Best Disillusionment Poems

In the  3rd Stage of Disillusionment 
A meiquin may say things to make you smile
As you enter the false comfort zone she comprimises you
The receptors in your brain are becoming incoherent and you believe her lies
As men stalk men in a womans words
As she...

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D iscovering the cold hearted truth, that 
I nnocence is the same as 
S tupidity
I ncarcerating your dreams as you
L earn that nothing is as it appears
L ife is never what it seems
U nderstanding reality is
S omething we all learn the hard way
I n a...

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watching semi-nightly from the banister above,
I'd catch the old man sitting,
rustling his newspapers and drinking cups of joe,
sipped on black and steaming hot,
with eyes of deer, determined and disinterested.
without as much a hint to a smile or a frown,
his long night shift seemed endless and...

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A lovely laugh 
Sadly passed
Left, but
Time goes on....

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When we think we know, sure we are to fall
And trip and flip and drop the ball
Our knowledge nature writes off as a myth
And ado over what’s at best small....

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Here, stunned, sit I, Illusions fading
reality, not really, changing
veil removed from beguiled eyes
avoiding all the masses cries;
discovered I a plot so cold
the mission now it shall unfold
dark Sirius shadows golden orb
sinister beings our secrets probe
within the deepest realms of Earth
dark web lurking no time for...

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We long for relationships
that know no borders,
in which hearts can roam free,
frolicking with each other,
and galloping at will
through fields and streams
in broad daylight,
and spontaneous affections
can nuzzle unrestrained.

Yet on our humble ranch,
it is the broken horses
that we so often ride.
Connections become curtailed
that once headed for the...

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We are victims
Tied with  common fetters 
Loosed in thoughts of varied choices and desires
Loosely searching to make ends meet:
The meeting at this spot,
Either to go or stay, is a choice.

We are victims
Of the policies of pain
Emitted to drive us crazy, 
We are on the...

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Caught up in the shadowy,
Silhouettes dancing, trembling
Like wings in breathless
Whispers, erasing all the fearless
Memories, blending worry
With confusion, desperation
Despair and sin’s onslaught stirring
Anxiety, stalking the heart like
Burdens and struggles, troubling
Even the light that remains,
Where history portrays the limits
Restricting prayers, praise, portions
Fragments of the heart’s faith,
Hope lifted...

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Bring your thoughts to Jesus
Let Him silence all your doubts
Place your faith in His kindness
He is filled with mercy and hope
Allow Him to encourage your heart
With His grace, His joy, His peace
Feel the warmth of His gentle way
Healing all your worries and pains

Bring your yearnings...

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gasping for fresh air
amid shades of darkest night
praying for comfort
~
knowing embraces
soft whispers of affection
yearnings for relief
~
melancholy tears
flow longingly, whispering
for peace that eases
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heartfelt tenderness
touches my spirit with grace
giving way to faith
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phenomenal hope
enchants and inspires wisdom
slow breaths of solace






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My God why did you forsake me?
I gave my life and soul to Thee
You went and threw away the key
My God why did you forsake me?

I gave my life and soul to Thee
But you could only die for me
Upon the hill of Calvary
My God why...

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In Shallow Hours, graves are dug 
By words morose, 

Their hollow powers seem mundane, 
But are much worse.

Being Lonely in a crowded room, 
With empty words 

Muttered by survivors; 

Whose frosty breath in time, 
With second hand, 

Will still ones heart with breach of mind...

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Wings cut, flesh torn, eyes burned and blind
Heart so weary borne upon a life, some say, unkind.

Time will come and go, knowledge gained or lost; 
Rivers change their flow; summers die in frost 

All that’s proud and full of fury in each person’s story
Sunk beneath...

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another fruitless day
alas, a buck unearned
uninvolved in the fray
nary a lesson learned

o time, where hast thou gone
where's the spring of my life
whence lovers embraced none
daily struggling in the strife

where, the hours in their haste
have transpired unbeknown
o, the chatter, what a waste
mindly doings of my own

seeking...

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