Best Indecision Poems

Enticed
          by feminine allure
          my resistance 
...

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Lost in the valley of indecision
Forever caught between here and there
My mind is divided, my soul is torn
And monstrous phantoms are everywhere

There's neither light, nor...

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Indecision!

No need to read between the lines.

By Stanley Russell Harris
(the new mad author)
and (Poetry Soup Honourably Mentioned)


No need to read between the lines.
There is nothing...

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Have a lovely day


Pushed now to the limit by a never ending whisper
Lost behind the meaning of a question I can’t hear
Dreaming of a day...

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There's a path I always take
down to the river where the woods
are dressed down open
The light of the sky
doesn't shine in your eyes
but leads the...

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Vincent Van Gogh~Starry Night
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a precarious world of indecision

a dark pallet of light

this brilliant depiction , it does scream , it cries out

blues and yellows swirl...

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A turn in the current
     Memory, you, swirled and swallowed
          By the...

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I was at a crossroads in my life when I met you.
My heart was in turmoil and indecision infiltrated 
every fiber of my being. Should...

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Lost in a wistful arbor, where malaise blooms,
Mists flower in hypnotic bleak violet dusks
Shades of brooding melancholy  
Bruise my treasured bouquets of dreams
And plod...

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“In the time when the heart beat slows” 

In the time when 
the heart beat slows
I close my eyes 
and meet you there
that place of...

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Ensure that when you walk away 
You don't rush into someone new 
Just because you are fearful 
Of your own company
If you are not at...

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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...

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Still I sit here staring

Sitting there in open form…breathing,
savoring a moment that claims the eyes
Collecting thoughts in a simmering row
of pasted visions on the curtains...

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My eyes grow heavy,
Yet I can't sleep,
My soul feels weighted,
But I can't weep

I dream on
Without the hope I need
I need to talk
Yet my tongue's not...

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Feeling the pain as the solstice is waning
Counting the days till the end brings me home
Keeping a smile through the mess I am wading
Wondering why...

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