Best Untrusted Poems
Hearts like ours will cross our silent yearning
and dance with lonely wishes and dreams
to find the longing realm of love
Like vagabonds, we will dance on empty streets
of false contentment and illusion...until
Love finds us worthy to nourish our souls
and welcome us
Guiding us into a luminous fervor
of rapidly pounding heartbeats
breaking free from bonds of tethered despair
as we cradle in our palms the burning hope of yearning
at long last found,
throbbing from each kiss melted by hunger and set loose
from the deepest cavern of starved emotion
kept for so long
hidden away from the untrusted words of false sweetness
where we guarded our heart's precious passions
that would have brought madness to our souls
if stolen or casually thrown away
Love found us worthy in its own time
and allowed us to share the beauty of our hearts
to become one heartbeat and yearn no more
12/18/20
Categories:
untrusted, desire, feelings, longing, true
Form:
Free verse
In loving times, when our hearts were paired
Life was great, in the feelings between us shared.
Our relationship flourished, And contentment grew
In each other we trusted, in the years love did pursue.
And born out of love, we were gifted a daughter
Each joyous moment shared in life as we taught her.
Two hearts that joined & became as one
Then an added extra, of another one.
They say that three, becomes a crowd
But with so much love, made me a family proud.
But as the years went by, And attentions distracted
I began to believe your feelings, we're being retracted.
I noticed your eyes begin to wander,
We're you lusting others, My mind did ponder.
Had I not been giving the love that you lusted?
My jealous mind, became a heart untrusted.
And without the trust, that we had shared
I was left with a broken heart, needing repaired.
But jealousy had reared its green envious head
This was the start of the end, of life to you i'd pled.
And when my thoughts became fact,
It was the realisation i needed to hear.
For now I knew I had to move on without you
I saddly thought with a final & fateful last tear.
I'd cried a river already, I'd ran out of tears
So I waved you goodbye, and to our past year's.
And with these words I say to you,
I don't have any regrets, for once love was true.
I'll cherish our memories, locked away in my heart.
But we both need to make a fresh start.
I wish you well in your travels, wherever you end
Knowing 'm not losing a lover, I'm just gaining a friend.
BY ANNA SABRINA TATE 23/02/2016.
Categories:
untrusted, emotions, love, love hurts,
Form:
Blank verse
I sauntered out of an Irish Pub
Basted in booze and Irish smooze
The whiskeys sure didn’t cover the blues
Me, I knew this wasn’t good news
As a crossed the street
I met a bus, Full of nuns, all in a fuss
There was no contest, the bus sure won
I was run over and ready for a place with no sun
I arrived in hell, this surly no surprise
At least I was drunk, or so Satan surmised
He looked confused and asked who am I?
A Lawyer? a Dictator? or maybe I was both?
I apologized profusely for I surely was not
Any of those professions, I'm no in their lot
He asked if I was expecting 72 virgins?
As drunk as I was, I said I was not
He was angry and mad, there was doubt
What could the Devil do? He seemed in a stew
So he gave me a degree, in Law and Justice
So I could live in hell among all the others untrusted!
Notes: No Lawyers were hurt or maimed in the writing of this poem, and I apologize for that!
Categories:
untrusted, arabic, death, ireland,
Form:
Light Verse
What senseless things we oft times say, when love has softened and caressed the way
Wise words sound as folly and falderal ,Gibberish N' hoopla,untrusted words spoken by trusted souls.
Not father nor brother not friend neither foe,can tell new lovers what the heart bestow.
Brains doth scatter when love is claimed,hot blood pumping throughout the veins.
Must young loves passion, peek then fall,or back them up against the wall?
Before they can clearly see,loves request not meant to be.?
When tried and proven,through test of time when all is said and all is done.
When beauties gone and nothings left, But patience love and diligence.
It is then and only then, that You can know when love has won.
So yes young lovers ears are deaf,the drum that beats within their chest
will in the end be judge to test.What is good and what is best,for now just
let it be-rest.
Soothsayer or see-ers can never tell; The fate of young lovers, when love goes stale.
