Best Sobering Poems

The sky turned stygian grey, violent winds blew.
From above, tears of liquid grief poured down.
Flood waters rose, pressure got built under the soil.
The earth erupted with rocks and buildings,
Coming down with a deadening sound, not once
But thrice in the wee hours of the night. 

After...

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do
not fear
people who
spread rumours 
about you; fear those 
who spread the 
truth
.
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A most ordinary, a tad-bit hazy day,
Fishing from the pier, a black cat came my way.
A mere kitten she was, "was she wearing a hat?"
a man's blue top hat? a black, blue-eyed girl cat?

She sauntered on down and I could tell, this is odd.
I called...

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I was born married to the master of subservience,
      fell in love with the master of somnolence.
           
I dissolved Reality, divorced carnal calamites,
and the raw ache of captivated chaos.
I commanded...

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Sobering Fact

After we finally found each sobering fact,
Instead of from attention trying to detract;
Garner speed;
Take the lead;
A resolution to reveal truth must enact.

James Serious Mysterious Horn

The open door must be more than
just partially open but wide open.
Malaysia found remains of some 
of the dead sailors...

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A drunk man sobers and takes a look at his own life.
Only after he loses his children and his wife.
And all of the things that he once held dear.
To give that all up for whiskey and beer.
He cries and prays the Lord would bring them...

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Painful memories I wish I could forget but I'm soldering through 
Scars still bleeding from traumatic experiences I had to go through 
Nightmares and flashbacks of things from my childhood I was exposed to
This isn't a poem, this is a man talking about his mental...

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Coming out from alcoholic stupor 
                of last night's wild binging,
     he's killing stretches of morning hours  
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A limp lamp post sags 
             beneath a groggy moon
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When I’m gliding blithely through my days,
Life, with its blunt, disconcerting ways, 
interrupts my peace with sobering realities
that heighten my awareness and bring me to my knees
uttering praise for being spared or, for others, urgent pleas.

The fifteen obituaries in the paper one day last week
were...

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Can I ever breathe again 
or do I have to drown in the worst of me?
countless loose ends swirling in my head
darkness has overshadowed the trough within

days have gone by, turning into mist
heaved my sorrows like a wind 
the smile and the shine are asking...

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       Continuous sobering  thought  crippling me :
       ' Seven hundred thirty six million 
         women, means almost one In every three'
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There is no roof on my house,
The water pours in when it storms,
The sun shines when its beautiful,
Still I live in my roofless house,
Always awaiting the sunny days,
The days when I lay and bask,
Always awaiting the rain to stop,
Yet the rain is cold, sobering,
And the...

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When we’re off to a war, we are full of elation.
But that feeling is subject to rising deflation.
Once we’ve lived through privation
and have prayed for salvation,
we are left with vexation, frustration, stagnation....

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