Short Overthinking Poems

Short Overthinking Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Overthinking by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Overthinking by length and keyword.


Premium Member Life's Bed of Roses

soft bed of roses
evokes dreams of happiness...
yet beware of thorns:
opinions, overthinking
can often lead to sadness
© Jim Healey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka


Past

overthinking of the past 
of the mistakes 
of the broken promises 
i would make 
dreadful days, full of pain
full of regrets 
drives me insane
Form:

Premium Member Overthinking

anxiety wreaks
panic throughout your body~
a restless mind strikes

1/29/2020

Contest: Senryu On Mind Poetry Contest

Sponsor: Jenish Somadas
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Irregular

Bad tendency of a bad-habit hobby to get so high,
I find myself overthinking things daily, losing track of time,
To the point my body cycles so irregularly.
Form: Sijo

The sting

The stinging feeling afterwards
On my thighs
I still just got to lie
"I'm okay"
I try to say. 
Then I put on my fake smile
My overthinking is worth miles
Form: Rhyme


Overthinker

Why don't you just choose to carry
the beauty of those moments.
What is not, what will never be...
it's too heavy,
too weary.
My darling, just let things be.

Quals

What are your degrees?
Overthinking is so me,
Also I blow up the credit card,
Quals in that, not so hard,
Got an "A" in giggling too,
Quals are good for me and you!

Loads of fun

We had loads of fun,
Once were young in the sun,
So perfect, man,
In his own scan,
Chick overthinking,
All this overthining, 
Really, can be read,
Stuffed why we got wed!
Form: Rhyme

The Things I Hear

Oh dear, the things i hear
Both laughter and tears, the screams and the fears
It comes and goes, but never shows
It is all in my head, filming up
Until the day it finally stops.
Form: Rhyme

2

The worst curse
of being human
is thinking too much.

Doubt is born,
then resentment,
then your own hatred.

Regretfully,
I’ve created
what I never wanted:
a pain of the soul.

Overthinking

There’s too much on my mind,
But there’s not enough time,
To write it all down,
So I guess I’ll just drown,
In these thoughts.
They consume me, 
Dragging me deeper and deeper,
Down and down,
Into the further unknown.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Cacophony

Caught in a full on dog fight 
already grabbed by the throat
cacophony of growling 
orbiting through my mind
playing a dangerous game 
here we go again 
overthinking, shouting 
nothing nice to say 
yet I sit here, silence screaming.
Form: Acrostic

Regret and Guilt

Regret and Guilt
Coming hand-in-hand
Yes, they are having a good time
Not on a beach or park
But eating me alive
They might have called their buddy
Overthinking to join the feast
Because whenever I look back
They are always smirking

Silent Thoughts

I wish I could speak but I smile 
Because I choke on my words I wish I could say
But your presence fills me with bliss
So don’t cram ur self with boredom because of me
But I’m full of greed because i want you to stay
So please stay with me
© Ace Ream  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Garden Dialog

Don't be a violet, shrinking, 
always overthinking.
Be an unbridled, blooming rose.
Tear off all your clothes.

I'd not let just any bird or bee
see what God has given me. 
For you, sir, I will not settle.
I won't drop a petal.
Form: Rhyme

Overthinking

Why do people live to think Think about what others think They sit and think around all day Letting dreams just pass away Thinking builds the mind Just to make it fall If this is all that thinking does Why do people think at all
Form:

Overthinking

I Want to live this world amazingly
But the habit of overthinking
Has been making things messy

The what ifs are being overpowered
The big childhood dreams
Are being shattered

It's like living in a time loop
An unstoppable droll
To which I must reroute
Form: Rhyme

Whatever the Weather

Extreme heat, mild hail at night, questions
But at dawn, those venturing at 5, see signs
That autumn is rolling in like a ball of yarn
A challenge to equanimity, healing Shalom,
For the human condition urges overthinking
With God's gift beside me, I breathe, I breathe
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Overthinking

I leaned back in my chair and carefully thought, 
'bout what is to be, and what is not,
and the things that are and the things which was, 
and what doesn't and that which does.  
Just then, I leaned too far and fell on my head.
I'd finish the thought, but now I'm dead.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Boom

I’m overthinking,
tired of the endless waiting,
about to blow up.

Even my mom sees it.
She starts some cutting remark
only to pull it back.

Me: "Argh! I have this anger, just below the surface."
My brother: "Uhh, it's not that far below the surface."
Form: Senryu

Deafening

I sit in silence
I breathe with no sound 
I sit in silence
Just playing thoughts out loud

I watch the world from a window 
I watch the window in a room
I sit in the room in quiet
I sit in the room with whom

Say something
Just one word
Say something 
Silence is all I have learned
© Ky Berry  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Thinking of You

Transitioning to a state of indifference to you
Fading out of desperation
Something in me has been reawakened
That I had thought long snuffed out

She makes me feel something other than guilty
Takes me away from overthinking 
So forgive me, if my smiles no longer necessitate
Thinking of you
© Jane Doe  Create an image from this poem.

Overthinking

A thought not yet realized 
Unearth, my cerebellum contorted in confusion 
A lack of comprehension 
The heart of iron melted at first hesitation 
Trembling with fear and burdened with disgust 
Feeling unworthy even though the asset has value 
Within a second, the idea evaporated into nothingness

Night Time Mornings

Coffee. Tea. 
Or whatever it may be. 

Stay awake, wait for it. 
Go to sleep when the sunshine's lit. 

Your mind's suffocated, 
let it breathe. 

Night time mornings, 
the losts' time for mourning. 

Close your eyes
Clear your mind
Another night is yet to come.





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August 2020

Elevator

on an
Elevator of emotion
Extreme highs
Extreme lows
doEsn't help when you've got only
thrEe hours of sleep
undEr your belt
fEelings
Eating me up
ovErthinking again
is it a
comEdy
or a tragEdy
sElfish
sElflessness
cannot tEll
thE difference
Either way
nEed to
calm down
calm down
down
down

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