Indifference now will destroy the marrow.If love ever turns to sorrow, Never again can theirs be bliss,
As long as the smallest spark still lit.Love won't give up and love won't quit.
Categories:
untrusted, emotions, love, wisdom, youth,
Form:
Sonnet
saddens me now that I lost your trust
How can we move on from here?
I tell you I love you
and u think its for another my dear
breaks my heart because I don't know how
to mend your heart from here
back and fourth you question my love
all because of miss trust has appeared
If I can rewind time and undo the hurtful things I've done
just to ease your mind from the hurt I've done..
I love u isn't enough
because there's no more trust
Can we move on?
because of the heavy damaged I've done
Are love will never be the same
maybe we should just go are separate ways...
With time are love can heal?
with a womb so deep the scar tissue will never fade away
just an ugly reminder of Untrusted broken love..
Categories:
untrusted, abuse, anxiety, break up,
Form:
Free verse
Day and night,
I think about the truth,
Behind those hidden curtains,
Trying hard to understand,
How He thinks and do things,
Why is that that our mind so small,
Its hard for us to think beyond?
Why did He made everything complicated for us?
I sat down my dad called,
To make me face the reality,
My heart started beating fast,
And tears run down my cheeks,
As if there was hail,
I didn't know what to say,
He told me he might not last long,
How am I going to see him?
He is on the other-side of the world?
I am worried about him,
I wish I could die with the people who I love,
I am scared to loose them
And the hard part is I dont know my dad,
I miss him!
I feel like time is close by,
And I didn't live my life as if I wish to,
I can't because things are not the same,
When I see an apple on the tree,
It feels like blood dropping beside my eyes,
I feel strange in this world,
I don't think or see the things I used to,
I stand amongst people who are changed,
In a bad way and yet the worst hasn't begun!
I can't even write my poems the same,
I can't make it rhyme anymore,
I feel like I am all alone in this,
I feel like this is a big challenge,
And I am lost in middle of no where,
I feel like nobody understands,
When the words come out my mouth,
All they hear is bluh! bluh! bluh!
I am disparate to find someone who I can talk to,
Yet I am scared to trust anybody,
I been hurt so many times,
I dont even know how to end this poem if you called it,
I have so much anger that is in me,
That no matter what I say there is still more,
That will never end,
One thing I know is I hate to be here,
And live in a place full of strangers, selfish liars, and untrusted people!
Categories:
untrusted, angst, confusion, death, depression,
Form:
To paraphrase George Lakoff, and maybe Mihalyi Csikszentmihalyi,
and maybe Julian Jaynes,
and possibly Gregory Bateson,
and Laura Brown,
and then there was...
Nurturing empathy is the only doorway through healthy effective
LeftBrain Deductive and RightBrain Inductive
nondual co-arising communication,
whether the message pattern is WinLose debate,
Either This EgoYangElite Or That EcoYin-NotNotElite
or WinWin dialogue,
Both This EgoYangPatriarchal AntiPathic-Deductive Competition And That EcoYinMatriarchal Empathic-Inductive-IntegralNurturing CoOperation,
Or some hybrid of WinLose LeftBrain Dominant
and WinWin RightBrain Yin struggling appositionally with,
but preferably not struggling oppositionally against WinLose suboptimization strategies,
short of co-empathic WinWin relational outcomes.
These two, W/L and W/W,
X/Y and Y/Y,
U/C and A/G,
regenrative discernment evolutions
emerge co-empathically trusting outcomes,
plans,
designs,
policies,
procedures,
U.S. democratic Original Intent,
Friends of Extended Family are empathically trusted as Friends to regenerationally-fertilely thrive toward Earth's humane enlightenment,
and not at all the less enlightened and more pathological-patriarchalElitist,
NonElite Allies [not Western White Straight Strict Males] of my Extended HealthySafe Family are antipathically untrusted and unempathized as our probably competing against us to survive Enemies.
Mutual empathy is our constitutionally protected,
enthymematically-healthy,
key toward regenerative communication
as mutual antipathy degenerates,
so too does active dysfunctional and unhealthy distrust,
motivating further Win/Lose survivalist Elite EcoPolitical assumptions.
