Best Malaise Poems

There is an abysmal void in the hollow of my breast
where once my heart pulsed, now weak and weary.
I cannot quell emotions your death has repressed
since our cord of silken threads has come unraveled.
Malaise in my heart leaves me cold and dreary.

I long to embrace...

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For all of this apparent tragedy in her life, and truly it all only set the stage for my
mother’s soul growth in this experience, what I remember most about my mom is her courage, her compassion and her ever-present service through her Words of Encouragement...

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A couple of years later, at age 19, this farm girl married and, true to her Catholic
upbringing, began having children. She had four live births and four miscarriages over the course of less than seven years, long before the idea of “post-partum” depression was even...

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While trail of clouds hovers around
There she lays on fevered ground,
My daughter’s eyes droop low again
As I bear witness to this strain.

No balm can aid the night’s relief
When love’s touch hides a mother’s grief,
That only prayer beads remain
As I bear witness to this strain.

Weeks pass...

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The events that took place in a remote area of New Mexico about 230 miles south of Los Alamos during the predawn hours of July 16, 1945 forever changed the world. In the early morning darkness the incredible destructive powers of the atom bomb, code-named...

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As one sits still through the time lit haze
staring in silence mainly at misspent days;
prodding the phase that brings on malaise.
Return to times of dances and plays,
dizzying daze, then pining for praise!

Regrets and the thoughts it soon shall raise;
what was missed by one's wandering ways
or...

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Calm and collected,
relaxed and non affected,
bang, like a bolt out of the blue,
no, not you??
bellowing,
acid tongue,
for goodness sake,
SHOULD BE HUNG!!!...

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Senescence concomitant
and best buds with malaise
despondency inescapable as
infirmity ages formerly young gals guys
though age just a "number"
father time not shy to apprise

every mortal wakes to the
inescapable truth that never dies
each living species mainly
one known as *****sapiens
allotted longevity not much
greater than highest

double digit which existence...

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seeds of malaise cultural materialism for permissions
atrial, nothing functioned more than citizens' terms of right
values, possible domains of rivalry
defined, a phenomenal world of functional conditions
great as moaning Rome, livid
women are secured in natural churches rife
locally, rational and relational, religiously riotous
parties are luminous, phenomena explained physicians
permanently...

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Perspective's Malaise
                    by Odin Roark

How rich the vicarious
to be but not to be
that safe haven of lookie loos
where arms length from reality
provides never-having-to-leave the fighter's corner...

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Malaise is a Feeling like Trump

Malaise is just feeling; you're feeling it too?
So many seem troubled, don't know what to do.
But knee-jerk reactors can't pass any test,
Their movements (more spasm) refuse to divest,
Of any advantage they think will serve self,
AND DAMMED if they'll listen to...

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Suffused with wonderment, bubbling with curiosity, eager to know “Why”,
Childhood was spent in the quest for knowledge, when years seemed to fly,     
I learnt to speak, to write, to walk, becoming adept in many an intricate art.    I...

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Monopolies, duopolies and oligopolies spell danger
Collecting scraps of personal data, averting due tax
Mingling with and tingling a ribald ranger
Displacing, misplacing and suppressing the affable axe.

Monopolies in information technology cyberspace
Slay democracy, lay foundations for autocracy
Manipulating and circulating data in stealth space
Pandering to and engendering artificial aristocracy.

Monopolies...

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Let me ride this shooting star 
it's gonna take us oh so far
besides we haven't got a car
let me ride this shooting star

Baby, it's the nuclear age
f$ck, I've got the modern rage
couldn't we just turn the page
baby, it's the nuclear age
 
What's so great about...

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I trace the path of murder, reclaiming
the blood stains
on grass. Becoming a stranger
in my own land.

Stranger ? Yes.
Lead name missing.
Always wanted

less than enough. 

I bare my chest
scrawling a blue butterfly trying to
unwrap the colour. 


Satish Verma...

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