Best Confused Poems
As a driver, I’ve never been keen.
I’m distracted, confused, not serene!
On my nerves, things keep grating.
Now I’m sitting here waiting
for that stupid stop SIGN to turn green!
November 19, 2020
entered in the QUIN-TO your five-line poem Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
She was beauty, softness and she was grace.
She was loves maintained, ever giving face.
She was forgiveness in gesture soothing pace.
She trimmed my self-worth with maternal lace.
She was my one dependable home place.
Forever, I will gratefully bear her trace.
Since her late fifties, she has shown much change.
No longer is joy or logic found in her campaign.
She clutches bitterness to allow its reign,
as though bitter be her only lifetime gain.
She seems to fist, produce and seed blame.
She taints the past with cruel words that stain.
How I miss and desire the woman I knew!
She guided me as I grew and after, too.
I long for the laughter that would ensue
whenever we gathered alone, just we two.
I cry for the woman I always turned to
whenever I was joyous, confused or blue.
She is my beloved Mother, and she is not.
My best attempts fail as her remedy sought.
I break in dark pieces seeing her so caught
in the bitter web of resentment’s sick plot.
I know not if karma fated her this distraught
or what spirit truth might loosen her knots.
You love him, you want him
He doesn’t want you
You’ve had no one for so long
just the person that you knew
He’s stuck in your head
Glued to your mind
Friends say forget him
There’s new guys to find
The loyalty shown,
You never did cheat,
His love was enough
For you to retreat
You thought you were comfortable
the relationship shared
Was so pure with love
That you wasn’t aware
The evil, the nasty
He was drifting from you
The sweet caring person, that you thought that you knew
Was gone, what was left?
Just a stranger behind
His love had run out, the truth could not hide
You try to move on,
but there’s no way you could
You feel nothing but empty
where true love once stood.
By Rosie Hill
Am I living for a reason?
Although it seems like the ones I love are disappearing every season.
Leaving me all alone to sit, to rot.
That's how I feel. The things I go through
seems unreal.
Trying to find things that can help me deal
with these situations, but I can't find them.
Am I going to be here tomorrow?
Things and people I encounter brings me much sorrow.
Making it hard for me to face tomorrow.
The love people give me they don't let me
have it but let me borrow. Until it seems
like I'm okay.
Why must we suffer?
We suffer everyday whether you know it or
not. Wake up everyday worried, afraid.
Not knowing what might come of this. Not
knowing what we might face.
How hard am I trying? or am I trying to
hard. Why?
Am I dying to live? or just living to die?..........................
ANSWER ME! PLEASE! I'm confused........
I don't know why you insist on loving me
Because you won't receive it back fully
I'm not so used to the subject
A part of my heart is saying, "I don't love you!"
You can't sleep at night because you're worried
About me...
But let me say that I'm very important
You wont leave me alone, you're in my way
And I cannot have that
Its fine that we're friends but we...
Cannot go any further than that
But you'll have a nice life
You'll find someone to be in your life
Because I am nothing but trouble...
However you insist that love is stonger
But tell me why people get hurt everyday
It is because of this so-called-thing love
That's hurting everyone, me, and you
Just because I choose not to love you
In that way...
Doesn't mean that I don't...
Think of you every now and then
You'll have a nice life
You'll find someone to be in your life
Becase I am nothing but trouble...
I don't know why you insist on loving me
Because you won't receive it back fully
I'm not so used to the subject
A part of my heart is saying, "I don't love you!"
I don't know why you insist on loving me
Because you wont receieve it back fully
I'm not so used to the subject
So just drop it please
However you insist that love is stronger
It maybe in a fantasy world
However we live in reality
And a part of my heart is saying, "I don't love you!"
you ripped my heart out and threw it on the floor
I don't know how to feel anymore
You twisted me into your lies and deception
I know I'm stronger then this,But i cant seem to get away
your touch is so unforgettable but regrettable
your kisses are breath taking but destructive
I love the things you say to me, even though its all a lie
some things feel so real, i don't know if i should believe you or leave you
And for some reason I'm stuck
you hurt me so much, but i keep coming back to you
And i don't know why i cant ever seem to get you off my mind
Your like a drug that i cant get off of
Everyone tells me to get away from you, but i can't
You got me bound to your heart and your heart only,
I don't get why it cant be that way with you
You tell me you love me,
but i wonder do you tell the others the same
My hearts tied in a knot,
restricting me from feeling anything but numb
I don't know what i want, the confusions growing deeper
Digging its nails into my skin
I sit and watch my tears fall to the floor,
As i wonder if you hurt the same
I need you, but i want to get rid or you
I want you, but i don"t
I love you, but i hate you
I am confused
I love you, I hate you
I trust you, i don't
you a messed up person
you're the love of my life
i can't stand you
you keep this flame for you lit
din't say nothing to me
i miss you i must admit
you so sexy
A ugly personality
you sweet since i'm confused you must leave
i don't wanna be with you that's what i believe
no please don't leave
we can work this out lets talk save your breath i need a long walk
come and walk with me lets get some fresh air
stop giving me more memories as the wind blow threw my hair.
