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Exhaustion Poems - Poems about Exhaustion

Premium Member A Boating Accident
Eroded, undercut, sagging for years beneath the weight of a dead sycamore, the bank gave way when the lake was closed and the dams opened up during the winter overflow, leaving the tree offshore, hunkered down in the water, half submerged, its white branches groping the sky like a blind spider waiting to prey. The boat just happened to be there (its outboard, suddenly crippled, useless against the current), swept...

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Categories: exhaustion, boat, memory, water,
Form: Free verse
Ordinary days Beautiful recirculation of my life
Wakey, wakey! The buzz from my advanced THRITY THREE TEN seem to yell Opened windows slapped aging mango leaves on my face Monday already? Morning already? Granny’s creaking chair again! Savoring with folks of mine the bland toast with juicy old gossip, mom’s warm smile Welcomed into my everyday worn out NIKE with pain Unending miles, but starts with a mile. The...

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Categories: exhaustion, africa, beautiful, family, morning,
Form: Free verse



Freedom the Lie
It's all in your head. It's all in your mind. One day, you'll be dead. One day, you'll be hard to find. We say, "we wish we could fly." We say, "Give us some time." They'll work you till you die, They'll work you till you commit a crime. Freedom is only in your head. Freedom is only in your mind...

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Categories: exhaustion, 11th grade, corruption, death,
Form: I do not know?
No Vacancy
i am a house with the doors left open for too long. too many footsteps have walked in dragging their storms with them. i do not know how to tell them i have no space left to shelter their rain. i try to listen, to nod, to stay— but the ceiling is cracking. i can’t hold up another storm. so maybe this time, i will lock...

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Categories: exhaustion, anxiety, depression, giving, hurt,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member mess exhaustion
My bedroom is such a mess The room of a hoarder It makes me feel depressed I am exhausted when I open the door to it I can barely climb over the stuff and flop on the bed. I would clean it but I am too tired to get started. Start with one box, my friends say. I did that a few...

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Categories: exhaustion, me,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member In the quiet of the night, caught on the edge of profound exhaustion
In the quiet of the night, caught on the edge of profound exhaustion, I find myself half-awake, teetering on the brink of the abyss of oblivion. The keeper of the mind's graveyard, in moments of weakness, Releases the spirits that sleep in dark recesses. I feel their cold feet, dancing through the corridors of thoughts, Unveiling old wounds and scrutinizing...

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Categories: exhaustion, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Exhaustion
It ends with a crash. Exhaustion. It’s a wobbly feeling in my feet. When I’m walking, on the sidewalk. Three days ago, I slept. But that notion is far away now. I had so many opportunities to sleep. With a blanket, and bed. And comfort. This feeling of my feet collapsing under me. It feels cold, and spreading. The crowd mutters. The crowd wonders. The crowd makes...

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Categories: exhaustion, mental illness,
Form: Free verse
Exhaustion
what you won't hear what you will never hear from me: pieces of words that fit together unheard like a mantis prayer but still i bother like a bite that's stronger than it's size a little thing that breaks the sky like a box jellyfish a crack in a sheet of stratus clouds a golf ball at the speed of light one unit fulfills its purpose...

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Categories: exhaustion, dream,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Autumn Job
fallen leaves gathered plastic sacks for discarding my tired, aching back not again is my refrain boy next door has autumn job written September 1, 2021...

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Categories: exhaustion, autumn, jobs, work,
Form: Tanka
New Day
Have you ever come to the end of the day, and can run the clock back play by play, and can add it up that supposedly it was the day it was suppose to be, but somehow it seems that no time has gone like a broken record playing on and on, and you think back through all the things...

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Categories: exhaustion, life,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Tired and Limp
I am so drained, a tired mind, melted into goo upon a platter. Limp butter-soaked biscuit, no longer warm. ...

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Categories: exhaustion, feelings, metaphor, poems, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Exhaustion
This Time Poison Air has scarred the GREEN Walk ...

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Categories: exhaustion, color, death, earth, eulogy,
Form: Imagism
Heat Exhaustion
The early morning hours dripped with the heaviness of the atmosphere, the pseudo breeze simply stirred the stagnant oppression of the air. On the rose-colored patio blocks just within the edge of overhanging shadows the furry gray squirrel sprawled out basking with all fours and tail stretched to the limits of his tiny body panting in the anxious...

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Categories: exhaustion, animal,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Ancient Exhaustion
Asking why our partisan democratic experiment appears to be failing feels like asking why our global climate appears to be failing feels like asking why old age appears to be a failing. Political minds, natural bodies, spiritually cooperative individuals reflecting upon lose/lose thought and felt tragic and absurdly nihilistic outcomes where we originally anticipated growing together toward win/win Paradise Found in what is personal and political and economic re-investment in...

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Categories: exhaustion, age, community, games, health,
Form: Political Verse
Premium Member My Secret Life Relieved
My Secret Life Relieved. My body in shock and in trauma As every part of my helpless being Lies paralysed in total agony As if stung by a thousand bees As complete and utter exhaustion Takes its grip And completely consumes and overpowers me For I am nothing but a shipwreck lost at sea My mind foggy my head in a vice Void of...

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Categories: exhaustion, angst, anxiety, pain, sad,
Form: Verse

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