Drowsy vertigo thoughts losing their substance
in the spirals of deafening maelstrom black waters,
my letters—my ruins—my Sodom
becoming the cries that
never reach bottom—
—never reach bottom—
never reach bottom—
now becoming both absence and presence,
lurking among their ashen, disintegrating essence.
The stubborn nails doomed in this sinking box
restoring their vileness, those rotten thoughts
somehow find themselves looking up—
looking up—
looking up—
dizzily, dismally, dishearten by the luminance
never again to be reached—
absence and presence and eminence
engulfed.
In time,
Mnemosyne alone
witnesses the damned
parts of me
die.
Categories:
dishearten, angst, anxiety, betrayal,
Form: Free verse
Discourage from doing something by instilling doubt or fear of the consequences
The act of intimidating a weaker person to make them do something.
Intimidation:Gundagardi, badmashi, darana, dhamkana, dadagiri.
The act of making timid or fearful or of deterring by threats.
To make timid or fearful;to inspire of affect with fear;
To deter, as by threats; to dishearten; to abash.
To compel or deter by or as if by threats.
Categories:
dishearten, bullying, drug, fire, murder,
Form: List
Please, come and water us with lies,
for we breathe too long, where a hint of a smile.
Water us to the point, where we drown inside a life.
Give me more, for there is no peace inside my mind.
It is hard to be mute, in a world of loud laughter,
for I can not join, or speak my pain after.
I can not find reason, for the blades that they sharpen,
nor can I see love, for the wounds they dishearten.
Amazing, that I swim through an ocean,
yet I’m lonely, as if the ones who could speak blurred in motion.
Perhaps, as I stand on steady ground, any other soul stays high,
but once I look up, they all hide behind a sky.
For that star, I fear she can’t hear,
and as I look around, there is nobody near.
So perhaps, with my eyes closed, I should dive.
Maybe I too will grow, if they water me with lies.
Categories:
dishearten, depression, heartbroken, lost love,
Form: Prose
Dishearten me if that is your will
I have seen countless others dance in your shadows
Abandoned, alone within your grasp
Bested through your touch
Exhausted they fell
Too tired to two-step to the beat of their own hearts
Empathetic eyes closing before me for one last time
Silence replacing their laughter
I remember all too well
Have you come for me now?
Alas! I will not dance and fall to your touch!
Twirl around with the thoughts in my mind
Entertain yourself with my childhood pain
You etched those memories there
Obnoxious thief that you are
Unhand me, I don't care to dance
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Sponsored by James Edward Lee Sr.
Categories:
dishearten, sick,
Form: Acrostic
BROKEN
Broken clouds, bring down rain !
Broken grain, sprouts into grains !
Broken hearts get restored !
Broken items, get mended !
Broken soil, produce crop !
Broken bread, fed five thousand !
Do not get dishearten over brokenness !!!
Categories:
dishearten, encouraging,
Form: Free verse
Each day is a test, we must give always our best
At times we are so dishearten, but we've never seen the rest
We painted different colors everyday
Red, blue, yellow, but at most white and gray
Each day is a trial, we often collide with betrayal
Parents who don't care to call, friends who are not loyal
We always pray, for us to get bump to a better day
Lovely and pretty, not like this a life that is full pity
Each day is a class, a lesson to trust
A teacher at his greatest, a handbook that is finest
It'll get better someday, if only we'll learn from the best
Else, we will not able to see the rest...
Categories:
dishearten, inspirational, teacher, uplifting,
Form: Rhyme
Flashbacks of that shameful night keeps hunting me,
Trying so hard to escaped but being possessed by that tragedy
"I'm alone" those words shaken me to finally come to my senses,
To stand on my feet despite of that infinite madness
This ridiculous, pathetic affection of mine deprives me honor,
Displayed my vulnerability, disgraced and dishearten me to the core.
While ignorance stole my only hope and remaining love,
And infinite dismay is the last thing to have
I am now left with a slaughtered soul,
Mourning for that tomorrow embracing my awaiting fall. . .
Categories:
dishearten, anger, betrayal, depression, drink,
Form: Tail-rhyme
I also loved Ginny, Edgar.
Though mine is an imagined love
It’s nonetheless deeper than yours.
When I recite “Annabel Lee”
Every salty-breeze line I taste
As you did when you composed them;
Each grief-stricken line I feel
As you felt those many years ago
When you wrote those dishearten lines:
“That a wind came out of a cloud
By night/chilling and killing [our]
Annabel Lee” I must give pause…
For each time I read them, I find
My heart seemingly beside her
in that sepulcher by the sea.