I want you away cause you still turn me on
I want you here to fulfill my needs i'm confused can't you see
Its like a new start
But at the same time, Im at the finish line
Its like I've gained something
But at the same time, I've lossed
I feel empty
But yet im full
Im sad inside
And at the same time Im happy
I gave
So that i could get
What i gaveup wasnt alot but it has a hold on me
What i got makes what I had seem..seem...unworthy
Its like I've accomplished something
But it wasnt enough
I left the old life
I've moved on
So why am I crying
Why doesnt this feel right
I dont wanna go back
but I dont wanna stay
I've gained so much
But at the same time I've lost a huge amout
I'm confused and im lost
Im cold yet Im hot
Im hungry yet im full
I dont know if i should make a left or a right
I dont know if im wrong or right
It's a new start
But im standing at he finish line...
I dream and i wake and i want her.
But really i don't.
She speaks and screams and hurts my heart. God i need her.
But really i don't.
She brings me to my knees. The world is on fire. With a noose and a prayer, I want her so
bad.
But really i don't.
With every breath taken and love forgot.
Tear to cheek. Hands to the sky.
Please god I want her.
But really i don't.
Everything spinning. Losing control. Death come now.
But i know it wont.
Then it all stops.
Things slow down.
She kisses me softly and with a whisper she fades.
"I don't want you sweet boy. At least not today."
I am confounded, confused, truly perplexed
By people who are selfish and mean.
Were they abandoned in bathroom stalls?
Did they have to survive on a cold tile floor?
Was their world so cruel that they think only of themselves?
I am confounded, confused, truly perplexed
By people who are bossy and belligerent.
Do they think this is the way to influence you?
To make you a friend? To straighten you out?
Why is their way the only way?
Were they raised by alcoholics? Not able to change their sad childhoods?
I am confounded, confused, truly perplexed
By people who are perpetually angry and grouchy.
Do they never find their bliss? Do they frighten away their soul mates?
Do they not know that sadness is at the root of their anger?
Why do they not reach out for help? Do they trust no one?
Were they raised in houses where mothers held I-pads instead of them?
I am confounded, confused, truly perplexed by depression,
Anxiety, and grief. These feelings are terrifying for me. I am
An empath, so I have to stay away from these feelings. I hope
You understand. If my empathy perplexes you, I get it.
Should I head west to the piano,
And hear its beautiful music notes?
Should I turn right towards east,
Where I could find food to eat?
Should I satisfy my hunger or my feelings?
Take care of my body or my mind?
Should I choose to hear your words,
Which none of them were true at all.
Or judge by your personalities and characters?
By your actions and behaviours.
That was how confused I was,
Every time we were together.
Any way, there was nothing more to say,
Just wishing you a happy birthday,
On this Sunday, 2026 March the 8th.
Wherever you were and whatever you did.
Did you know what I missed most,
Your beautiful promises which you never delivered,
Your blue eyes and the way you gently troke your beards.
PS. One more message. Remember your book,
With its beautiful front cover, I looked and looked.
To protect your precious book,
I made a tote bag just to fit it,
Matched the color of the cover.
I read it so many times, pages after pages.
I only wanted to return it to its owner,
The author who wrote his life story.
And gave it to me on his last birthday.
Tell me, how I could return it to you JC.
my pastor bought a plane with the church money
michelle flyin' first class to china like it’s her money
don't even go to church anymore, y’all are wastin’ my money,
makin’ me live poor so you can buy that alligator clutch you adore
you claimin’ it’s a knock off, please, tell me more
i swear this type of **** makes me wanna blow my brains out all over the floor
get the **** out of office, and lock the mother****in’ door
take your lyin’ ass back to “honolulu”, we don’t want you anymore
1.3 million on booze, and it’s our tax dollars you use
and then you wonder why we all stand here lookin’ confused
your privileges were abused, our dollars misused
we asked for explanations, every time you refused
but everything is excused, ****in’ peoples’ lives up and you just sit back, amused
this is why i’m confused
My glass is made of plastic,
My chilli's rather hot,
So why do people name things
After things they're clearly not?
A confused haiku
seeking help---
identity crisis
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By:kash poet
Contest:Haiku from the heart
Sponsor:Sydney~LeeAnn
**I think this is a CONTEMPORARY HAIKU.
(1)I have capitalised the title
(2)I have personified a haiku .
what else is needed?if any one knows,pl.suggest.
I once knew a poet named Janice.
To her nothing's more puzzling than this:
Some Soupers say "Great"
or "Love it"--then rate
my poem a "1." Bliss with diss!
February 24, 2016