Best Sympathise Poems

I am empty of empathy
come sympathise with me
Cue the violins,
or just fiddle
like a bad-tempered Roman

Offer me hope:
bring flamboyant symbols,
cheap gold pendants with wings
Maybe a big gaudy 
unflappable albatross
nothing too flash,
mind you!

Take my hand,
lead me towards the edge
it’s time to fledge
Sidle me onward,
watch as I waver

Try...

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Greedy rich hogs a plenty about
guess the fat little toads have figured it out,
in the money trough fore to dip a snout,
moral corruption and lies,
will the Lord perchance sympathise,
born next time Nigeria no doubt,
to be trained as a scammer,
the lout....
the worthless gets pain no surprise:)...

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I read, like an open book
All others can see the words written on my pages.
I contain tales, read as secretive,
A hushed whisper that only a handful have seen.

But how many times has this book been checked out?
A sea of white masks, deadpan through the years
So...

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I've experienced many things in my life
things went wrong things went right
I didn't grow up rich or in poverty
many people didn't treat me properly
in trouble through a trouble filled childhood
often misunderstood labelled bad more than good
was very much the black sheep of the family
never played...

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There are lots of ‘normal’ people that you love to meet and greet,
then there’s the ones when they get near, you try to cross the street.
You know their endless rantings will drive you ‘round the bend,
why is it that these type of folk treat everyone...

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Through seventy years of change,
Orb and sceptre in your hands,
Serving your people, young and old,
You have reigned over these lands. 

To duty called when you were young,
You took the oath in Edwards chair. 
The crown sits well upon that head
That doth its precious weight still...

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Cristina
the world is full of people
who just don't care
they see you need a ride
and leave you standing there
what's the use of friends
if they don't sympathise
and because of different parties
they don't comprimise
yes people can be mean
when they get upset
they show their ugly feeling
and do not act...

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The Soup Is Down
Now is the winter of her discontent
It started since no soup was sent
Off into the ether, gone somewhere
I hope someone somewhere hears my prayer
Return her to her soup I beg
She cannot even get out of bed
her fix is needed straight away
She can’t...

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great leaders sup in style
tete a tete, haute cuisine
attentive servants grovel
perfectly pleased to preen
as common soldiers while away
the quick moments of their lives
until the final stanza
battle screams, widowed wives
bullet sandwich breakfast
shrapnel pie for brunch
body bags for supper
**** and mud for lunch
something on the radio
the leader's...

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You always aspired to the distinguished air
That tends to attend the depths of despair,
Strove to emanate the sophistication
You associate will suicidal tendencies

Wallow in an elegant depression,
A pretty little picture perfect portrait
Of a contemporary damsel in distress

The world is your stage
And the stage is your world

In...

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Friendship means everything to me,
It would be a sad existance without
good friends to care for and spend
quality time with.

Friends make life more bareable when 
problems arise they are there to
really show they care and sympathise,
sometimes they may do this and not even
realise, that makes the...

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I feel so rustic,
The world being in such a haste
Than my normal pace of existence.
As sparks of thoughts form in my brain,
The time takes a giant leap,
And reflects on my novel thoughts
Calling it gibberish before it is born.
Each time I inhale,
The air I take is...

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The Old me went,
Just disappeared ,
For a time I found it weird ,
But 3 years on,
And now I see,
This bi7c4 will stay .
She killed old me .

And she dont care, and rarely cries ,
I now see through this b@#hes eyes.

I see most people are dumb...

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My mind cannot be at peace
Too much theories and speculations
Ghosts who never leave
Coupled with every disturbing illusions

Trouble without significance
Labeled without an identity
Yet heartfelt bears its substance
Almost a soulless entity

The lesser I thought was more to think
And the more I think… lesser was felt
Walking without sleeping...

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‘A man cold’
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author
& A Poetry Soup honourably mentioned poet

It started with aches and pains you know.
Yet, no swelling did my limbs show.
But every time I moved in bed!
My brain just laughed and said, not yet!
Then my voice began to...

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