Best Nervous Wreck Poems

Now I lay me down to sleep, 
I’m feverishly counting sheep …
Hoping that the perfect number 
Rewards me with a dreamless slumber.

Envisioning the sylvan state,...

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Putting my kisses all around your neck,
Obligates you to do the same to me.
Electrify my soul and I will be
The one whose knees will quickly...

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Oh Ye Poets, Weep Not!
(Apropos When Silence Is Betrayal)

To write of peace, love and beauty,
Would be what others think should be
The poets’ only duty;
Albeit, what...

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My own gypsy roaming in countless hemispheres
A painter who splashes emotions of life’s tones
Maybe a lightkeeper flaming a child’s wonder
Also, a bookworm awed by enigmatic...

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After watching the news my stomach was in a knot
my brain on a hiatus leaving my creative juices to rot
imitating the thinker wondering why my...

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My tale about the barnacle I bared upon my bum
has now passed into legend and folk law
The  battle I thought was over and now...

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Mum will be worried and tonight will be a frost
The sun is going down quickly I know I am lost
Not at all sure if we...

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Humpty Dumpty's job was an important one he knew
a secret service agent looking for clues
sitting on the brick wall as a lookout man
as the kings...

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I'm a nervous wreck when my anxiety makes its presence known
It swallows me whole; my happiness a sinking stone
I want to rise above my insecurities,...

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You raise me up above the mountains
You bring me below the vibrant valleys
You allow me to weep happy fountains 
When I walk in your bright...

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An Aging Squash Fan

As a father watchful over the progress of a little girl active in a chosen sport..
Little wonder that I am a bag...

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She looks kinda cute even when she is mad
yet, so composed when things turn out bad. 
How she smiles even in deep, sweet slumber 
that...

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I think back now to the man I was,
Before I met my friend,
How different I was,
Altogether an average Joe.

I now sit here a nervous wreck,
Dishevelled...

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on cloud nine it seems
gravity pulls me back down
to the moon’s sunbeams
the magnitude forcing a frown

there’s a certain purpose for the trial
knowing somewhere down the...

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My co-worker posed a theory to me
That our boss was born one hundred years later than she was supposed to be
Neither of us could exactly...

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