Giving Up Poems - Poems about Giving Up

If mothers didn't bear children, laughter would turn into monotony: can we imagine mankind's misery? No infant would cry when they are hungry, no noisy kids screaming and having fun! Wouldn't God be mad at us, calling us evil, selfish beings? Wouldn't empty cribs not be rocked while a sweet lullaby is not whispered? A mother's duty is to bear healthy children, God gave his...

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I was once told that "THERE IS HOPE BEYOND EVERY STRUGGLE" Sometimes, I doubt those words & I wonder I've been struggling all these years But I couldn't find hope anywhere here Every time I approached her, she flapped her wings & flew so high Arms stretched out - but..... I couldn't reach her because I was so shy The talents...

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Feelings of worthlessness consumed Derek Of course it rained today, ruining his last day off work Drips and drops of disappointment drizzled down his dendrites He heard his sigh before he recognized it as his soul giving up Wasted life...

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Some days... I just want to give up. Most days... like I'm never good enough to feel something real. These days... I feel down... I feel down! In need of love. In need of love. Someone to hold. Someone to hold. In need of passion. In need of hope. I feel I need your love... your love... Some days... ...

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Every day I try something new And hope my plans don't go askew; Because of this horrible quitting through and through Thought I'd start knitting But never thought of committing; The name 'quitter' seems fitting. I'll play Badminton for a day But when it gets hard I'd rather not stay; In this arena of players who paved their way. They weren't like me, Who has...

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Giving up on Love In the depths of love's betrayal, I found myself adrift upon a sea of tears. Each wave brought me closer to my knees and surrendering, as if fate itself conspiring against me." Yet even as the tempest raged, I clung desperately to hope. But when faith turned to dust, and trust become...

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Tonight red will hit floor, the soul will become one with the wind, The silent screams will halt and become the thank god of everyone around. Tonight your wish will be granted and the ashes will soon turn to the hour glass, fading away will be the memory of all this figment of imagination has been...

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Falling on hard times the world caves in around me I brush the tears away...

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The whiskey on your breath could make a small boy dizzy I taste a liquor never brewed” Emily Dickinson's - The May Wine I am asking my hands to stand their ground, vintage wine leaves my soul spellbound. I don't know where my lips are bound, my ears hear the glass clicking sound, I desire to run fast like a...

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The rainbow comes after the storm they say But my storms are ever lasting And my rainbows short-lived. I don't want to know how much I mean to the world, When the world means nothing to me. This constant stagnation of life is tiring And I have waited long enough To finally give in to the depths Of the shadows that...

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down into the valley of doubt, my demons haunt hauling in all mannerisms with glaring despair My nights just day without light in the glee, hopes and dreams In my human spirit is the mystery of life with a racing mind; this cruel world where hard work never pay with frustrations; a daily dose Then I sit up...

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Dear God and creator, Be a giver and a believer Never forget to forgive and endure Never forget to let live and find Your cure No more grieving processes Nor will there be any more trespasses Don’t give way to giving up! Dopamine can be euphoric and could be a dangerous thing sometimes Well, you know I love You and pray to You...

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When you look at your reflection in a mirror, what do you see? I see a failure, and that failure is me. I feel like I’m stuck yet I pace up and down. My face is etched with a worrying frown. The problem is I tend to fester and then over-think. At times It’s so bad I feel like I...

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Like art, hope is the cradle of life with zeal, this cruel world from frustration, our haunting zones ours' are tormenting chapters untold when tomorrow has nothing to offer while soothing music shadow all the misery And alarmingly ours to perish mother nature's angry fumes her rage great and highly infectious without hope, fading of tomorrow's blossom despair in rise....clued into tomorrow's uncertainty such haunting, I...

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Fail not, Time and season Secretly, my ward faded With unflinching fire attack Want to speak Don't want to confess As Diamond and Gold tripe Cloud the sky of my heart I'm lost and scared to be found Ouch, my heart got pirated I began to trod in incur clat The evening of me become blurry I'm the Lion with the snail mind My confidence weathered Time and...

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