Best Roughest Poems
I've gone too far to ever come back
bad luck stuck in a mental trap
I’m going to start accepting facts
Suck in no air so lungs collapse
I had ambitions to reach the top
Until I saw how high it sits
A fear of heights told me "stop"
So I live my life in the pits
Singled out and always the one
Acting like a stupid prick
Single now and always a one
thinking that I must be thick
Never in love never content
Jumping dumb from bed to bed
Every friend came and went
Dump them slump then in to dread
I circle around this sinking drain
I’ve seen the sights this life can give
sunken deep down in odious pain
I live with only life to give
I live this gift this life I live
though nasty times are these
I take the roughest with the snuggest
in changing sceneries
I don’t eat food sleep or chat
I live without routine
I don’t compete my mood is flat
I have no social scene
I gift back this life I was given
This gift no good for me
I wish that I can be forgiven
A want to be set free.
4/2/2019 *favourite from last week contest sponsored by Lu Loo
Categories:
roughest, anxiety, dark, deep, depression,
Form:
Rhyme
To ride the sea is a pleasure and a curse
as huddle of gulls, starfish dart from nowhere
enchanting frolic on breakers, they traverse
into buoyant laps with crystal tides so rare.
My arms swivel a distance while I immerse
from deep lures of an islet, beyond compare;
yet once, twice... roughest torrents did choke my lungs
engulfed by coils of a dunk, into waves’ tongues.
I awake on swamps of moss , hurt like trapped cord
from a hillside , birds echo their fiercest drawl;
reviving my anxious glides with crests adored
for the terror -thrill of waters makes me stall.
As the bashing of rapids drills more pain on board
this dread, dread of drowning snuffs a night-breaths' pall...
though I cringe, hurt again from a sail, outright,
I’d rather face danger to unleash my fright.
If it hurts so bad, why do we do it?
Contest of Silent One
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[11 syl lines per requirement of the form;
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6/19/2016
Categories:
roughest, courage, fear, hurt,
Form:
Ottava rima
Smooth like glass the ground slithers all along
The beat goes down the street singing a song
Surface delights to even the roughest
Slipping, sliding enacting the toughest
Colors reflecting all throughout the way
Making the wet road seem cold in the day
Breaking down the path, hard surface below
Open ways to freedom, which shine and glow
Not a grey moment is felt here today
Sunlight blares and sends the water astray
The path still holds its glossy appearance
Lending a great image, leaving a trance
The path shines with an iridescent sheen
Letting us to venture down the best seen
Russell Sivey
Categories:
roughest, life,
Form:
Sonnet
It's as if every time i take 2 step forward,
You always make me take 5 steps backward.
You're on my mind all the time,
But am i on yours?
I miss you so much,
But do you miss me?
I'm crazy about you,
But do you even see it?
Sometimes, sitting here,
I feel tears rolling down my cheeks,
Just the thought of you,
Makes my heart melt into to two.
But yet, i can't let you out of my head.
I can't go a day without thinking about you,
Or i may go crazy.
Just hoping and praying,
That you'll soon realize that,
I'm going to be here for you, when you need it most,
I'm going to be here for you, through your roughest time,
I'm going to be here for you, when no one else show care,
I'm going to be here for you, because i love you.
Categories:
roughest, love
Form:
Free verse
Author Dana Redricks
August 14, 2018
All the pain in my life
only God can give
me the passion and
the desire to carry on
in this pain, so long
No one can walk my
journey, or wear my shoes
only I can sing my song
every day is a struggle
only God can give me
the strength to carry on
It’s hard to be strong in
the mist of the storm
in this crazy world
Struggles can either
make you or break you
the best of Christ
missionaries are those
have gone
through roughest storms
to have God hold us out in
His gentle and loving
arms
Categories:
roughest, blessing, christian, deep, god,
Form:
Free verse
I am the hidden, the forbidden, and the lost link
Unto the creature called man?
The basic primal instinct, the raw inner fear,
That quivers within the interior nerve left exposed,
Do I exist, define existence if you so dare?
Habitations inherit divergence, I’m diversity’s
Maligned beast, living on the edge of extinction,
Wishing nothing more than to be left alone.
A child of the wilderness, I so cling to the hardened
Cliff’s roughest point of origin, survivals primitive,
Dangling in the winds of the lost, barely hanging
By mine own finger tips, begging for life,
Yet unable to speak on my own behalf.
Curiosities unseen visitor by night,
I’ll pull back the current of reality if pushed,
I’m the wounded animal screaming within
Humanities darkest nightmares,
Do I exist, reach out beyond your
Limitations comfort zone, and find out?
A creature dwelling within the shadow realm
Of reality, wood knockings echo, that rocks
The mountain tops by the illusions of the
Night moon.
Do I exist, does not a jackal feast beneath
The African eclipse, am I not made of flesh
And bone, come into my wild kingdom researcher,
Here your find the answers you so seek,
But if alive thy leave no promises do I so keep?
Once in fears caverns did our species hide,
Traveling only under the darkness of night.
