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Rhyme
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I feel no stress
I must confess
No angst or worry
I'm in no hurry
I think things over
Truth's the goal
Peace overspreads
My eternal soul
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Free verse
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Soft and feathery and illusive
Each word a woven world of fantasy
An artistic lair for the lunacy of emotion
Musical, distant and serene
Aesthetic shelters like seashells
Cast by the angst of the ocean
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Lyric
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Oh dutiful, foreboding debt
That I know I must pay
For education I must get
To pad my resume
And yet I feel like I've been robbed
For now it sadly seems
That I can barely get a job
Let alone one of my dreams
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Lyric
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thoughts get tangled
confusion
angst eating me up
i'm so dark
afraid
why am i here
mom told me i was a mistake
depression
denial
you can't accept me
why
i'm so full of sadness
someone understand me
i'm lost within
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Imagism
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Angst
Lies flat
In the back
Of a 57 Chevy
Locked down fast
Left and turn to rust
Red rouge flakes of past
Pasted in a D town cemetery
Where the rubber burning black
Filter smoke filled dreams held back
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Free verse
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Solitude—
oh, I love
this word
as much
as it loves
me. I live
in it, with my
earthly shadow, where
no one dares
see me, huddling
‘tween dark and
empty space,
longing for
the stars
to wink out
the coldness
of my thought—
‘cos of you!
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Verse
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a flickering
angst
descends
deepens
splinters
peace-of-mind:
limpid
lines
become
curves,
touch
raw
nerves,
plunder
contentment:
bitterness
erupts...
the rainbow's
promise..
..unheard
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Etheree
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death
last breath
questions haunt
splitter prayers
hello? hello? hello?
climbing grief sunset mountains
pearls placed upon requested peaks
angst of still buds in the heart of souls
the pain puzzle missing until our death
March 18th 2024
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Prose Poetry
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The incognito noise,
The unhealed trauma,
The endless distress,
The suffering infinite
Become the idiom,
That is testing us,
Breaking us from within,
The perennial angst and despairs
Need to be burnt into the ashes,
The pyre of it
Will detoxify the existence,
The Dawn...
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Limerick
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Some girls have no need for a bra
And dread being seen in the raw
But some boys don't care
If bras conceal air
Providing girls don't tell their ma
Not many folk know that the Bronx
Is phonetic spelling of "branks"
It keeps her trap shut
No and if or but
Female voices just become honks
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Haiku
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Scorching summer heat---
...blazing humidity angst...
...welcomes God's blessed rain*.
*Deuteronomy 28:12 The LORD shall open unto thee his good treasure, the heaven to give the rain unto thy land in his season, and to bless all the work of thine hand...
April 24, 2019
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Rhyme
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Angst traps me within myself
Broken at the sign of help
Used up and died away
Suicide touching fate
Entering my final day
Death has found my peaceful way
Binding me straight to hell
Yet darkness can be so stale
Years beaten by the likes of you
Other memories shall never do
Until we meet again,
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Free verse
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Feeding feverish angst and muffled rage
Ne’er moments asunder of serenity
Anticipating looming impending disaster
Ghastly cluttered thoughts
Mindless chatter
Shhh…
AP: 1st place 2023
Submitted on March 22, 2019 for contest LATE MAR 2019 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 2ND
Originally posted on April 29, 2018
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Verse
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Our tam tams are vibrating
to the rhythm of the hunt.
Mighty bear is in the forest
showing his angst.
His claws are large
as the tips of our spears.
His teeth are as tips of arrows,
which fly to his fur.
Tam Tams are playing,
wounded bear is roaring.
Man outsmarts him with his tomahawk,
but no one conquers the circle of life.
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Verse
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For thirteen moons I holler in angst relentlessly
Under coal stars, these hands pray over August's ceasefire;
Till a young man's dull frame quakes on bloodied tracks...
O my son laying with ghosts of heroes, my night of stone.
