Best Unloved Poems
She cocooned herself
Spinning the thread tightly
Around her troubled mind
Knowing out there
Out there were the people
Who watched her unwind
Who could not be kind
Losing ground
Every day
She fought to stay
Sane
Untouched by pain
She cocooned her mind
Her weak troubled mind
With layer after layer of silken threads
Threads of self defense
From a world
Who only loved to see her dance
And smile
And play the fool
For a while
From a world who couldn’t bear
To see the raw pain that was there
Behind the pretty face
And the bewitching eyes
Were the jagged lies
The mirrors into a soul
Incomplete...not whole
Unloved
Unwanted
She was too much trouble
Complicated
An emotional drain
They comforted the physical pain
Yet feared the mental pain
They could not understand….
"Sh…….keep it a secret"
She told herself as she spun away
"For now….
Play the game
Play everyone’s game
Give them what they want
Whatever it is
Give it to them
Maybe they will learn to love you
Maybe they will see the beauty
Hiding behind the beast
Waiting for release...
No....you know better
They have no eyes to see
So dance....dance....alone
In the quiet of the room
Where there is no one to pry
Or see you cry
Dance alone
Live alone
Breathe alone
Alone
Alone
Hate the world
Hate them all
They deserve it
Damn every single last one
Whoever walked away
Leaving you cradling your throbbing head
Afraid of their own monsters
They keep you at bay
Vulnerability not their game to play
Damn them all
For not loving you enough
For not being tough enough
Weaklings one and all
EVERY SINGLE LAST ONE
Unable to be strong
To carry you along
When you are weak
Unable to think
Unable to speak
Unable to breathe
Unable to muster the courage to live
Unable
And unloved
Finish what you've begun"…..
She spinned the threads tighter… tighter
The cocoon complete
She fell asleep
Her last thoughts
The bitter knowledge
That she would never awake
Transformed
Knowing this would be her tomb
For she was never meant to be
A butterfly…
A beautiful airy creature of the day
Loved by everyone in every way
She closed her eyes
And slipped away
Unloved....
Eileen Manassian Ghali
I wanted to love myself
But couldn't get past my reflection
or the recollection
of all my imperfections
It was so much easier
to turn my back on myself
and go in a different direction
So I poured out myself to others
by giving what little I had to them
I did it over and over again
Singing their hallelujahs and amens
Nothing was real
they weren't really my friends
It's tough to find my lovable
looking through my distorted lens
One day I looked inward
past the constructed facade
Found my true self
a lovable child of God
Now I'm fine with imperfect
It's okay to be flawed
It doesn't even matter
If others think I am odd
The ones who truly know me
celebrate and applaud
They don't expect me
to be a certain way
or within a box to lay
They see past my clinging to yesterday
and the silly pretend role I used to play
The past is the past
not a place I was meant to stay
Thank God He helped me
to throw my false self away!
Now with thankful heart
I've learned how to pray.
This transformation took place back in my early twenties. Thankfully it made life a whole lot more interesting.
I was inspired to write this after reading my friend Eileen Manassian's poem "I Resolve"
I therefore dedicate this piece to her.
Up in the sky I see God's handiwork
Not the same in my home
Love left so long ago
Open wounds have healed
Velvet thread was used to sew
Every break in the heart but
Drops of blood leak around each stitch
Unfeeling now each time the hurts
Not the same as years ago
Lonely from years of manipulation
Open wounds want to reopen
Velvet thread is getting very old
Every new break pulls
Drops of blood still seep through
Unguarded the heart is exposed
Nothing has changed
Left is only pain that is composed
On top of the broken heart
Velvet thread is getting soaked
Every drop of blood spills onto it
Death from a broken heart is near
Where the Unloved Go
On a Sunday afternoon, with skies so blue,
Sweet smell of flowers in the air, what do you do?
Your youth is behind you, your kids are all grown,
Your phone never rings, you just can't stand being alone.
The silence screams so loudly, the clean floors and counters belie,
What once was a busy household, is now just so still you could cry.
The floor in front of the sink is worn from all the dishes
You once washed after meals, the table now only holds your wishes.
Standing at the front door watching the long empty drive,
If only someone would come visit, you might once again feel alive.
Sometimes you pick up the phone, thinking a call you might make,
To talk to a son or a daughter, then just put it back down, and wait.
But the waiting, you know, is pointless, they can't be bothered with you,
Unless they need some money or to come stay a month or two.
You've kept the grandkids after school, but they are now in their teens.
So your services are no longer needed, or at least that's how it seems.
So what does one do with the loneliness when you've paced for hours on end?
You put on your face, grab your purse, and go where you might meet a friend.
You pull up in the parking lot, check your lipstick, hair and nails,
Go around back, 'cause you're a regular on another Sunday afternoon of fails.
The same old familiar faces greet you when you walk in,
We're all in this place together, we have no next of kin.
They're too busy living their lives, they've forgotten they, too, will grow old.
Then they, too, can sit on a barstool, where all the unloved go.
Further days are passing, lapsing long
Upsetting to unbecoming
At dawn, always loneliness undaunting
That continues on...