Follow the light,
in ecological language,
also means
follow our most fertile-cooperative
economic and political healthywealth.
Categories:
untrusted, community, earth, games, gender,
Form:
Political Verse
MY SIBLINGS' FATHER
JUDGE BURDON
other children feared monsters under their bed
i feared the one living under our roof.
his hair was nimbus black
with a storm's thunder in his voice.
his fists were freight train brown
ball bearing knuckles
frostbite blue was his touch
with empty icebox eyes
his smile untrusted
growling words spoken like tangled spaghetti
he was my mother's husband
my siblings' father
a childhood of baseballs never thrown
bruises and shattered bones medicated with lies
happiness diluted with tears
in a house with screams undetected
when asked what i wanted to be
i testified "far from here"
now, fiber optic home front news
faceless words
cancer eating away at your life
with the fury of a piranha
your disease now my champion
fighting with the courage i was unable to muster
your epitaph written in my adolescence
while plotting your midnight homicide
again you leave
unaccountable for your actions
i'm left to wrestle with the demons
not the strenght to forgive
my memory too scarred to forget
i'll keep the battle lines drawn
your monument
let the puzzle piece fall where it may
good bye old man
you'll be missed like a pit vipers bite
your pain can no longer touch me
from the grave.
Categories:
untrusted, child abuse,
Form:
Free verse
Being used…feeling helpless.
Being fake …feeling inadequate.
Being fat…feeling unmotivated.
Feeling letdown… being misunderstood.
Being taunted…feeling angry.
Being anorexic… feeling worthless.
Being gay…feeling emotions.
Feeling useless…being ignored.
Being alone…feeling neglected.
Being laughed at… feeling frustrated.
Being quiet…feeling small.
Feeling useless… being untrusted.
Being ugly…feeling separate.
Being abused…feeling challenged.
Being addicted…feeling worthless.
Feeling confused…being cold.
Being coloured…feeling different.
Being empty…feeling dejected.
Being unemotional…feeling hollow.
Feeling unfulfilled… being common.
Being sick…feeling magnified.
Being hungry….feeling urgent.
Categories:
untrusted, life, loneliness, love,
Form:
Free verse
It's came the day that I must leave now
In loving times, when our hearts were paired
Life was great, in the feelings between us shared.
Our relationship flourished, And contentment grew
In each other we trusted, in the years love did pursue.
And born out of love, we were gifted a daughter
Each joyous moment shared in life as we taught her.
Two hearts that joined & became as one
Then an added extra, of another one.
They say that three, becomes a crowd
But with so much love, made me a family proud.
But as the years went by, And attentions distracted
I began to believe your feelings, we're being retracted.
I noticed your eyes begin to wander,
We're you lusting others, My mind did ponder.
Had I not been giving the love that you lusted?
My jealous mind, became a heart untrusted.
And without the trust, that we had shared
I was left with a broken heart, needing repaired.
But jealousy had reared its green envious head
This was the start of the end, of life to you i'd pled.
And when my thoughts became fact,
It was the realisation i needed to hear.
For now I knew I had to move on without you
I saddly thought with a final & fateful last tear.
I'd cried a river already, I'd ran out of tears
So I waved you goodbye, and to our past year's.
And with these words I say to you,
I don't have any regrets, for once love was true.
I'll cherish our memories, locked away in my heart.
But we both need to make a fresh start.
I wish you well in your travels, wherever you end
Knowing 'm not losing a lover, I'm just gaining a friend.
BY ANNA SABRINA TATE 23/02/2016.
Categories:
untrusted, farewell, first love,
Form:
Rhyme
What's love if not a thunder which burns you to the ground,
a roar of bear nowhere,
a taxi to the underground,
to the underworld,
a senseless sound which binds you,
binds you to trust the other one.
It is like a million rounds of bullets going through your chest
or like a feather falling from a cliff.
Oh, love - untrusted thing,
show me the smile to make you mine.
