth
A kingdom of soil
An army of soiled crickets
A pubescent king
Presenting Jo Jo
the leader of the region
and sire to the throne
Forced to lead the masses
basis chases hatred
Bandaged pride and safety
fade to choices proven
Proof then fakes an echo
bodies...

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Melancholy Train
By: Dylan Steefel
Tribute to Samantha Steefel
 
I am alone…
There is no one here to stop me,
Know one to guide me to the other side of a never-ending train.
To me,
The destination is nowhere.
To a place with no emotion,
and in a never ending sleep,
I will be...

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Every time I tune the radio I hear a feller's plaintive song,
About his achin' heart and how his womans "done him wrong!"
How he nurses his plight at the neighborhood saloon,
Wallowin' in commiseration with those he can commune!

Singers with voices quiverin' like Robin Hood's twangy bow,
Tell...

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the steady light of a white votive candle 	
reflected and amplified in highly polished brass
symbolises devotion	

talents never to be hidden under a bushel
but the secular world isn’t privy to magnitude	
of the delinquency some are at great lengths to hide 

very tendentious opinions defended 
though harsh...

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I found all I was looking for
ain't nothing to do with you
or the songs you sang for me
when the moon was blue
yes, cutting all the losses
fed to the pigs like slop
a little commiseration
and vexation's all it brought

I couldn't make you understand
the things that I looked...

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In the dark allies they hide with the muzzles of their guns and fly bullets with people screaming for safety out of dazzle.
Reading long speeches in suits they wove out of patriotism and deception
Greed, vanity become values they cherish as they suppress guilt and shame...

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