Overwhelmed Poems - Poems about Overwhelmed

Candle glow at midnight The hatch is locked A scrambling splutter As I reach for the key of circles and bolts and lines But just as before The circle ends Four corners behind And I'm scrambling again for another key I plead the glow as I– Well, do I cherish my existence once more? Foot taps to the humming Blood rushing under my skin I'm thrown to...

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Candle glow at midnight, The hatch is locked A scrambling splutter As I reach for the key of circles, bolts and lines. But just as before. The circle ends 4 corners behind And I'm scrambling again for another key I plead the glow; It flickers as I- Well, I, I cherish my existence once more As another circle starts to grow... My foot taps to the...

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So many ways to say one thing More than one way to turn pawn to king Too many turns to the grocery store Which turn shall I take? Countless words to choose from From sunrise to sunset Too many ends to be met With no end So many ways to say one thing How will I say this? The paralysis of perfection pours A whisper...

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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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Blue rivulets of vein on the inside of her wrist, That shallow valley between her hip And the bottom of her belly, The inside of her knee Where her calf met her thigh, I remember this girl. Like the fury of a thousand suns I remember her. This woman’s power To point a finger, or wave a hand, Disintegrate a life, Or...

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When I see him, I feel weightless, floating— His smile, his laughter, A wonder so bright, It brings endless joy to my heart. I’m left breathless Every time he’s near. I love all of him— Everything he offers, And even if he gave nothing, Still, I would love him the same. He holds the happiness I seek. He acts tough, But I know, Behind the walls he’s built, Something great...

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Lead me to the Rock on which I stand All other ground is sinking sand Lead me to the place where I’ll find grace Lead me to the Rock on which I stand The Lord is my strength and shield He is the cornerstone on which we build He’ll never fall, never fail, Lead me to the Rock that’s living...

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On days like today, I need you the most When it seems that nothing goes right You're the only one who can cheer me up Sweet love, my whole day you light With a fire, a passion, a burning desire To hold you tight in my arms To squeeze you, to kiss your waiting lips In dreams, I'm overwhelmed by your charms Forgive...

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When death had nestled, a lady overwhelmed by sleep, Between the chasms of my being, like a butterfly in a cocoon, I embraced her to my chest that whispered seraphic tales, And I heard the rustle of sharp wings in her dental silence. She detached from herself, now a shadow that hides, ...

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When overwhelmed with the stains of sin We are the instrument and the Lord is the bow With his gentile hands he crafts his design To play a melody so divine...

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Despite having thoughts and words enter my mind, the mind bus was full up....

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unexpected errands and phone calls . . .it's my day off; just let me write!...

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thoughts packed into one cluttered mind is cluttered room waiting to be cleaned...

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My pixel prison, / parasite of my mind, / tyrant of my time. Once upon a time- a letter or a call sufficed. Now, years vanish in a blink of an eye, Beeps and buzzes, / rings and memes. Panic… no time or space to breathe…, to think, to feel. Only rumors, lies, confusion, facts, &...

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Here is where dreams entwine, Beneath the stars' celestial bloom, There I stand, beneath the sign, Overwhelmed by the man in the moon. His countenance serene and bright, Casting a gentle, silvery hue, Beckoning me into the night, To secrets hidden, known by few. Oh, man in the moon, mystic and wise, With eyes that hold a million tales, You paint the canvas of midnight...

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