Short Disconsolate Poems

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Under the chords of "white swan",

the disconsolate sailor cries,

copious tears of salt...!...

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nuggets of 
wisdom
mined 
from 
the
crucible 
of the 
misshapen
slumped figure
in 
the
disconsolate
wheelchair...

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Under  "white swan" chords,
   disconsolate sailor cries,
    copious salt tears ...!






Ps, white swan, official anthem of
Brazil's navy...

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Haiku
September drizzle
Sombre green olive trees weep
Dripping foliage      


Haiku 
Sighing plethora
Rain on a Sunday afternoon 
Heavenly peace for some 


Haiku 
To be obsessed 
With a gal who rejects you
October deluge  

Haiku
Disconsolate leaves 
On manicured lawn of opulence 
Golden oaks lament...

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Seething pain it causes
Indelible marks of questions
unanswered
Lacerations of separation and
loneliness
Emanating from endless questions of
‘why’ and ‘how’
Nights and days are rendered
disconsolate
Coupled with despondence, depression
and melancholy
Endurance is but, all that the
affected has……....

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The weeping strains
of forlorn love
s c a t t e r e d 
along the highway
of my disconsolate life
drowned by
   incessant 
        overpowering 
             noise...

Will she hear
a single note?

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"Broken-hearted Poems"
contest by Broken Wings
Placed 4th
© 13th October 2017...

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Displays deepest mind 

And a resolute that endeavor 

Yet memories were treacherous and sere 

Sound of silence startled ear 

Disconsolate linger chasten'd more fair 

Eclipsing taunting the innocent air 

Pale rigid faces leave hollow empty traces 

Retrace chains endure 

Inspite of time revealed 

Vague imprinted dreams 

Eternal fame of rushing wings 

Dispossess on the waters, cease...

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The blue river
sits in
time
and recollects
the founding
of existence.
In palatial 
stars 
the majesty
of knowing
rips through the
sundry,
pale dawn.

You come to
me
at once,
laconic
and disconsolate.
The fever purrs 
like 
a wry machine
in
the
cavern of your
birthing.

I am never
surprised
at what I
see,
your naked form
working in
the wonder
of waters
fair and divine....

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When there is no hope in soul,
When someone’s not really close,
When your heart is disconsolate, -
Life is looking like a morass.


Only golden water lilies -
There you will find - illusions.
Silly dreams unable to save you, -
Stem is fragile, weak as usual..

When the all strengths are exhausted,
Kind foe, - that is well known, -
shows up to pull you out ...
Wouldn't be better if he'd got late.....

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Cherokee Travelers' Blessing
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I will extract the thorns from your feet.
For yet a little while, we will walk life's sunlit paths together.
I will love you like my own brother, my own blood.
When you are disconsolate, I will wipe the tears from your eyes.
And when you are too sad to live, I will put your aching heart to rest.

Originally published by Better Than Starbucks...

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Weep not disconsolate souls,
this grief is His design,
to save the innocent seed which He gave, 
rest from your anguish and pain, 
The Loss is no Loss, 
their souls is safe in heaven, 
in the arm of Him who gave, 
the maker of their soul,
be content with this truth,
they are counted among angels, 
and your seed is chosen too,
to escape the troubles of life, 
and rest before the King.
weep not disconsolate souls ,
Your loss is God's new Angel....

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disconsolate flow of cascading woe
resonates in my aura-
for I am despondent 

implicated in melancholic fears;
visceral scars, my zenith-
apathetic spirit

mediocre ways of my days somber,
feeding the grimace pain wears-
undercurrent echoes

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(howmanysyllables.com)

Date - November 6, 2019
Chosen theme - Undercurrent of Melancholy
Sponsor - Edward Ibeh...

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In the middle of a crossroad,
With weary eyes, she stood
Puzzled, unable to choose
Faults, she doesn't know whose
Vivid memories burning her eyes
Glimmer’s gone, replaced by lies
She began to question herself
"Which way should I go?"
Devoid of sanity, disconsolate,
Dejected from numerous regrets
Should she turn left, where nothing's right
Or choose the right path, with no more left?
A moment of silence passed, still immobile
Perplexed, she just stood still....

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Flowers greet the morning sun
Adorning where you sleep,
Yet I cannot bear their beauty
For the hurt, it lies too deep.

Winter days 'midst bitter cold
More reflect my mood,
I seek no warmth or comfort
Oh grant me solitude.

I do not wish to see the world
Begone with trifling things,
Just leave me be, disconsolate
To bear what sorrow brings.








Entry for
YOUR CHOICE(6),any form,
Any theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand.
11/6/2019. Placed 3rd....

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Color is what I use to define you and me
Restless desire for contentment is impossible
Discord. Dejection show through us. Discrimination is unjust.
Choir of people everywhere, tired of the run.
Getting knocked down but having the audacity to get back up and stand for what's right.
Voices unheard.
Traggic losses.
Violence continous.
Disconsolate is present.
Color stricken is what so many have learned.
The time is now to change this repetition.
Discriminarion still exists....

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