Helplessly Poems - Poems about Helplessly

Steadily swimming She flashes a grin Doc in a boat Take's a note she won't surrender. She wants to win finds strength within. Worriedly Waiting, friend wishes she'd ask herself "why" and paces the French side. Hastily helping, she rises a moment to wave, before waves re-hide He feels pride inside Stand by the starlight, The watch boat is tossed Pain...

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Tell me, do you feel anything ? I believe you do. But you possess the sleight of hand to put up a wall. And I, feel like a fool without any professional magic to protect me, and I always helplessly fall. (11.03.2025)...

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we see hard hearts withering away they are in denial we look on in dismay love employs no force it is a bliss mist cold hearts are oblivious because they resist soul’s light is trapped in confines of lower mind God’s grace alone can heal stone hearts who are blind each journey is unique which we do respect we wonder what we can do for such souls shipwrecked...

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The feathers of your insights brush my lips sending jolts of electricity through my rusted veins Your condescending glance sends the glass shattering raining down shards of misfortunes down whoever questions you domes of innocence create buildings of unfaltering love always never looking at the negative side of things no matter what you do Your stare is enough to tear the sky...

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Selfishly or helplessly As I lay here internally beat Battered and bruised full of defeat My pillow so wet and sodden So many tears so many I’ve forgotten This thought before has arisen But I still had fight a way...

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Listen to a new song and drink a cup of wine there; The pavilion and clime remain unchanged as last year. When will the setting sun turn around ? I watch helplessly as the flowers fall down. But the seemingly familiar swallows return to the yard and I wander alone on the path of the fragrant garden. (Tran.)...

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You're changing right before my eyes You're helplessly falling... I'm hopelessly calling... Free me... Free me... Free me... Set me free!! Helplessly falling Hopelessly calling You can't hear me But you feel me Helplessly falling Hopelessly calling To release me From captivity My mind is a cold chamber My heart is getting colder My soul is falling My voice is calling Believe in me... Reflect on me... Helplessly falling Hopelessly calling You can't hear me But you...

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His arms wrapped around her frail body, cradling her gently as he feels the warm sickness. Her hair clings about her sweat-soaked face as a fever burns with raging anger. A need of wet snow, to cool her brow to break the fever, he refuses to let her die. A fear within him sets, knowing she will soon die. She is his heart; he wants...

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We have our trials, but there are some souls who never get too far. They barely even learned to crawl. Helplessly - hopelessly - they fall. The homeless and the addict who inhabit streets; what can they do? Some live a storm that has no lull. Helplessly - hopelessly - they fall. The wife abused, the poor child born to messed up folks, and...

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Ever saw a dry leaf whirling in the wind Reminding us of our lives Like the wind our fate blows us in the direction of our destiny Helplessly we follow Sometimes leads us in to dark alleys, sometimes into beautiful gardens Helplessly we follow Life articulates us To just sway in this wind Without any resistance Hoping against all odds that when the wind rests When it...

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Helplessly hoping I close my eyes in search of a good night. Tossing and turning they open to greet the morning light. I rise out of bed running, hoping I can fly. Only to stumble and fall when I hear goodbye. Helplessly hoping I walk through the door to view a purple sky. Wondering I keep to myself, thinking what...

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Thoughts will gather in my mind. I seem to see but I am so blind. Being me is so distinct. I just hope my brain can link. Pressure is what I hold. I try to sell a thing that has been sold. Even like words that matter. I sell them even when they are tatter. Confusing I may have you thinking now. So I...

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