Discordant Poems - Poems about Discordant

...In the caverns of her mind, she screams in despair, A solitary echo in the chilling air. "God, answer me!" Her voice, a desperate plea, Lost in the void, devoid of reprieve. "Why create me, k......Read the rest...

...You say you caught a miserable cold, child, And mother won’t let you play? “When dawn drifts into enchanted meadows” Is just the tale for you today! The silent meadow comes alive at dawn With ......Read the rest...

...In chambers filled with laughter, light, and carefree sound, A discordant echo hangs, heavy and unbound. A specter in the corner, draped in deep shadows, A chilling truth the merry words refuse to......Read the rest...

...Rain falls like the tears of some unseen god. Tapping against my window like the persistent fingers of a pianist. The music is out of tune, and the wind provides the groaning song. I'm so used ......Read the rest...

... For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known. ~1 Corinthians 13:12 KJV bitter wind twists chimes ......Read the rest...

...I emerged with a silver pen in hand, …and a tempest raging within. Words writhe, a serpent's coil, …tightening their grip, A soul adrift in a sea of …self-made iniquity. I buried my daddy ......Read the rest...

...Formidable flourishing fiends... harangue since landing yours truly immersed in a dream-like fiercesome state of war, not quite a dream can be described as a "hypnagogic state" whil......Read the rest...

... WHO WAS SHE I intuited the radiance before I even laid eyes on her Moving with a self-assured poise that came from deep within was a quintessence of a woman ......Read the rest...

...A mother left crying alone in her pew Begging the Lord for a miracle new … The only thing he was good at was being bad Bus stations train stations corn maidens in drag He came a......Read the rest...

... The rooster crows to signal dawn with all the drama it may spawn and from which lessons will be drawn Hearts may break, love may linger on Love's sweet song, it was her delight Before ......Read the rest...

... In the gritty alleys of city schemes, Life's grumble rides on subway beams. Rhythms clink in the rusty car, Street-wise notes play on sidewalk tar. Concrete cracks hum a tired tune, City pigeo......Read the rest...

...The air was not ok. It was rubbery feeling. Squeaking and sometimes churning. But the sounds are my own voice and it scares me that I hate my own voice. A weeping discordant voice. Gri......Read the rest...

... I step out into the evening, into a cloud of whispered conversations, insect talk, birds uttering their “goodnights” high in the trees, the days last gossip settling back into a more respec......Read the rest...

...The song is like a person, I can see the person when I close my eyes. They have a halo. And they’re morphing, but it’s not an evil, twisted morphing. It’s just us, me and a song. And i......Read the rest...

... Hurtful words followed by deriding deeds. There is no escape, there is not an out. How to handle the necessary needs? I fear for our sanity, I have doubt. Moods swinging from serene to confus......Read the rest...