Helpless Poems - Poems about Helpless

in one dream this poet saw a horrific scene where i was sitting on top of the house and yet water had reached that high submerging everything in its way in the same dream, i saw a child getting washed away while his mother screaming for help, ready to jump to rescue but is held back by others this poet tried to jump but...

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He, so fond of dress-- What not and what must he wear, Alas failed to stress Till last but one breath of air That his shroud was far from fair. ____________________ Tanka |22.07.2025| irony, death ...

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Helpless Winners At The Fair Clone Wolf Tantrum Rages Leader Of The Pack… Careless Sycophants Elephantile Contagions Self-Defeating Victims. The Old Irony Escapes Bare-Knuckles Modeled, Paling… Grabbing Artificial Pleasure From Manipulation's Freshest Kill. Your Cheeks Are Tender Bloody Sweet All You Cuddle- Yummy Treats! Your Tribe Awaits With A Better Hat And Sweater - Be-Damned… Re-Damned. AGAIN! Idolizers. What...

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My wife has become an insomniac, during ebon hours she doesn’t sleep. Like an owl she’s become nocturnal, I wish again she was counting sheep. But dementia does this to a person, God put us together, she’s in my keep. All of my days start off the same, and most days, when alone, I weep. ...

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As yellow leaves wither in the autumn breeze, only apathetic thoughts remain in this nonchalant existence of my diseased body and over the hill mind! It reminds me a time of agility, A time of struggle and celebrations, An age when dreams of a better future bloomed, And leaping up those stairs to pluck the petals...

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I was helpless, I was shining. You were knowing. and bestowing. When my steps were unsteady, you held my hand. You were ready. Age is just a number, you said grinning broadly like a little girl repeating a loving fib. You...

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I was a girl with no life Or a being with no purpose. I had no one compassionate, Although my soul was always nervous. The life I barely built in those years, Came crashing down to a point..my eyes were in tears. There was nothing I could do, powerless to intervene, Even God didn't care...

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NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS TO ME 9 HELPLESS PERSONS PERISHED MOST FROM NO AIR SMOKE FILLED THE BUILDINGS OTHER REACHING FIR HELP WHILE THE BLAZE CAUGHT ON THE PANELING PAISLEY DRAPES APRONS HOUSE DRESSES NYLONS STUCK TO THESE ELDERLY PEOPLE THEY LIVES MEANT ABSOLUTELY NOTHING BECAUSE GARGANO AND HIS BUSINESS PARTNER FIRE CHIEF GENE KALINOWSKI...

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I'm helpless, helplessly so, Bound to the weight of mine own woe. Mine hands do shake, mine limbs do fail, And every deed is carved in frail. I wander around aimlessly, A wretch who doth not wish to be. Mine fingers break what once stood tall, Mine lips do lie, mine own to fall. I tear, I spoil, I set to waste, I choke...

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There was a battle within me A silent war amidst my own people the reason for which I could never understand. In this conflict I was fighting with myself driven by an intense longing for something. Suddenly everything fades away the fog lifts and I see you in my dreams. Even in that dream I lose you somewhere. When I couldn’t...

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Long languid days and sultry nights Speckled starlight of unreachable heights Spellbound and I but a traveler be Cast asunder on a cosmic sea No sail, no compass, and no course Rendered helpless by this invisible force My clamoring heart the only sound Lost in love and destiny bound...

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Breathless panting as I sat waiting my abusive ex husband to return from his big job with Ciro Gargano dynamite gas cans golf balls with draino two hand grenades finally dust pans used to pour gasoline around each entrance and exit of the tailor shop after the smoking filled the building the men took racks...

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The walls close in, peeling paint whispering stories I’ve worn too long. The air clings heavy, stale as forgotten dreams, suffocating, soaked in dust. The clock ticks louder than the fractures in my chest, its hands dragging me through an endless loop of nowhere. Even the shadows feel stifling, their jagged edges curling inward, hungry to swallow me whole. I’ve dreamt of escape - to where the sky consumes...

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Love the little ones They're little fish with no bones Helpless and hopeless....

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Hopeless…I’m a mess of distress Even if it means having hopefulness, Loved and lived life hopelessly…helplessly dying…crying…lying to myself… Positively sure there’s no way out and I only have myself to blame…same old empty feeling once more…change is a challenging chore…to the core…you’re the one that I adore…I’m feeling sore Less or more, unless I feel more of what...

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