Best Helpless Poems
There they come,
I see them from my window
Although it's very dark
The streets lights make them glow
I closed and locked each shutter
As it seems like I’m in Limbo
While anxious for the sun to rise,
I feel the panic grow
They're coming here tonight
And fear runs through my bones
Although I've turned off all the lights
They know that we are home
They want and come to feast
To strip us to the bone
And eat our flesh and brains and blood.
So close, I hear their groans
With my children huddled 'round me
As I hold my darling bride
I pray to God for all I'm worth
They cannot get inside
Now I hear them on the front porch
And it, can't be denied
Once they're in the front door
There’ll be no place to hide
But my wife broke free,from me
And headed to the door
In all these years I've never seen
My wife so brave before
I stretched my arm out to her
"Don't open" I implored
Then twenty costumed kids rushed in
Just like the year before
I feel helpless I dont know where to start,
you are one of my four beating hearts,
the second beauty I brought into this world,
I can only watch from a distance,
from the barrier you set to others,
I feel the need to wonder because I feel helpless,
its fear that sets my weakness for you ,
a fear that has hit like a tidal wave I feel helpless,
you seem so alone and I dont know why,
I watch you ....emoitionless and I just want to cry I feel helpless,
it's a world of mental illness I could never understand,
it's a weakness always judged even at my own hand,
But now I see you suffer harder and harder days,
with no way of hepling I feel helpless,
My second born daughter so beautiful and strong,
for all you go through and your days still go on,
you wake day by day and you hold ur hands high,
to the reason you stay in this world,
I can only be glad you think of me that way because I feel helpless.
As yellow leaves wither in the autumn breeze,
only apathetic thoughts remain
in this nonchalant existence of
my diseased body and over the hill mind!
It reminds me a time of agility,
A time of struggle and celebrations,
An age when dreams of a better future bloomed,
And leaping up those stairs to pluck the petals of success.
The illusion of youth, believing I would remain the same forever,
My beauty, once admired by the mirror,
My body, that lied about its boundless strength,
And the willpower that upheld my beliefs!
Now, my poor mind, dreadfully distressed,
on the fritz of my worn body parts.
Here I am, at the dusk of my life,
panting and staring at the steep stairs
called ‘rest of my time’!
I wonder, are there any tears left
to cry over the memories of my vigorous days?
Or, has time swallowed even the sorrow, leaving only silence?
On a cold winter night
Not far from here
There was a child
Suffering great fear
She was unfortunate
She was hurt
She always wore the same dress
and the same shirt
She prayed for mercy
She prayed for light
She prayed for love
Instead of fights
She had no chance
The fight was not fair
Her mother held her down
While her father beat her there
She tried to tell someone
But who would care?
She wanted someone
Who would always be there
A little boy
Whom she never knew
Sat down beside her
Their friendship was true
They talked for hours
They could talk for days
Then she had realized
It was getting late
Later that night
As she laid in bed
Her drunken parents stormed in
Their faces beating red
She screamed for help
But no one would respond
When someone realized her plead
She was already gone
A few days later
Six feet in the ground
A long lost angel
Had finally been found
She's up in heaven
With a smile on her face
She walked to Jesus
and she was embraced
A helpless angel
Carved into stone
Now she will never be alone.
I'm hut.
In Ancient,
I was the perfect
Breeded by palms cut.
In my belly everyone liveth
When the villains wants to hurt
But now unlike then, I'm left with folks
Wisdom came to my people to make a difference
Little of their sweet talk I was belittled,so helpless
I am your HOME, your SHIELD, everyone care less.
Though I could lost the best but know i'm the first
What am I to you? That's the only question I'd left
Is it just a drawn triangle on a square box length?
Let the world know I am this!! written in concrete
Yea, I am the Hut, I was left alone, I am well hurt.
Hands that touched the soil
as one would touch a child
Hands that caressed the fields
with a gratifying smile
Hands that worked the hardest
from morn until sunset,
hands that joined in prayer
Wishing a greener harvest
Hands that fed millions
sowed, reaped…gathered
Hands that tilled the earth
that now stands barren
Hands that shielded the eyes
as the relentless sun scorched
Hands that sought out water
hoping against all hope
Helpless hands stare in despair,
open palms can do no more,
lines of fate are clearly drawn
on the parched earth below.
contest name:With these hands
Visual #5
These thoughts and images could my head,
As my imagination rushes ahead.
The hurt, the pain, the heartache, the tears.
I can see you causing me these in the fallowing years.
With your words and your touch, your smell and your strength,
All of which together I cannot go against.
Every night I wait in my room, helpless, waiting for you to come up the stairs,
Waiting for my door to creak open, for the moonlight to show that your there.
