Enough Poems - Poems about Enough

It’s been a long time since I’ve ventured into this new studio of mine— dust has settled like ashes on the unshelved books and the jars of brushes still packed away in boxes that intimidate me. Since I’m already here I might as well unpack one carton of my past. I slit the tape on a box labeled Miscellaneous, not knowing what I’ll find. Inside, a parrot, a toucan, some...

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"Go along to get along" a wise man he once said (altho' I don't concur) but it occurred to me neither follower nor leader be if you want to get ahead and if the herd you stroll behind please do consider the view (but not too closely) yet what is worse yes you may curse that which you step into some believe the...

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Abstract ideas flitter about in my brain like butterflies navigating a stiff August breeze. I try unifying them into something, a patchwork quilt of grandiose dreams showcasing profound thoughts that I feel are worthy of sharing with strangers and sycophants, maniacs and mentally sound, downtrodden and dignitaries, paupers and princesses in hopes of making a lasting impression that will forever change their lives. But before unveiling my...

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I wake up heavy, hollow-eyed, a war inside I cannot hide. My chest is full of aching glass, each breath I take, a splintered gasp. I try to speak, but words betray— they twist my truth, then slip away. They say, “Just love yourself, be kind.” But how do you hug what you can’t find? I look for worth in others’ eyes, but all...

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In my haze dividing I clown my hysteria inviting A will to finish this degrading Life of fawning. Abandoned by rape Of a virgin in wanting Now this life is a canvas Of abandonment And consoling. Into hell I cast all wishes and desires And petty arguments of Gifted minds in drunken stupor. I glide on failing and bathing in...

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ENOUGH! I felt deaf from the ‘noise’ of information, constantly butting, buzzing against my mantra of: “The quieter you are… the more you… hear!” At present, my lifestyle felt media manipulated: tv, radio, newspaper, mobile, computer.. ad infinitum! Besieged by endless emails, monopolizing mobiles, beset by frenzied yaps from apps! Enough is enough is….. ENOUGH, I have to escape from the unrelenting hullabaloo. Can...

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Good Enough Cry Ugly’s shame lost its power. I took back my power… no longer relying on external validation of my worth… Unflinching reflection revealed that cry ugly's self-imposed shame was bone deep regret… I am the only one responsible for buying into the malicious judgment of a few, that I wasn't good enough… Judged by their bias, without...

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Our marriage was a sham, We fought and argued all the time There was no love lost between us We were like train tracks going parallel in the same direction but merging nowhere, We were at each other's throats. Finally, I had had it enough-- I caught hold of her arm dragged her through the hallway, Threw her out of our home and slammed the...

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2025.5.01 Thursday, first day of May. It has been 6 months since I played songs from a different language, So far I did only 8. Only two since the start of the year. On 17 March this year, I was at the library, waiting for JC, To return his book as I promised. I ended up meeting someone else instead. Since then, I had...

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Is it enough to call yourself a poet, take some scattered words and hang them out like flags flapping pointless rags unless arranged with skill, pooled to fill an empty space with dribbled verbs that splatter making stains upon the page, there must be meaning, surely something more than endless dreary sounds waves of flotsam floating noise which lands then strands itself...

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Enough with the whispers about kindness when the shadows of night ask you to embrace your own gentleness, Enough with the tales of love until your heart becomes the source from which authentic love flows, Enough with praising success until your journey becomes an obsession of self-discovery, Enough with stories of power until you bleed in silence and...

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Just one person is Enough to make all things bloom Even without light....

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I'm too tired to care - too worn to wear that chic shirt which matches my shoes that you seem to care so much about I'm too drained to change at all Truthfully, I'm more than tired - an exhaustion born from a wired brain too tormented to sleep - Too terrified to be burned alive in this frigid fire pit again and again - but...

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There is a room in you with no name on the door— I press my ear to it and pretend the hush inside is mine. I have traced the woodgrain like scripture, named each knot with the things you don’t say. You let me stay on the porch of your soul— barefoot, breath held, pretending the threshold was a gift. You are a lighthouse turned inward, a cathedral of withheld storms. Everyone...

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We are fire in the rain never really getting anywhere But we are also two flames in the wind, can't survive without each other I'm jealous and tired and torn but you are my home. This is messy, but I won't leave — Because love lives here too We're drowning, but you keep me afloat. We're a storm, but you're my warmth. I may...

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