Best Pessimist Poems

When young I heard the glass was either ½ empty or ½ full
But with time I learned… to believe either one makes you a fool

My health made me battle from the almost empty place
But I came to see that… your life is not a glass...

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They say life is short;
I say it's not short enough...
And the rainbow after the storm
is just another fairy tale.
Sure, when one door closes
another door opens...
But who's to say what's on the other side
will turn out to be good?
Those attached 
lust after the freedom of not...

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An optimist and pessimist were sitting in the park,
Their outlooks as divergent as the light is to the dark.
“I think this will be over soon,” the optimist declared.
The pessimist just looked at her as if she were impaired.

“Our lives will never ever be the ones...

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I’m a Pessimist 
We will cry even more 
The misery will increase
The suffering won’t stop 
We won’t get away from life with ease 
We are the gloomy creatures 
We are sentenced to grief 
What life but a nice covered book 
We read, but nothing firmed...

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THE REALISTIC PESSIMIST
Is it about life or death?
Is it about death or birth?
If it is about death, and not life or birth,
So be it

You either love or hate
You can choose to hate or date
If you choose to hate, and not love or date,
So be it

Is...

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Part I - The Pessimist

I am a person without a name
I am a fire without a flame
I am a flower that will never bloom
I am a house without a room
I am a candle that will never melt
I am a feeling that cannot be felt
I am...

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I’m as certain about this, as anyone can be 
Disaster awaits me, just wait and see 
I’m not a worrier; well not any more… But! 
You never know what knocks at your door

A positive outlook is all I need 
The kind of thinking that’s guaranteed...

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My youthful friend, when I was a lad 
such as you, I was dismayed to find 
that running a stick across the lathes of a fence 
did not make music. 

My hopes were the regular beat of a stick 
on slats would compose a song....

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No word from you, is
Like expecting a kiss, but
Getting slapped instead 


8/3/11

Received 3rd place in "Sayings of Wisdom" contest...

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to him
there's no s u n
            in the sky;
c  l  o  u  d  s 
above him
            gray...
day to...

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Maybe it's been the same for you,
When nothing is out of the blue,
Just a monotony of predictable,
Surrounded by a glut of tangibles.
When the sun becomes a burning nuisance,
And the rain an inconvenience,
Autumn leaves are just a mess,
And flowers an allergic stress.
Slowing down seems an option...

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The optimist,tells the pessimist
...........not to be so cynical,
but,it is hard to resist laughing 
..........at developing satirical

Adornments of mother nature
aren't evil,hellish caricatures
sunken uncomely creatures
with somewhat similar features,
but,whom's to weigh and measure
as we return with our treasure,
understanding from endeavors
wrought out from pain and pleasure...

The pessimist tells me...

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(as published in Switch Poetry/Prose magazine - 2017)

       what apparition takes joy in
the patient anticipation of pain or,
is it just me,          who at the height of elation
still glances for... prowling...

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why is it easier to sleep,
than to wake up.
why is it easier to forget, 
than to remember.
why is it easier to be wrong,
than to be right.
why is it easier to take,
than to give.
why is it easier to be careless, 
than to be careful.
why is it...

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What ere were warm, inviting open doors, 
To this man maudlin and defeated kind, 
Unsure, frightened, his dog-tail tucked behind, 
He now finds shut, keys lost at far off shores. 
Asked of voyage, on adverse winds he whines, 
Given a choice from a pair of...

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