Nerves Poems - Poems about Nerves

We can no longer continue as we are, souls weary from nerves, creatures grinding their lives in worries, fearing death because they have never truly lived. We have lost ourselves in the maps of days, searching for treasures that do not shine under the sun, and we have forgotten how to sip from the morning as from a...

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Will I be left here? My heart beats with fear, my nerves and sweat smear. Does he look at me, should I look to see? No, then hope might fade. I want plans I made to stay as dreams bade. This process is rude, hurts one’s attitude, shows no latitude … Has he eyed me yet? Man, my palms are wet. Wish I were all set. Please let...

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I took up the call The command was made Placed the receiver down Hardened my resolve Steadying my shivering nerves I picked up the gun Shot at the innocent man He fell with a thud Blood spurted from his chest With my descent into Hell I fell from Grace My gut swiftly swirled Downwards the twilight zone A throne of skin and bone spoke "Thine sin you must...

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Audacity has a negative connotation That I despise with a conspicuous passion It’s fine for somebody to be bold And not to be too arrogant and cold Where narcissistic images or horns emerge Like insatiably bad worms that nothing can purge. Audacity is not an outstanding quality Or a special virtue; it is nevertheless an appalling pity. When one is immersed in deceits...

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sunshine hits my back I hear the caw of a crow smelling cut fresh grass all nerves suddenly alert someone must be watching me...

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Nerves atwitter like butterflies, they flit The stage, brilliant-lit band’s in the pit Lights finally dim glad I’m not him… ...

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Caffeine Soothe my nerves Soothe my soul Like a cup of gold Black as an ace Bitter as aloe Increase the adrenaline Up the heart rate Low blood pressure treats Decaff is a joke Ill-conceived beverage Makes me want to choke By Cathrin Stuart ...

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The cold gates of the blazing seventh circle again open for one before another, The mouths of the ground remain ajar to snatch before heaven has barely given; While the wind still thirsts for his breath. As far as prayers go, I like mine hushed, with my lips barely begging to be seen. I tuck my tongue underneath my tongue, and play...

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Shards of ice Stuck in throat Burning sideways Bitter char Need to speak Nothing rises...

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Calm your frayed nerves, dry beading brow You’ve reached the end, now time can cease How we got here, don’t ask me how Calm your frayed nerves, dry beading brow Accomplished as much as days would allow Your loose ends are tied, be at peace Calm your frayed nerves, dry beading brow You’ve reached the end, now time can cease...

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Deathly afraid of needles Barbie began to whine and wheedle Aw, Doc, before you plunge in that syringe Listen to this, try not to cringe Studies show that needle-induced trauma afflicts 98% of birthing mommas... But Doc went ahead, stuck in...

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Fear I throw a towel into tomorrow But I wake up in the dead of the night My nerves won't let me have a moment's rest My heart is beating out of my chest I decide not to fight it I wake up and burn the midnight oil When I leave home The sun is so big and bright in front of...

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the mundane nerves all ajangle stomach knots to untangle that life once well known is not playing well at home builds many obtuse angles dealing with mundane each day turning out the same no bomb exploding weapons which we are loading reflects life become too tame too much day to day preparedness goes astray need to stay alert so people do not get hurt most serious game we play much of...

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While Listening to Yo Yo Ma *** ,(Performing Bach’s “Unaccompanied Cello Suite 1 in G Major”) ————- ————————————————————— Metamorphosis — Spires — The blood swift through my heart becomes rivers — rushing, Currents to places not...

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Someone broke my best friend’s heart. They’d been together throughout the entire lock-down. And even though it looks like we’re entering a freer time, he said it felt like she’d become part of the claustrophobia. Explanations can snag on nerves like fishhooks....

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