Driven by the white demons whom didn’t
Understand that which was considered
Different, we became the hunted,
The outcasts, as they livid amongst
The rays of the sunlit world of light.
I am the hidden, the forbidden, and the lost link
Unto the creature called man?
The basic primal instinct, the raw inner fear,
That quivers within the interior nerve left exposed,
Do I exist, define existence if you so dare?
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
Categories:
roughest, adventure, animal, fear, halloween,
Form:
Free verse
Today I had the roughest day that I have ever had
Of all the crazy, wacky ones, this day’s been really bad
It started when I first woke up and fell out of my bed
I cut my scalp so deep the blood was dripping from my head
I found some gauze and taped it on until the bleeding stopped
I put the coffee on then in the shower quickly hopped
But then I dropped the bar of soap, that’s when I slipped and fell
I twisted my right ankle and my knee began to swell
I poured some shampoo on my head and lathered up my hair
But some of it got in my eyes and burned beyond compare
Then as I limped out of the tub and went to grab my towel
I noticed something smelled real bad, something very foul
The eggs that I was boiling were now burning in the pot
The house was filled with smoke and the alarm just wouldn’t stop
I grabbed the broom and swatted the alarm with all my might
Instead I hit the ceiling lamp and shattered the whole light
I quickly backed away as glass had flown around the room
The day was only one hour old but I was filled with doom
I opened up the windows and the smoke went streaming out
My neighbors must have called the firemen I have no doubt.
Then in the hazy smoke I got some glass stuck in my foot
I guess I should have sat right down and really just stayed put
The firemen were quick to come, and call an ambulance
I felt like I was in a daze, a crazy dream or trance
The EMS removed the glass that stuck inside my feet
They bandaged up my ankle and my knee, they were so sweet
I guess I just can’t win, so back to bed I’ll go and stay
And hopefully, tomorrow it will be a better day
Categories:
roughest, day, funny, imagination,
Form:
Rhyme
The wheel has turned and the seasons have changed.
In Mother Nature's tapestry - the colors rearranged.
A long time ago we traveled from miles around.
Covering valleys, streams, and the roughest ground.
To celebrate this special day with family and friend.
We're not sure when we can gather this way again.
We've brought our crops from groves and fields.
Whatever to us Mother Nature did yield.
It's a day for thanksgiving with all who are here.
Bringing love and laughter to those we hold dear!
There are so many things to be thankful for.
We're never quite sure what the fates for us have in store!
Be happy if you're not suffering or are in pain.
Feel blessed if true love you've been able to gain!
Return to others what you have been given.
And find pleasure in every day that you're living!
Categories:
roughest, dedication, devotion, inspirational, magic,
Form:
Rhyme
The moon doth appear in that dark horizon
And glistens with a beam of drifting light.
Let thy passions stroll with the companion
Of forlorn hovering clouds in moonlit night.
O Nature, sing not thy lonesome songs again
For I doth find a friend in each of thy cells.
I rejoice in thy touch even in wrecked pain
And my life hath mend its stuttering wheels.
Dazed weariness once mocked my forlorn being
Ere it came unto thy shelter, Mother Nature!
Whilst my morale dips in bosom, come and sing
A song of Love that warmeth every creature.
Nature hath a bliss that drenches our dry mind,
Pouring tender showers amidst the roughest wind.
(This is the first time I have tried to write a Sonnet, so, please pardon my shortcomings)
Categories:
roughest, hope, nature, peace,
Form:
Sonnet
I am the hidden, the forbidden, and the lost link
Unto the creature called man?
The basic primal instinct, the raw inner fear,
That quivers within the interior nerve left exposed,
Do I exist, define existence if you so dare?
Habitations inherit divergence, I’m diversity’s
Maligned beast, living on the edge of extinction,
Wishing nothing more than to be left alone.
A child of the wilderness, I so cling to the hardened
Cliff’s roughest point of origin, survivals primitive,
Dangling in the winds of the lost, barely hanging
By mine own finger tips, begging for life,
Yet unable to speak on my own behalf.
Curiosities unseen visitor by night,
I’ll pull back the current of reality if pushed,
I’m the wounded animal screaming within
Humanities darkest nightmares,
Do I exist, reach out beyond your
Limitations comfort zone, and find out?
A creature dwelling within the shadow realm
Of reality, wood knockings echo, that rocks
The mountain tops by the illusions of the
Night moon.
Do I exist, does not a jackal feast beneath
The African eclipse, am I not made of flesh
And bone, come into my wild kingdom researcher,
Here your find the answers you so seek,
But if alive thy leave no promises do I so keep?
Once in fears caverns did our species hide,
Traveling only under the darkness of night.
Driven by the white demons whom didn’t
Understand that which was considered
Different, we became the hunted,
The outcasts, as they livid amongst
The rays of the sunlit world of light.
I am the hidden, the forbidden, and the lost link
Unto the creature called man?
The basic primal instinct, the raw inner fear,
That quivers within the interior nerve left exposed,
Do I exist, define existence if you so dare?
