Enough Poems - Poems about Enough

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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Life, in its cruelest joke, gives us only enough time to discover ourselves, we toil through the years of uncertainty, forging identities like soul blacksmiths, sharpening our talents, enduring betrayals and broken hearts, reaching the peak of self-possession only to be ready to depart. This is the irony of life, where maturity comes hand in hand with obsolescence, wisdom, that...

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Goth mood’s not right, not bright enough. Fountain of sea, rapt in darkness. Crepuscular ink blocks sunlight. The cursive waves doth strain the wrist. Fa-la-la rhymes, leaping and lowing. Counting the black sheep - times not slowing. Fountain of sea, deep in darkness. Coarse keys, ivory black, musing. The cursive waves doth strain the wrist. Resist of playful sounds - thirsting. Fa-la-la rhymes, leaping and...

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You said you loved me, But you still left me, And you took a piece of me with you, And I want it back. I gave you my heart, But you broke it, You took a sledgehammer to it, And left me to pick it up piece by piece. If you really loved me, You would’ve accepted me, If you cared enough, You’d still smile at...

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You were just a heart, an organ that beat enough, to feel the need to raise a wall of stone, a fortress around which the wind whispers forgotten memories, and when the rain sheds its tears over the cold stones, you remember you were also flesh, a body that felt enough, to wear an armor of steel, gleaming under the...

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I discovered www.poetrysoup which lists styles of poetry This site shows you examples of haiku, senryu, alliteration, monorhyme Diminished hexaverse, acroustic, shape poems, rhyme, and much more The first day I discovered this site I wrote eight poems; all a different style By the time I branched out to www.allpoetry, I was a bit more confident I believe that now...

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They’re never happy, The world’s selfish hands always expect more, I’m never enough, And I probably never will be. I just want to be loved, Without being asked to change, They’ve all let me down so far, I’m not enough for them. All of them eventually turn their backs on me, My heart has been broken so much, That the words “I love you “, Are...

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'Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon', I would not piss in your ear, if your brain was on fire. For what you have done defiles mercy's dung. For on your face, the stain of wrongs is drawn, indelible, And your words, beget bitter, pointless heartless disdain. So soiled is your soul, and all grace is so far gone, Forgiveness is...

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