By inward breaking in
Will it ever come to fruitions end
The offsetting, untiming, to complete unnerving
This I ask myself, as the sun and I are quickly becoming
Sinking, drowning friends
Deep into each others night of nexus, merciless and unrelenting
The drag of it, an exasperating friction exhausting
By this not forgetting, beneath the spotlight of a taunting moon
As too soon, again the beginning
Of, the into giving
Another phase unto going through
And hence, once again to my own undoing
Upon this orb I do not move, but yet I am spinning, drifting
With a consequence left of, more of nothing, more
But, creeping cracks eroding, what once was forever yours
Of this tattered soul, that now must face its first inquisition heartbreaking
About a love in a tilted world, serendipitous it seems, only when it's still
Or, a branding upon a human’s fragile heart
With "why's" which one will never be fully comprehending
Or rather a hope that may never even be fulfilled
Every Day I Die.
Dark shadows cast
Over a cursing clinging damning past
I so want to move forward but the dye was cast
My hands are bound
My feet frozen hopes and dreams are dashed
Drifting aimlessly
All washed up in a turbulent sea
Lifeless
As a lonely barren tree
That once reached for the sky
But was struck by lightening
And deep inside of me
Something died
A butterfly helpless wings ripped apart
A crying heartbroken child frighted
Left in the dark
Gapping sore wounds that never heal
No one else
Knows how I feel
Haunted aborted
Too many knots to unite
Facing a mountain
Every day I die.
Peter Dome©2019.
Do I have to play pretend
that you love me, every time
you're close to me ?
I can feel it when you
kiss me, this is not how
it's suppose to be.
I ask you do you love me,
but you just turn away...
Are you with me out of pity,
is this is how it's going to
end ?
For I'm crying my heart
to you, but you don't see
a tear.
I ask myself to leave you,
but my love is so sincere.
I'm falling into pieces,
and you don't have a
clue...
I'm hurt that you can't
love me, the way that
I love you.
Written by: Poet Shi
7-21-14
9:45pm
Unloved
beaten since birth
a prostitute mother
pimp's refusal to pay abort
estranged
***
Contest: Traditional Cinquain Contest
Sponsor: Catie Lindsey
Submitted by: Judy Konos
Oh, clothe those loving thoughts in words
Give voice to all that lives inside
For when they simply dormant lie
I must likewise my passion hide.
Oh, give utterance to love’s tides
Which now flow unchecked from your eyes
Speak them into existence, Love
Or this poor soul might think them lies.
Why must I question every look?
And second guess the smallest move
When all you need to do is say
What I need your love to prove.
Ah...speak, for tis true once it’s said
There will be no way to retrace
Your steps to that platonic state
Where love was banished from your face.
Then speak...speak..for I’m faint to hear
The words of love you hold so dear
You must utter them in a pledge
And breathe them sweetly in my ear!
Oh, for the love of heaven, SPEAK!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Posted 10/20/2012
50 views
No posts
Sad ME! :(
UNLOVED AND UNWANTED
An embryo is being formed,
in silence taking place.*
And then is heard, the word “Abort”,
what heard … was no mistake.
What child wants to be dismembered,
in the garbage be thrown?
Sadly unloved and unwanted,
by God only … is known.*
April 12, 2022 copyright
All rights known
Contest: u Choose (#7 Abuse Of The Unknown)
Sponsor: Anthony Biaanco
* Psalm 139” 16 “You know me through
and through, from having watched my bones
take shape. when I was being formed in secret,
knitted together in the limbo of the womb
(The Jerusalem Bible)
This is to people who suffered from Heartbreak
The ones whose feelings start to shake
The one whose pain that rattles their mind
To those, Who was always left behind.
People at the job, Who doesn't get their praise
Even the hardworking, Who's overlooked for a raise.
The couple that fight like cats and dogs.
The ones that can't see the the love through the fog.
This is our truth to ones who been in pain
Who works too hard and lost all that they gain
So Soar to the sky, Find things that you love
Because this to the people: To the loved!
What I want taken
fate dealt to me a taste of
then took it away
like a child from its mother,
this anguish pitted so deep.
© Harry J Horsman 2013
Whenever you feel your heart broken or unloved
Its because you can't feel a spark in your heart
Most of the time you see someone you know or don't
You ca sometimes fall in love or ignore the feeling
But you can't always denied it forever
When you want to express someone you feelings
you need to be strong,
have the courage to say it,
and don't get cold feet
Mostly when you feel something in your heart
Be strong, proud and don't be afraid to express
But when the time has come to express it maybe too late
So try to have luck
Don't let me Fade
If we're walking side by side, take my hand
If we're standing side by side, place your arm around me
If we're sitting side by side, reach out and hold my hand
If we're lying side by side, take me in your arms
If you cannot be without my love, show me
If you bring me flowers, do it with a smile and a pounding heart
If you hold me close, feel my pounding loving heart
BUT...
If you can live without me, then take a hike
If I set you free, its because I love you
If being away from me, makes you happy
THEN SO BE IT, BE FREE
I feel me slipping away
Don't let me fade
Nena Enriquez May 2018
I am strong today
I can look Life in the face
when she asks
What do you want of me?
and say
I don't exactly know;
I am searching, strong, and free!
Life leans back, she laughs;
Her green eyes glow
and she says to me
The search is long
the strong grow weak;
The unloved and unloving are the free!
And the mother in my head says told you so!