Categories:
dishearten, death,
Form: Verse
Witches fly on their broomsticks so very rough
Flying past the full moon that is bright tonight
Over the haunted house that’s daunted and tough
Where a great jack-o-lantern lies bringing fright
Lit to dishearten those who look on its soul
Making life harder, letting tears take their toll
Witch swiftly swoops down cackling with gloomy glee
Taking all by surprise, her they didn’t see
Russell Sivey
Categories:
dishearten, halloween,
Form: Rispetto
A quest for power is a quest of faith.
The mythology states rank is gave.
An empty mind lacks the ability to form hate.
Insofar, what is the maxima that sake?
The drink of the Greek and Roman gods, nectar
Cause a religious uproar, wretchedness
A Trojan prince and warrior killed by Achilles, Hector
The impression made, etchings
Just paint a tale of two countries.
In mentality, one devises a plan.
War fulfills with strategy and plumbs.
An army cannot campaign with only one man.
So greatness, erected
A Trojan champion, slain
Hector falls, dejected
Mythological stated to be, intimidated
Strategy in war is to dishearten.
To achieve disparage, he was killed.
The Trojan War illustriously removes rank and smarts.
Hector was Trojan prince and the greatest warrior ever lived.
Greek is the mythology.
The Trojans are in battle.
In the Trojan War, Achilles took Hector life and his part.
The significant maxim is righteousness was earned.
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PENNED ON AUGUST 07, 2014!
Categories:
dishearten, conflict, death, success, vanity,
Form: Rhyme
Endeavor so hard as Swot analysis,
Paved my path in dishearten crisis,
From cradle to the grave,
Confront delusion world with simple naive,
Loosed all my knight ness and habit of brave,
Contemptful life spent with no asset save,
Rhyme of my odes provoke no sound of clave,
Always remained in darkest hidden cave,
Words of apathy induce no wave,
Ravage all my thoughts, of which I crave,
Enthusiastically write hard for fave,
But, People considered me not more then a knave.
Written By
M. Shahid.H Chouhdry
Categories:
dishearten, dedication, depression, longing, loss,
Form: Rhyme Royal
Nothing to dishearten if things go astray
Not get scared if your life is in disarray
It gets better and better as time passes by
Many such trials are bound to fade away.
Facing the unpleasant without any dismay
Is the best way to get through the tragedy?
Things fall in places surely and positively
This then offers no reason to worry truly.
Remember change as nature’s philosophy
Nothing remains in life as a true constancy
Fear no more of any impending eventuality
That surely pushes one ahead sans timidity.
Do not be worried by happenings unpleasant
Believe the maxim that nothing is permanent
He only gains surely who can stand and wait
With a firm trust in the above captioned tenet.
Happenings are unavoidable and inescapable
Brooding over them makes one vulnerable
To despondency which is indeed deplorable
Action with serenity is vital which is laudable.
All said and done, know that destiny operates
We are but tools used by a mighty controller
HE plans in great wisdom the chain of events
HE makes things happen that happen for good.
Categories:
dishearten, inspirational,
Form: Light Verse
Dishearten was I in foreign land
Unjust Kings enslaved me
Until His Unfailing Nail Pierced Hands
From enslavement saved me
Now strongly praised beyond compare
Rock of my Salvation
Build in me a house to dwell
With unyielding dedication
Hear my new song
The Joyful shall sing
This Ransomed Nation Thankful for His
Sacrifice, Amazing Reconciliation
Categories:
dishearten, baptism, beautiful, christian, courage,
Form: ABC
A young fallen dishearten
father slowly plucked the
yellow rose from off
the bush to take to
his young son's grave,
to morn each day
for this young child
that was taken from
him so early, is more
than this man can take
only thing that keeps
him going is someday
they will meet again
up there in glory land,
until then he will place
a yellow rose on
this lonely grave
each day, until
the roses are all
gone.
Written 6-30-11
Categories:
dishearten, death, imagination, sonrose,
Form: Free verse
No one wants to wait for time
Just go and tell you are mine,
No one knows then what to say
But who knows, it could be your memorable day.
No one fears but love could be a fear
Then who is in love someday could fall in tear,
No one cares when you are dishearten,
But who knows, it is love it could come again.
No one stand to stand to say
Just do it what could be your pray,
Just listen to your heart only once,
You could then see love at a glance.
No one fails to fall in love
Yet this journey sometimes left with thought
No one thinks but I think love is game,
But who knows, I too fell in love when I dreamt her with my name.
Dated: 16/03/2001
Categories:
dishearten, hope, lovelove,
Form: Epyllion
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