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
Categories:
roughest, adventure, animal, conflict, history,
Form:
Free verse
To the mountaintop, the moon, and back
In times of peace and war,
From daybreak to sundown
Until the Mississippi River runs dry
I'll walk alongside you
Sunday, Monday, and always
From pitch-darkness to a beacon of light
Through pathways of life fraught
With boomerang possibilities
I'll walk alongside you
Across the murkiest of waters
Through obstacles and towering infernos
Through life's joys and sorrows
Through the razor's edge
I'll walk alongside you
When your legs grow weak with fatigue,
When your body and spirit deplete
Through the roughest of terrains
Come what may
I'll walk alongside you
( Verse)
Date written and posted: 06/13/2016
Categories:
roughest, devotion, poetry, together, tribute,
Form:
Blank verse
There is silence in this grief
There is friction in the heart
There's a mountain filled with sorrows
That tears the joys apart.
On this woesome road of life
Kissed by the fumes of pain
When not a shed or an open cover
To shelter from the rain.
But beyond a moment of grind
Is the gleaming light of hope
But its hard to see the rainbow
Beyond the roughest slope.
Woesome seas of anguish
Drifting through the wind
Crashing on the seashores
Of a life ablazed in rend.
Categories:
roughest, emotions, hope, how i
Form:
Light Verse
LOVE U FOREVER:..
I love u SO much I Never want to let u go
you're my soul mate you're my lover you're the BEST Man that I know
it's your smile and it's your baby blue eyes
SO BLESSED that YOUR by my side
SO devastating when we have to say goodbye
you're my friend and you're my life
For you I wanna do right
You are the one I think about day & night
Together we finally got this love thing RIGHT
you're my shoulder and my strength
I would do ANYTHING.for you go any length
you're the person I need
the one who is THERE have you right now
And this girl ain't going ANYWHERE
BECAUSE right now isn't enough and forever is too soon
without you I would LOSE IT don't know what I would do
We HAVE already proven we can make it around obstacles big and small plan to stay with you forever I'm committed to this for the long-haul
someday I hope when our life is through
I hope there's a place in heaven waiting just for YOU
& I pray there is room right there beside you for ME too
you're a beautiful soul and I could forget you NEVER
I just pray that we will ALWAYS be together
I know we CAN survive the roughest if weather
Because Mh heart is INCOMPLETE WE are one no longer two
you're my forever and forever isn't long enough when it comes to loving YOU
When it comes to loving you
Categories:
roughest, absence, i love you,
Form:
Free verse
I am the kiss of light as the dawn breaks,
a representation of promise and endless possibilities
As delicate a beauty as the flutter of a butterfly
atop the brightest bloom
I speak not of a mere symmetry of features
but a depth that colors my soul
Resilient, with a persistence that matches
the ever present ebb and flow of the roughest shores
As constant as the circadian rhythm
with a vibration of influence just by being me
Firmly I stand in my beliefs,
unshakeable as the mountains of old
Storkishly my strut says it all,
back straight and tall
Mamma said, I am woman
With my smile I spark a flame of love
in hearts known and unknown
I cry for myself as much as any stranger,
their heartbreak as acute as my own
My hands with kindness they mold
each dream with deliberateness
In me there is an oasis, where many will seek restoration
There will come a time when I will lay in hibernation,
preparing for a season to come
yet still I will wait, as I lay the ground for others to shine
Mamma said, I am woman
As I bear my cross, my back breaking,
I will stretch my arm and carry yours
As I fall, beaten down by fatigue,
I will lie so as to break your own fall
As I break down, embittered by failure,
I will still encourage you to thrive
Even as I perish, I will fertilize your soil...
Mamma said, I am The Woman.
Categories:
roughest, appreciation, beauty, giving, uplifting,
Form:
Free verse
I'm sick of the criticism
It's like their is vandalism
On my heart and way I live
Because I just want to give
My children the best I can
With a loving gentle hand
To guide them through the roughest times
So they'll look back and always find
All the love inside my heart
Will be there and not depart
Years will never make it fade
Their life will always be made
From love, care, hugs and much more
It is from deep in my core
So when others speak about
They should already be out
With a job and their own life
It's like somebody took a knife
And stabbed me right through the back
I don't like to get attacked
From those who don't know the story
Of our life-- it brings me fury
That they judge my parent skills
Getting a big giant thrill
Knocking me down with their words
Not knowing how much it hurts
The words they are daily saying
Of the p8cture their portraying
Its far from the real truth
And a past that made me choose
Not to make my kids go through
Everything that made me blue
So I might not be as tough
Like other parents who are rough
Pushing their kids till they break
That is the one huge mistake
I would never put them through
Mind your business--don't intrude
Unless you know the REAL me
And why I treat my family
A little different than others
I am not trying to smother
And put out their flame of life
I'm just holding off the strife
From entering then to fast
Lessons learned from my sad past
Categories:
roughest, childhood, children, life, parents,
Form:
Rhyme