Best Defeatist Poems

Wish all my friends on Poetry Soup a joyful, peace filled and prosperous New Year!


As the glow of 2022 has died out
When a new dawn’s halo is round the arc
Best wishes and prayers from all hearts sprout
‘Let a new world of light emerge from the...

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“Wake to the chirping of birds, get elated by their songs, allow the music to settle in your heart and dismiss all defeatist thoughts. Instead of burrowing like a mole, fly high like a bird” ~ By Poet

Oh! Lovely little bird, soaring and swirling,
Sliding and...

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Permanently resting upon steel tracks,
 a retired rail car passes the time, 
weathering away.
Contents empty,
 it is a lonely shell, abandoned
 on an unused track
in an overgrown pasture,
   unseen and forgotten.
Tired after decades of service, 
    it groans when the...

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FEEL AFRICA

Silence!
Silence Africa!
One can hardly get Africa to be silent;
Africa habours a pulsating bubble.
Everyone in Africa bounces to rhythm resilient.

Africa, like Zambia, or
Zambia, like Africa;
Dear ones, whichever comes first
Swells with energy in the sun!

You see not the pulse;
You feel every ounce.
Feel it now!

Woo! Woo! Is...

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Of all things I have learned about the world it is this, 
Anything is possible. 
And nothing has yet shaken that belief

Of course just knowing it has been enough to both delight me  and 
Give me nightmares.

Yet they both these feelings pale into insignificance...

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The deep and sonorous voice of
his defeatist self-talk was paternal,
and torturous, 
reinforcing the force fed message,
"There is no happiness,
only gradients of misery,"
leaving him indifferent to the present,
careless of the future.

Reared in the shadows of perfection,
parental conflicts played out
as the "self-made men"
of a fathers' generation chased...

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Ruminating over the droning sound deep down my heart
Is a nerve wrecking experience of my hidden fear
Not of any suffering nor death of my loved and dear
Neither materialistic loss is suffering's counterpart

Losing my grit and strength could be my malefactor
In the long ongoing struggles of...

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Enslaving Love
             by Odin Roark

An eagle rides the updraft
Peering down at the happenings

Man's best friend wags his tail
Hesitantly

A bouquet of flowers seeks the sun
Amidst relationship's cold-draft unrest

A baby simply close its eyes
Rejecting intrusion...

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1963

I sent you away from me to look for our beloved.
I watched you fade in the distant as you walked down the dusty foot-path towards town.
My dull brain craves the lost opportunity to prevail upon you of my broken spirit. 
The sun shined brightly...

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Some seek—and find--the brighter side of life;
we call these smiling people optimists.
Some only see the bad. These pessimists
are grim, defeatist, and quite often PISSED!


July 25, 2018, entered in Kevin Shaw's Life or Death Epigram contest...

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At Last
09/08/2018

Old thoughts in my mind
Found it hard to be kind
Undeserving, unnerving
Unwilling to unwind

So positivity blind,
To myself unkind
Defeatist, hedonist
True pleasure find

Searching for moderation
Full of resignation
Obsessive, compulsive
Unsure of destination

Questioning my commitment
Thought I’d be committed
Irrational, delusional
Suicide attempt committed

Sanity a soul search
Don’t snuff out my torch
Hopeful, loathful
Alone in...

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Every now and then, every so often,
I'm approached by they needing advice regarding their poor situation.
I offer them what I know to be a most helpful suggestion.
The response I usually receive is, "That's easier said than done,"
and this generally fills me with major frustration.
For me,...

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she was of gypsy descent 
life's' hard lessons learn t- 

my grandmother warned 
as I was growing up, 

she said only two duties 
a man was concerned of 

getting it up, and shooting 
satisfying themselves their 
primal duty... 

too many unhappy woman 
unfulfilled, restless 

she...

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"Gazing at the rising sun and telling yourself- 'the new day has newer promises for me' fills you with gallons of fuel to run the whole day"- By poet


See life blooming in full and keep smiling
Grab the little joys the mind can contain
Dismiss all defeatist...

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We call for success
When we obey the blueprint
Not for defeatist....

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