I watched as you hurt her, that dear friend of mine.
You took her childhood away, and ripped away the normal life of mine.
You still haunt my life, even though this happened long, long ago.
I wish I could forget you, but I can’t, so um forced to forever put on a show.
Sinking deeper and deeper
No help coming
My only rope is frayed and made of words
Nothing solid to grip
All alone in the muck and mire
Frantically splashing my arms and legs
to find my way out
But there is none
All my pleading, wailing and prayers
seem to go unanswered...
I am done.
Doctors make their routine rounds each day
Well-meaning zealots come in the room to pray
I sit here sharing tears with you
I wish there was more that I could do
To fight the cancer, they can do no more
Your body has lost this hard-fought war
There is no other course we can pursue
I wish there was more that I could do
You are far too young to leave this world
How can I carry on without my girl
I would do anything to help pull you through
I wish there was more that I could do
I watched you release your last breath
No miracles were left to ward off death
One last kiss before the final adieu
I wish there was more that I could do
Kid next door helplessly cries
Such a howling, I can't describe
No one knows what he wants
Neither can he tells others why
Couples next door furiously fight
Such a quarreling, I can't abide
No one clearly says what he, she wants
Neither can they peacefully lie*.
Next to the window, I helplessly stand
Such a feeling this moment, I can't pretend
Peaceful as it seems,
Its truth, the world may not stand.
Kid next door continues to cry.
Couples next door continually fight.
Mikhail.
Yes, we are just five senses creature by birth,
But realize that we are here to lead a life on the earth,
Just like any other living being, we wish to be loved,
With all of our survival and hunger issues solved,
We stupids, don't understand your need for deforestation,
All we know is, it makes our siblings die out of starvation,
We all have a caring family like you homosapiens have,
Our chances of survival depends on how you behave..
A few cruel men, pelt stones at us for the sake of fun,
Some heartless people hunt us with a gun,
We beg you not to kill us for your food,
It is not that only mankind is made up of blood..
We were created only to have a short life span,
Show us mercy and let us live as long as we can,
Our sufferings drag us to hell which we can't withstand,
Maybe, we cry in a language that humans don't understand...
HELPLESS IN THE DANCE
Helpless in the dance
The whole Earth striking rhythm
Its pulse coursing upward
And through the frame
Nor effort of mind can stem the native urge
Wine and bacchanal feed
This dizzy whirl at being’s fleshy core
Yea feet don’t seem to touch the floor
Mind a space in whiteness
Such is the pristine hold
If thought there be
It is only for the dance
Dave Austin
In a place so dark, so deep.
Where only the minds of the irrational sleep
There is only one certainty,
That love wasn’t meant for me.
Tears of helplessness fall in the night.
Like daggers in the eye, to rid you of sight.
Loving a man who doesn’t see,
His fire is slowly burning me.
Eyes that show a woman defeated,
Smiles that mask a heart mistreated.
So many loved ones unaware of what they see,
That hell on earth is the fate for me.
Escape is a choice I can not make.
Defence is a battle I can not wake.
Tied to this torture I must be,
As walking alone wasn’t meant for me.
One beautiful girl, one thousand faces
Anthrax of the tongue your deadly poison
A wake o'broken hearts, o'broken glass I run
Because I have seen her empty spaces.
That beautiful girl, time turning faceless
And tracks soon begun to sit and stay unsung
Awake from slumber and my dreams undone.
Tears mackle disguise, while grey eyes confess.
What identity lingering cry implies?
Just a few glimpses I've been blessed to see,
Her Ruby white pale no make-up from lies.
All varnished in tears yet somehow you're free.
Love, don't take this wrong just take it from me
Be yours, my dear, shed fully your disguise.
“Helpless Yet Hopeful”
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ROARRR
Humans attempt to save the rainforests…
Well, some at least.
Trees laid to rest. 5
Fragmentation of habitats.
Large expanses destroyed,
Leaving smaller, unconnected patches.
We need to restore the damaged ecosystems
With the help of planting trees. 10
Trees are diamonds.
Delicate and elegant.
We need to protect the rainforest
Before it’s too late.
Fossil fuels must be reduced 15
Or else there will be no animals to reproduce.
All we do is take.
We take and take and take
Until it becomes a problem.
One hundred and thirty-seven species of life 20
Driven into extinction each day.
Extinction impacts species,
Humans as well.
Rainforests are one of the largest biomes,
Providing ecosystem services. 25
Natural resources for production,
Regulation of climate and air quality,
Filtration of pollutants, pollination of crops,
And the generation of money by recreation.
Saving the rainforest is like a marathon. 30
Always staying focused,
Patient,
And motivated to achieve a set goal.
It is green, the color of life, nature, and renewal.