Frustrated Poems - Poems about Frustrated

Old Frost, with his woods dark and deep, Tried to teach squirrels rhythmic leap. They just ate his crumbs, And bumped their small bums, "Not poetry," he sighed, "just cheap keep!" ©bfa032225 ...

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How much I miss you/ Words can not explain/ You're so far away from me/ I have to close my eyes/ And reach into my mind/ To bring you forth/ To wrap my arms around you/ To show you how much I miss you/ Life makes me lonely/ I truly miss you/ Everytime I see your face/ The sun shines down on me/ Which makes me/ Miss you...

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Tripping on Insanity, lucid dreaming nightmare/ People hating on me but I'm chilling like I don't care/ Making deals with the Devil, paying all my dues/ Spawning many demons and he only dropping clues/ Not holding up his end of the deal trying to play me/ So, now I'm fighting demons that I spawned losing daily/ But they'll never break me,...

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This the great oppression, only the strong survive/ Never let them press you, stay strong or die/ Make them respect you, you gotta get it how you live/ In the field, it's real, so I can't chill/ Officers caution us, they feel we tough enough/ Behind closed doors and restraints, they tough as us/ Administration Segregation is a safe prison/ I won't...

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You would think mind escape/ Was an easy thing to do/ Soon to find out/ It's the total opposite/ Trying to do so/ Just makes it harder/ Living in isolation for years/ Just drains the soul and mind/ To be stripped of contact/ Will turn you into a beast/ They have created with hate/ And when the time comes/ They don't know what to do with you/ Becoming...

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Life is like a chess game/ Sometimes I feel like/ The isolation/ Is getting the best of me/ Losing touch with reality/ Life has never been kind/ No matter what you do/ There will always be haters/ In the woods/ Struggling through the trenches/ From day one/ Educated on the bricks/ Some call it street smarts/ Everyone has their limits/ Most of us on the inside/ Have pushed the limits/ To...

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The endless possibilities/ Of trust issues begin with only/ One trust to be broken or betrayed/ Promises made, confessions of love/ Relationships gone wrong/ One seed of deceit/ Grows into a tree of hate/ Eyes only seeing deception/ That may or may not be there/ Trust alone can make one/ Believe in forever/ And love will prevail above all/ One misdeed, a broken promise/ So many false words/ Covered...

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Everyone throws trash/ To the garbage/ How can a person feel/ Like a piece of trash/ When they are always feeling/ Used up and unwanted/ Garbage is beneath us/ To stomp on in life/ People go through life/ Treating us as trash/ Looked down upon/ Garbage thrown in our faces/ Like we are not worth it/ Or anything else in this world/ Which becomes cruel to us/ Feeling like a...

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Why is it so frustrating to be frustrated? Frustration, a knot in the chest, a choke of the mind, a silent scream in the loudest noise, a dance with shadows, lost in the void. It's the itch you can't scratch, the door that won't budge, a dream deferred, a muted grudge. It’s a loop, a spiral, a twisted thread, a maze with no end,...

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The brand new cat manicurist was having a fit Her latest client was impossible, her name Miss DeWitt DeWitt would retract her half-polished claws at a crucial time Making even coverage impossible for Miss Manicurist Mime. Could you please leave the claws out? MMM asked politely. But Miss DeWitt was a mean kitty, so her nails remained unsightly....

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Why is it easy for others to sleep At a single moment's notice But my eyes remain wide and fixed As if I'm under hypnosis Why is it I can never doze While others so readily collapse Even though completely shot My mind refuses to relax Wouldn't my drained muscles That desperately seek healing Be better off rejuvenating Instead of me staring at the ceiling Why...

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Lead point scratching Pink eraser scrubbing, Ticking time catching My eyes, I'm rubbing Inspiration sparing Rhyme and word fighting, White lines staring Thumb and finger writing Yellow #2 shrinking Lines ever darkening, My eyelids blinking My mind harkening Hours ever zooming Crumpled paper piling, Good enough is looming I find myself smiling. ...

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The llama has a name that everybody mispronounces. "The double 'll', it sounds like 'y'," he patiently announces. "The single 'l', it sounds like 'l'," proceeds his dissertation, "And a 'lama' is a holy man of Tibetan derivation. But what I cannot understand," says he, "Is why it's not left up to me To solve a problem that's become the...

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Representing a nation, to consumed by war and invasion Who neglect the homeless and leave them to sleep in a box on the floor of a railway station, no hopes no dreams or money, struggling to remember a time when they had a hot meal in their tummies wishing back to when they was a baby...

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A Bawdy or Funny Limerick Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin Placed 3rd ___________________________________________________ She is a very frustrated wife; Has a very disturbed married life. Like her, she wants all to be; No one under her is free. She has a tongue sharper than a knife....

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