Short Nothing Can Be Done Poems
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No one to laugh with
No one to talk to
Nobody out there for me
Friendless
Loveless
Alone is my story
I cry at night sometimes
It can get pretty painful
Nothing can be done to stop it
I am alone
That is my destiny.
Physical suffering, too many,
Afflicted by physical diseases and pains,
Inconceivable that nothing can be done,
Never-Never Land; an imaginary place without diseases and pains, could that be?
Serenity; quiet the mind, body, soul, guide me Dear Lord, free me of disease and pain.
We blame any obstacles in our ways
The obstacles are cruel
We try all the ways to remove them
We blame the devil as well as God
But who is or which is the cruelest after all
I said it's time
Because there isn't any more chance
And nothing can be done
If without the permission of time
We spend our whole lives trying to stand straight
even though we know we are destined to fall
is this what keeps us living
alive and breathing
determined to delay it
it will happen to us all no matter how you deny it
nothing can be done to prevent it
around you the deathclock is ticking
countown to dust
It’s been so long since I loved,
So long since I’ve been happy,
I just sit staring into the sky,
Deep in my depression,
I wait forever,
But the sun never rises on my day,
I want tranquility, love, and happiness,
But it’s too late now,
I’m too far deep in my depression,
Nothing can be done,
Yet still I wait.
state of affairs
entombed in pieces;
crumbs of it scatter
every which way...
at the mercy
of erratic winds,
and its next-to-impossible
to gather
in a heaping pile.
nothing can be done;
it's beyond my control.
i can't change it,
so, i adapt to it,
i accept it
as is.
Lost my appetite for life
A simplex you call depression
All breathe to ride for what?
A rage of hormone induced default
Exposing lies much grander than the skies
Unnatural, all just a fallacy
Nothing can be done
Hanging on a nightmare
Eyes open, lies exposed
All stitching leaves more scars
All exposed, will you call me crazy?
Watch me
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Love at first sight, I find
didn't work for me.
Maybe I'm a different kind.
Felt views were free
Did she?
No, I don't want to blame
for dreadful act.
I never expected the same.
Didn't assess tact
That's fact.
I thought you were the one
for me; got hurt;
realized nothing can be done.
Heard talks so curt,
your blurt.
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These are the moments
That grip my heart with an iron fist
That shoot icy fire into my veins
The things that take the feathering fear
In the back of my mind
And twist them through my being
These are the moments
When the shroud of dread that envelops me
Threatens to consume and suffocate
And nothing...no, nothing can be done
But fall to my knees
And pray
Let the day begin with just a little bit of hope
Let the hope begin to grow, so every time you grope or struggle
Confidence is yours, and doubt is only for a dope
A tug'll open all the doors of life with just a little bit of hope.
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"Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement. Nothing can be done without hope and confidence." ~Helen Keller
Upon the darkness my eyes open.
My dream comes so slowly to see.
Creature illuminated.
Secrets aspire, create.
Never before seen,
Face of evil,
Body wrenched.
Speaking,
Slow,
I
Are you?
In future,
Time, now you know,
Nothing can be done,
To stop transformation,
You shall become me and more,
Powers, you will tolerate, strong,
I will be you and you will be me.
I have an older brother that was
sent to fight in the war
And they sent him home a stranger
my brother was no more.
We used to be the best of friends
we used to be so close,
but that part of him stayed overseas
the part I miss the most.
He said that nothing can be done for him
no matter what they do,
so all I can do is just pray for him
and hope God can pull him through..
Evidence is not the only
Proof of guilty or innocent
But the heart's motif is
It will be reevaluated in the last court
Afrer death
And
Every guilt will have its judgement
And every good deed will have its value
And so we have to live
As a wise man on earth
If nothing can be done
Better hope for the final judgement
In the last court
And for the time being
Let God live in your heart
thoughts of cutting, slashing, burning. misunderstood but hateful bliss. i just want to be
shot through the heart. not so smart. but yet for some reason seems like the best
solution. always does. yet i cant bring myself to pull the trigger. something holds me
back. not sure what it is. but ive lost the will to live, so... confusing, never the less,
nothing can be done. im lost in my own misery and i cant get out.
Form:
Darkness falls around me
Vision cloudy I can't see
This is nightmare can't be
leave me lost & lonely
Waited eternity to meet
knocked me off my feet
Baby Don't let me go
Comfort I love you so
Together dream of us two
Our goal to say I do
There's no me without you
Wish to make you stay
Broken as you walk away
nothing can be done
Believed met "the one"
Without you only pain
My umbrella in the rain
The passing of a friend approaches,
One who's long been near my heart.
Incurable! No treatment options.
I'm heartsick nothing can be done.
Once white, now gray as death's cold skin,
Threadbare, failing fabric sags,
Elastic hangs down like a fringe,
Helpless threads are no support.
I could be spared the pain of loss
If some replacement should arise.
Alas, I fear that won't be true--
Bali bras don't come my size!
The world is becoming complex
Entirely different from the last century one
Racism, hegemony, corruption, brainwashing and vandalism
Become common
Nothing can be done to wipe them out
Maybe tolerance is the only key
To survive in a lost world
Created by the devil in the heart
Which has produced three poisons
Greed, hatred and infatuation
The source of all passions and delusions
In a lost world of today and tomorrow
The lies that I have told you
Can not be justified
It doesn't matter what I say
The truth is still a lie
The closest thing to honesty
Is far and few between
The only lies forgiven
Are the lies that went unseen
But now it is over
And nothing can be done
We can hide from the truth
But we can never run
From the lies that came between us
The truth will never fall
On the lip that once believed in me
The lies will end it all
EMPTY THEATRE OF LONELINESS
You want to leave the stage, the action shun.
But a cold black hand grips your soul.
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Nothing can be done. Nowhere you can run. . . .
. . . from the inside wholeness someone stole.
It’s a tragedy spun with only a single role.
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Entered in Francine Roberts's Contest "One English Quintain"
a stone's thrown to a hill may be big or small
no casualty can be there after hitting
a lion attacks a deer flays with his claws
helpless deer nothing can be done
a stronger bad ruins a weaker good
he's nothing to do except screaming
a stronger good one harms a weaker bad
he's nothing to do except surrendering
before huge hate slight love's no meaning
before huge love slight hate's no meaning too
is it not that right of stronger's justified