Grasped Poems - Poems about Grasped

...Race Track Thinking 16… little did I know the initiation began. 16 is hard enough navigating adolescence. Hormone dumping, the anguishing struggle to fit in any way—- relinquishing my individualit......

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...Race Track Thinking I didn't choose an ADHD brain. At times a random whispered thought, barely connected, pops in uninvited, insistent to be acknowledged and immediately included in my conversati......

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...He staggers, where once he counted steps he now counts unsteady footfalls. Life has become a minor earthquake an aftershock still trembling at the core of a wincing mind. Many years ago, aunt......

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... Does it come or is it just here It’s weight unknown No colour no form A gratitude of love Enormous as it’s space Never grasped in mortal finger Gods first apartment The end some might reac......

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...To understand me means to walk on a path of thorns in velvet, where the perfume of roses deceives the lungs with its sweetness, while blood silently flows and waters the earth beneath. I do not wi......

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... I Am I am matter transformed to human shape Through light energy to the earth`s landsca......

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...O’ dear, I learned today you’re spoken for; I asked the question, got the answer: “no”. Ayayaye…but, considering the blow wasn’t so bad, I’m glad I tried to score. Oh dear,—(I must admit)—you k......

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...I didn't mean to kill her The feeling inside As her eyes go silver Yet I have nothing to hide She was my confidence It's what made me go on They brought it to this Her screams ......

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...Perhaps, if I toil, and have the fortune of living long enough, I may one day translate words from thoughts from my heart such that another may read, and think, and know my mind, and love my heart.......

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...I've grasped at thought.' Then thought things over? Often Missed that bed of clover.' For there is many a beauty so Statuesqe.' Yet often its missed when your mind is in a Mess.' Maybe sharing tho......

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...This life is as familiar to me as five fingers, Yet I find flaws that are bound to remain. When I think of the future of generations, My soul withers... in various ways... My soul withers... ......

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... Written: February 24, 2025 For Brian Strand Contest ********************* A lifetime swings good, bad, and back Toil shows us what we lack. Brave le......

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...I never really minded the species that inhabited me. I had especially taken a liking to man, however. "I'll take care of you.", they promised. I believed it-- We became interdependent, insepa......

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...Moonlight creeps through the writhing woodland as Arion walks alongside me—upward toward the lone mountain. We had trekked for miles and the way was wearisome, heavy fog in its obscuring fidelit......

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... Where have the years gone: like soft feathers they float in the breeze of life; fragile, wispy thoughts to gather in, one by one and stroke with loving care, smoothing edges ruffled in the......

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