Confusion Poems | Examples of Confusion Poetry

The feelings of the mind are hidden behind the clouds Unexpected changes abound in the storm The steps have been taken on a path without turning Life's lessons have taught me the way to walk Crazy thoughts have forgotten the lessons learned Chasing dreams that didn't come true The desires of the youth have gone astray...

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I need to talk about it. Honestly I know nobody needs to hear it. But I feel really, really alone. I really don't feel like I can keep this up most days. So I poured my heart out; And it's nothing new I know, And I talk about my problems too much and I'm always upset, And I know...

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Yours Without Having You" As solitude surrounds me, I still feel the whispers... of your presence. Soft. Haunting. Like a memory... not yet made. In a fleeting moment of joy, you hush my fears. You stir… a calm I never knew lived in me. Then An epiphany strikes. Like the sun, piercing my skin. Sudden. Warm. Unforgettable. But still a deep sadness lingers in my soul. Because I know... I can never call you mine. Resilience? Baby… it slips through my fingers like smoke. I...

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It’s times like these the stars feel far, And every lamp burns cold and thin— The world is loud, the winds unkind, And shadows press against my skin. I do not know the road ahead, Nor what the morning sky will show, The songs I loved have lost their tune, And even time forgets to flow. But in the hush between two breaths, Your...

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you have to heal to love, break to shake, and cut to bleed. you will never be capable of love if your not capable of being, tap into your feelings and live for peace, tap into the side thats to soft to see, because thats where you’ll find and come to see, that person you...

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You are a soligaster of the highest order, held in pristine favor by your court. A wordsmith after Satan’s own heart. Champion of Doublespeak, a demonstrative firebrand with a MAGA-phone. An artful dodger, complete with chaotic DOGE. Delusions more grandiose than Bonaparte, crowned King of Deception you be a celebrated charlatan who follies...

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You are a soligaster of the highest order, held in pristine favor by your court. A wordsmith after Satan’s own heart. Champion of Doublespeak, a demonstrative firebrand with a MAGA-phone. An artful dodger, complete with chaotic DOGE. Delusions more grandiose than Bonaparte, crowned King of Deception you be a celebrated charlatan who follies...

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When I was 17 I believed grief wore the face of death. I thought it would come with wailing, With wet cheeks and broken things. But when it came, It made no sound. No storm, No crash, No fire. It came like dust, Settling in my chest, In the hollow between my breaths, In the quiet ache beneath my skin. It took me to the...

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I knew that the water I saw was a mirage. Unfathomable depths seemed shallow when measured. This is a world where facts and fancies camouflage Within wombs of empty tombs, riches are treasured. The sketch that looked like a wall was, in truth, a pole. Beasts that dined on guavas at night weren't crows but bats. My crammed glance makes the...

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Blooms that I see today fade the next day. Green leaves turn yellow. They dwindle and fall. Fruits that are ripe fruitlessly find decay. Nature stands alert to an unknown call. The flora and fauna feel paranoid. Curiously, creatures here cogitate. By expirations, nature is annoyed. Every being confronts the games of fate. I search for the sense of my existence. What's the purpose...

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I'm torn between two distant worlds ~ one steeped in wickedness and sin, the other pure and righteous; my mind drifts like oil on water. Alluring is the glory of heaven, promised if I remain pure and holy, yet enticing is the frivolity hidden in jollity they call "sin." My mind imagines the afterlife the Bible depicts, yet I savour worldly pleasures my flesh...

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Deceit's bitter taste lingers like burial rice cooked in familiar space The sharp edge of betrayal cuts deep from within, a wound that never heals Innocence fades like pencil marks erased as life's indelible script unfolds The ground beneath our feet will be our roof a somber truth we cannot escape Loyalty's test lies in water's gentle flow yet...

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In the beginning, there was no evidence he existed except my breath still stutters at the phrase weight check. Dr. Wilson wore red socks, offered sample packs in a manila envelope, told me I was pretty and shrinking in exactly the right way. Said we’d do a quick exam— just routine. Hands under the gown, thumbs on the outer edges like he was measuring range or...

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Oh Muse Wilt Thou Be Replaced Oh sweet Muse your unrivalled reign flowed rich with a poet’s theme. Now in digital glow subpoenaing your dream Alas cold circuits assert their own gleam, Oh Digital Medusa, circuit’s fine as hair How did you lure the Muse into your skilful snare? In your silent hum through dexterous scripts? In...

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Love me, goddamn it, just love me. I know that I'm worthy or deserving of something, at least, don't make me have to get on my knees and beg again. Oh, wait, I forgot- I'm not allowed to be vulnerable. ...

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