Emotional. Poems

Emotional Buffet 4

The duties are paid, yet restless remain these eyes,
Without my beloved’s sight, in vain remain these eyes.

His radiance softened my roughness away,
Helpless in their watchful pain remain these eyes.

Truth is  no healer holds a cure to impart,
Afflicted with the illness of heart remain these eyes.

I cannot accept that another may see,
Slayers of grief and

Emotional Buffet 3

In the picture you seemed far more fair,
Only smiling, only there.

Must it always be adorned attire?
Just behold  the soul is there.

Not every moment is a dear one near,
Yet in the silence, she stands there.

In love, I’ve become like Huzaifa at last,
She rules the heights, her throne is there.

Peace itself has turned away from me,
Now

Emotional Buffet 2

I sat apart from life, too weary to live,
Even the breath I owed, I refused to give.

The curse of the world is rightful on me,
I thinned the trees, not the flowers to be.

In the end, the mind grows tired of love’s flame,
I made a firefly my partner in name.

Whatever the cause, it stands as a

No one tells you

No one tells you how to smile when your throat closes with every breath behind that smile.

No one tells you how to move forward when the chain around your neck drags you back.

No one tells you how to be positive when your own mind digs into you with horns and a tail.

No one tells you

Emotional Buffet

Death arrives when sorrow takes flight,
Even the game shivers when played in fright.

A wound so strange, a pain so new,
I pledged my soul to the beloved’s view.

I longed for you, that was my claim,
Fulfilled at last—by your leaving’s flame.

For years a lone star graced my skies,
It hides away, yet returns through goodbyes.

What would it mean

per biology:

am i alive?
what classifies something as alive?

    respiration
i am breathing
but just barely
trying to capture any air i can between sobs
    growth
i am growing 
it becomes increasingly difficult 
recognizing myself in the mirror every day
and believing the next age i'm turning 
    excretion
i am excreting 
i sweat

Emotional Depth

Emotional Depth
By 
Damien Mac Mánais

Meandering  thoughts, 
blissful solitude surrounds me,
Hidden in selfish emotion,
well-being 
well guarded 
against selfish caring,
finding yourself 
then another,
lost in a moment,
shattered now
fragmental heart,
scattered upon my soul,
giving oneself so deeply to another
in so short a time,
I feel foolish, 
weakness abounds,
isolated,
alone but reluctant
to give up on myself,
can’t retreat into my emotional instability,
stilted growth

Let Me Be Wild Forever

If still loving you with all my heart
makes me crazy,

then let me lose my mind—

blowing kisses to the empty air,
talking to an unoccupied car seat,
whispering goodnight
to a picture frame.

Holding your urn tightly,
feeling my heart beating
in sync with yours.

If still loving you with all my heart
makes me crazy,

then let me be the wild one—

still wearing your

Sincerely You

Your color-bled cloth
Just rips at my stitches
I’m monotone; a moth
Calling out to you
With my heavy, little wishes
Fed a steady diet of tweed coat pockets
Bleached in forever stains
And tie dye kisses
In whole, I find a part of me
Your heart sorely misses

Amends for all the faint mistakes
Unearthed while I was bluffing
I perch upon your buttons now
Whispering sweet

What was his problem??

What was his problem?
He never did anything below the belt in this world.

What was his problem?
He never looked at a girl with the wrong sense of commitment.

What was his problem?
Looking at every possible thing in life
and trying to enjoy it,
even when he was suffering deep inside.

What was his problem?
When he was told he should be

Emotional Abuse

The type of abuse that happens on the inside
The victims receive inner scars they can hide
This is an abuse that can be done over and over
From someone that's angry, drunk or even sober
Suspects can vary from a mother to a friend
An emotionally abused heart isnt easy to mend
Its actually very hard for the abused to

The Distance Within

2025 Poetry Marathon Mile 6 Poetry Contest// Sponsored by: Mark Toney 
( 7th Place ) 

Written: August 10, 2025 


I run the miles deep within,
a subdued race, an unspoken intent,
devoid of spectators-- no finish line,
just breath and heart, both entwined.

The shades lengthen along my path
but still a soft dawn finds its way turning into gray.
Stage

Emotional Voids

hearts of glass
hurled through air
in pieces

plastic idols
nesting dolls
caned by fear

opaque tears
swept beneath
smiling lacquer

Family

When winds are rough,
And tear at hopes and dreams
When days are dark, and nights are tough,
And over-long, it seems
When bitter clouds collect above,
And ache and break and pour
We'll batten down the hatches, 
Just like we did before.
You see, to me - we're made to last;
To wait, contented, warm;
To stand and know the past has passed.
For

waiting to see you again

i sit alone and wait to see you again,
eyes weary from my vigil.
neighbors' rustling reminds me
of the world passing by,
but nothing distracts me
from the prison of thought.
in my mind i am lonely,
in the crowd even lonelier.
but the color i see
in this stale black & white
is that of your eyes
miles away from me,
the blue sky under

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