~*~
3/25/2019 ~ Edited
Writing Challenge 5, March 2019, Four Lines - Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
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Imagism
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Filigree eyes so fervent
Agitated incensed thoughts
Silenced…
Lest terror and dilemma
Sacrifice you to lifeless mettle
Muddled illusory echoes
A vacant faced hollow shroud
Defined…
Rise and slake the flames
Quash the panicked ire
Reside in ardent moments
Suppressed of biting angst
Falling…
Catch the yield of filigree eyes
Crystalline tears
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Free verse
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Lest we forget
WE ARE ALL “TEACHERS”
In a classroom without windows
Exposed
In truth and lies
Tenured in memories
Tinged by the angst of youth
Measured
By times melancholic muse
BEWARE
For children watch
Mimic, replay moments
Repeat/repost words
Hold us to our “truths”
Challenge our “lies”
Love us
Because of who we are
So, let us do the same.
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Rhyme
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Heart shaped
Coffer caressed
Sanctified with
Angst confessed.
Aplenty times
I've oft spoke
To mahogany
Grains I stroke
There endures
Reminiscence past,
Promises
Bond to last.
Until death
Do us part,
Engraved on
Bereft heart.
Sometimes it's
Grief that’ll hold,
Treasures more
Priceless than gold.
Aches that burn
Deeper than pain,
When only
Ashes remain.
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I do not know?
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Non sense, non sense all non sense
Along the way criticism makes no sense
Psalms of encouraging lights
Perish beliefs across entire sites
Your neglect in tones or silence
Cast the angst onto nirvana ballots
Voodoo statements erasing rational fallacies
Was all I hear from value absentees.
System prisoners shooting silent farts
Request the odds to alter non-oscillating stands.
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Rhyme
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From whence thy came
thou shall go
hense to stop
o'er to flow.
To ever rest upon thine hills
and waste thyself with angst and pills
two coins to rest about ones eyes
and cup thine heart with butterflies.
Dream on into the keeper's boat
where waters fold and thee do float
getting to where thou must brave
and rest at peace in waters grave.
5/21/14- Jessica Thompson
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I do not know?
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Cover it with a bandage
Sew it up with a stitch
No matter how much you scratch
Seems you just can't stop the itch
Face your past
To let the healing begin
Turn a blind eye
And you'll never win
Look towards the future
Plan for a better tomorrow
Don't fill your days
With hidden angst and sorrows
When all hope seems lost
Give it another try
You've got no future
When you live just to die
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Free verse
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The dreary chattel of self-preservation
blinks slowly under a roof of delusion;
a vacancy sign laced with the angst
of neon's persuasion.
Everyone leans a little too far,
toward a mahogany mantle;
suffering the harsh taste of
tomorrow's guilt.
But tonight,
they are free.
Tonight they pour
their love into frosted
glass,
and drown.
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.
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Free verse
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My black pen.
The way you flow,
And tell my tale.
You spill my thoughts,
And always prevail.
My soul bleeds out,
Through your black ink..
Everytime that my thoughts,
Had started to sink.
You let me drain my pain out,
In smooth cursive letters..
And I smile,
As your black ink, stains..
My newly purchased,
Lined white paper.
You relieve me,
As you leave a trail of my angst.
Thank you black pen..
For being my strength.
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Free verse
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The sugar-tipped touch of desire
Meets every abhorring soul at one point in time
Mine hits,
It knocks me to the curb and leaves me bloodied
With signs of fresh exposed flesh
In agony and devout angst
I rise
All I can see is hazel-
Your eyes,
The subtle fluff of your hair
Your preciously treasured grin
Remains with me
As we continue on our merry way
Only the street can feel my heartbeat beneath my feet.
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Rhyme
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Time and time and time again,
shaking hand and black inked pen,
poised above the prelined sheet,
where thoughts and rhymes and memories meet.
Trying to see the glass half-full,
feels like wearing itchy wool,
to my own self must be true,
the color of my world is blue.
I hate to bring you people down,
my poem's angst goes 'round and 'round,
Even I am sick of me!
So there I go, just let it be.
©Danielle White
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