Overwhelm Poems - Poems about Overwhelm

lilac buds burst on the scene sense overwhelm AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on March 26, 2025...

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Beneath the stretched-out, nocturnal firmament, thoughts overwhelm my being, Questions unassuaged by answers, echo of the void, About forests of the future, trees with waiting roots, About children from untold dreams, with smiles that cannot be found. Those books with pages lamenting for the ink's caress, How they remain closed in the drawers of oblivion, begun and never finished, Phantoms of...

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Where doth it begin, this wave that cometh over me that leaves me at times in great overwhelm unable to respond frozen in time and space It seems as though one day the seas of my mind are calm all is well at the helm of life clear sailing as it were but underneath... Like an undertow or undercurrent swells are forming that...

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Sometimes I don't know how to reply to messages Sometimes I let them sit for weeks Sometimes months Sometimes I think of people who mean the world to me But don't text back Living with overwhelm...

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The pride of the world, have we stepped on with great hatred. The whispers of the words, have they buried in their various tunnels. We no longer recognize their garment, stabbing them greatly while they lament. They hope to beautify on earth their fulfillment, Yet they are severed greatly with blandishment. Women, the salt of the earth. This have we seen, yet we see...

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Let go - and fly Every morning Rising Like Displaced ether Merging into the miracle of life Such grandeur I cannot guess Why We are blessed this way To wake not once,, But twice. First with life Then, with a truth that hearts would perish for. Oh! To be so blessed, Who but God, Is worthy such...

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Life's circumstantces can overwhelm, make me forget who I am or where I stand. At these times, quiet calls me as shelter, its silence a compelling, healing nectar, and I disappear from even all I favor. In a life rush of too much, I often withdraw from all possible joys as well as quarrels. As I absorb, I am a raw edged...

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