Best Desperate Poems

A desperate housewife I knew
had such mundane housework to do.
Being so tired of it,
she decided to quit.
Then off to Las Vegas she flew.

Having always been such a lithe girl,
she thought “I’ll give dancing a whirl!”
Her audition went well.
From a large oyster shell
She emerged, so they...

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While gelid breezes of winter, quiver emotions of decaying rays,
And arc of horizon cedes to dusk, evoking grimace of malaise,
Casting shadows tenebrous, shrouding glimmer of a slowing day,
Desperate hope lingers still, in resplendence of autumn’s decay;

Gawking in yonder, where gamboge-orange woodlands fade,
Reminiscing in seasons harkening,...

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I wish I knew how, had ability to turn
away from you and not look back to see if it
affected you, my turning away, walking off.

I want you to miss this, and I fail to pass off
the distance as a gravely unfortunate turn
of events, see truth...

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There is an illusion of dishonesty in darkness,
so we rejoice when spring sings saccharine serenades.
I've always been a soul yearning for summer scents,
but somewhere the seasons got lost in translation.
Not all honest hearts can remain evergreen,
when memories like wraiths of past demons,
echo in eerie vibrations...

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Vacantly staring into the night sky
She saw big bellied clouds drifting away
Are they fleeing away from the luminous moon? 
Or mercilessly driven out
After being robbed off everything? 

Once again she looked at her expanding waistline
And felt the pulse of life beating within
It sent a lightning...

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Written: December 19, 2023 

"His style has the desperate jauntiness of an orchestra fiddling away for dear life on a sinking ship. Edmund Wilson"

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With each fresh day, leaves on trees grew dry.
Stream flow had...

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where, in the shadow of a winter moon
beyond eternal skylines collecting stars,
does affection unfold in the sheets
of a nighttime whispering on the breeze

desperate wishes cast as stones on a pond,
smooth surfaces now laced with ripples,
spherical patterns meandering towards
a slumbering shoreline, drifting inward

a silhouette of love,...

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Daughter, neglected by maternity
A button missing were her eye should be
Abused and abundant by paternity
Her limb missing were her leg should be
Expected to know the origins of charity
Love omitted from were her heart should be
Against all odds, to reach her maturity
In reality, adopted by a...

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All day long the little bird cries
Over and over again he tries
Full array for all the ladies passing by

Can't they see he's found a home
Where little babies can be grown
But he cannot do it alone

He's desperate for a date
He really needs a mate
In month of...

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I see you,
do you see me?
I hear you,
do you hear me?

I try very hard
to understand,
the confusing touch
of your human hand!

I don’t want to resist,
but sometimes that’s how I feel,
your energy, your presence,
it’s not always the best deal.

There are other days;
it all feels so very pleasant,
in...

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Rain-Desperate Times
Days and weeks of rain
has come down hard and fast
desperate times prevail...

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This journey fraught of desperate dreams

Within the grip of swelling grays
The Southern Cross astern now shines
Ever close of darkened bays
Adrift of lost and endless times

Sails now hoist, direction’s wind
I hear the angry waves a’ crash
Spume does touch my worried skin
Tempest waters come to lash

This journey...

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The world is not my maker.
The logic it decrees.
When I can’t see the burning forest
For the flaming trees.

I long to fix its problems,
In this my desperate plea:
The rich don’t care for those who live
In crushing poverty.

I long to lose this baggage,
That hangs beneath my eyes.
It...

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Desperate, broken, needing love
Descending low through the air
Your Holy Spirit like a dove
Came to me in my despair

Confused, tattered, bitterly torn
Needing a full release
By your grace I am reborn
Now I know your loving peace

Day by day I’m seeking you
In your Word you are found
It tells...

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Whoever finds themselves alone,
To make their bed a slab of stone,
Goes there but for the grace of I
To contemplate the reason why.

Who knows the journey each have led?
The horrors which they may have fled.
Financial ruin is one such fate,
Or just hard luck, the loss is...

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