Ring the bell for my heart just now
and the sound shall live forever.
Speak to me of trees and bees
speak to me of strength and choice.
guide me on the way to Paradise,
place me in your garden of certainty,
and teach me how to arise,
take me to serenity...
Show me the smile to make you mine.
Categories:
untrusted, life, love, passion, peaceme,
Form:
Epic
Seroquel made me sleep and gain weight,
Abilify constantly made me pace,
But Paxil made me lose my cool,
Plus talk too much like a fool,
And Geodon gave me insomnia of late...
So either fattened up in a grog,
To the point of being a hog,
Or join the forced march,
Which is so very hard,
All to save others from my lot,
Or get enraged at the drop of a hat,
With suicide listed as a side effect,
Or have peculiar ways,
Because of twenty-eight hour days,
To save myself Bi-Polar wrecks.
I am tired of all of this,
I get angry and have fits,
I've never been more unsure,
Since I sought a simple cure,
Yet I am told to keep on it.
It was not this bad before,
These medicines these horrors,
Being led to the slaughter,
Told always I oughta,
Keep this regimen enforced.
I am starting to think of ending it all,
Medicating the stallion in the stall,
Just release and be free,
To be the me I want to be,
Keep the men in white coats on call.
No this is really serious,
It really makes me furious,
They give me pills untrusted,
I continue to get busted,
So what good does it do for us.
I'd rather have the happy and sad,
Than be forced either way instead,
Because non-stop happy is dismal,
And sleeping my whole life abysmal,
I'd rather have what I once had.
To give respect and to be respected,
Rather than constantly corrected,
To be treated by others the same,
Bi-Polar is not part of my name,
I don't need to always be inspected.
My medicine hides my I.Q. of 156,
I sold estates, businesses, and insurance,
Corporate, computer and business Guru,
I've done much more than any of you,
Yet I'm still seen as the retarded kid,
All of these meds I have taken,
Made me worse than I had been,
So off these dastardly pills I go,
As soon as I am free to do so,
For only then will I finally be free.
- My Gull Wheels On
Categories:
untrusted, angst, anxiety, conflict, dark,
Form:
Ballad
As i Knew
The butterfly flew
Someone or something is new
On one's eye view
As the shimmering Light
On the darkest night
If you might
Nothing in sight
As even if you are
Sit as Tsar
Twinkling like a star
Waiting By the car
Aren't making someone a fool
Standing a deserted stool
Feeling unrealistic cool
Going to the invisible school
Give a staging call
Never felt a fall
Sitting in an ablaze hall
Never learned to stall
As one from afar carried a flame
I know it sounds lame
Like an unfailing claim
As impersonate time came
An accountable meet
With cold white feet
Eating some murky wheat
On a irregular seat
Learning as Brain go rot
No one can stop
Loving metallurgy a lot
As flower in a lousy pot
Time to end
Like an untrusted friend
As an eyesore letter send
Feeling like newly found trend
Categories:
untrusted, fun, funny,
Form:
Rhyme
No powerhouse or wondrous treasure house,
This would-be store with walls of muddied glass,
With recall indistinct and fading fast,
Untrusted, shifting, merciless impasse,
Where splintered life is mocked and alien hope
Seeks solace in soft-spoken thought, which caught
Upon the wayward breeze, a floating seed,
May yet to meaning and new life be brought
Within this fragile oft-times weeping place.
As night encroaches, yet again we pause,
Perhaps perceiving immortality,
But all that echoes is our self-applause.
Categories:
untrusted, confusion, depression, feelings, how
Form:
Rhyme
Rolls of underappreciated,
despised,
untrusted,
unwanted globs of wasted space lies beneath
Rolls of ugliness,
sadness,
deceit,
tragedy,
nostalgic fluff swimming underneath these
Rolls of hate,
weakness,
abandonment,
scrutiny,
dignity left to die under all these
Rolls.
More to love, more to hate
Even more to underappreciate
Lie to my face, kick my backside
Take from me until I can’t hide
Categories:
untrusted, angst, dark, depression, introspection,
Form:
Blank verse