Disturbed Poems - Poems about Disturbed

Like a distraught pilgrim I'm going to do the Camino de Santiago With a friend who, like me Was a rebellious seminarian Yesterday a believer, today a hardened atheist. We no longer believe in nonsense Nor in the charlatanry of tricksters We...Read the rest...

I awakened from the bed suddenly, ...Read the rest...

In the depths of my mind, a tempest brews, A relentless battle, emotions confused. Caught in the whirlwind of inner strife, I grapple with demons that threaten my life. Each day is a struggle, a war within, As I fight...Read the rest...

with dalmation dots by poet and her ink pen white snow is disturbed...Read the rest...

Some people don’t know they smell Inside my mind it makes me yell Why on earth can’t they tell It’s offensive the way they smell Excuse me, I have a nose. It has a complaint my whole body knows The...Read the rest...

I've got a heart that is racing I've got bones that are aching I've got a voice that is shaking. If you dare to call me your friend be prepared when you see my disturbances. Can you explain to...Read the rest...

When you aid another and leave a migrant to die in the sea Then you're no better than a killer, read on to learn why, you'll see "I'm dying! Save me! Save me!"screams a young lad You're desperate...Read the rest...

They put their concerns on the large container in the corner it was enough for me to tease their imagations of it's content. It had a music notes on the side and made mention of awareness it one side sported a scence of a...Read the rest...

There are times when I wonder what it would be like If poetry sites were no longer, probably become unladylike Use very foul words I'd be very disturbed Yelling a bunch of bad words that are far from polite...Read the rest...

I know the sky is beautiful, I told her who seemed delighted with everything on the road I'm focused on driving, I grumbled palaces and hovels heavens or hells, I don't care anymore, I said be quiet and let me drive...Read the rest...

Deep In Newly Disturbed Soil, Lies My True Love ( “Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them” – George Eliot.) Deep in newly disturbed soil, lies my true love 'neath a canopy...Read the rest...

Spring My nose never Ever Itches Or aches It just sits on my face Smelling the freshly grown flowers But you You made spring come early You made my nose twitch You made my eyes swell I tried to blame it on Allergies But your apologies Got...Read the rest...

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History long ago Mistaken unbroken Disturbed unleashed Black,white,echoes call Slavery left long ago But statues of evidence Torn eradicated , beheaded Failure to indulge, disperse What of the Trojan Horse Slaves to freedom,injustice, Perilous journeys unpredictable Democratic,Liberal Republican all to blame Inequality of injustice Decadence of...Read the rest...

A disturbed spirit walks here, not of the gentle slopes, but of the rugged hills that know no tranquil hours, only the lure of suffering's curtain drawn on all things tender, ecstasy of a long-held neurosis crackling harsh notes, of shadows...Read the rest...