Short Panicking Poems
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I may just be panicking, but
I've a horrible fear in my gut
that sense of unease
I've forgotten my keys
just after the door had slammed shut
(submitted via cellphone :) )
Honour
Bravery Gallantry
Venerating Glorifying Respecting
Soldier Warrior Conscie Coward
Panicking Daunting Alarming
Defeated Vanquished
Dishonour.
© Harry J Horsman 2011
The clock , tick , tock, tick , tock.
The grandfather clock
Stood so perfectly on the ceramic wall.
Time frozen, silent and still
The time traveler passes by
Thoughts flying, ideas circling,
Fear manifesting, people panicking,
Babies bowling, danger awaiting
Mothers praying, children dying
The monster arising, Heavens crying.
My first time writing a DIAMANTE poem.
Ripple...
Gentle... BENEVOLENT...
Wading... Twirling... Dancing...
Ocean... Shoreline... Rogue... Carnage...
Running,.. Panicking... Dying...
Dreadful... MALEVOLENT...
Tsunami...
It's very hard for me to write in the third person, especially to think and describe with poetic imagery the thoughts and feelings of others.
With my soul burning, like california wildfires.
soul screaming, asking why,
bipolar mind panicking through crisis of historical proportions
it's very hard for me to think or observe the third person
but at least I had that observation.
Pacing, searching, panicking;
can't find what I'm missing.
I'm about to lose it.
Been in this rat race
for way too long.
Don't know which way to go.
Spinning in squares, triangles, figure eights,
anything that doesn't makes sense.
Now I'm sick gonna throw up,
no remedy for me.
Just teasers of happiness
that are not for me.
A bystander observer
not allowed to have it for myself.
Form:
Never so scared
Chains on my chest
Can't hear me
Help
Help
I am exposed
I will be hurt
So obvious
So vulnerable
Panicking
Shutting down
Can't shut down
Have to go onstage
Can't go onstage
Shutting down
Can't shut down
Have to go onstage
Can't go onstage
Shutting down
One hour twenty minutes left
Please help
Please help
I'm stuck
I need my binder
I left it at home
My bones are tingling with a sort of feeling.
Like how the air feels as it sets in altering.
A quick season before it started raining.
Something that causes you to unwilling.
Afferent powers and their link to thinking
And here I am, all of a sudden panicking.
Similar to the tide being hit by something.
By the outset of a minute, I am shrinking.
Written: May 29, 2022
Reading the label on a Bottle of typical bleach states,
'kills 99% of germs''
Well that's a good thing to know
But what really concerns me
It's not the 99%?
But the 1%
That has the potential to kill me
Now I find out there are 1,438,808
On my phone?
Ahh! That's why they say you have a Virus on your PC or Bug. Now I'm panicking!
I don't feel too well.
"911''!
It's out there!
What will you do?, they ask
What is your plan?, they insist
Who will you be?, they demand
I stare at them from behind myself
My eyes opaque with indifference
My lips still but my mind frantic
Already struggling to perceive the
present, forced to confront the future
I DO NOT KNOW! The truth cries inside
Panicking now I simply tell them
What I know they like to hear
I give them answers to
unanswerable questions
Panicking, I can't breathe
My heart's pounding
I wanna leave
My anxiety's resounding
You look so beautiful
And I feel like a fool
Standing here alone
Like a pathetic baboon
Feeling self conscious
Don't look at me
My fear becomes obnoxious
Fingers crossed, I hope you don't notice me
Wanting to make a better first impression
I've learned my lesson
Be myself in all situations
Otherwise I'm left with self degradation.
im soffocating
swallowing air
please, someone help me
i cant breath
my heart isnt beating
im comming undone
please, someone help me
i cant breath
im shaking,
tears falling from my eyes
gasping, for a breath of life
about to lose it completly
please, god please someone help
i cant breath
hyperventaliating
panicking
losing controle
i think im going to be sick
i think im going to hurl
uselessly swallowing air
Form:
Can you sense her following you
Creeping through the shadows
She is after you
Silent Killer, bringer of an intimate death
Your lungs are growing weaker
Your chest is tightening
Can you feel the wind’s cold breath on your neck
Why are you panicking
Are you frightened
Feel a sense of phobia because your death awaits
When she finds you your mind begins to rot
A stopped blood-flow discords the heart
Isn’t wonderful to be the prey of something beautiful
I keep on panicking,yet am still moving.
Panic is like a train that rails on broken rail way tracks but cannot be funded back without you being run over.
A sincere heart gets strangled in the rail tracks and bleeds tears
Folded by anger and regret
We're still moving on the trails that shrinks and grinds us
We're not gonna fall
The trust formed between the driver and passengers is unique we ain't gonna drain
Keep on Moving
And stop panicking
We've arrived.
Form:
Running,
They're getting klose.
Every direction,
They're there.
Im terrified.
Black, kold,
Lifeless.
Silently screaming.
I kant take it.
Im terrified.
I run,
Refuse to look back.
Dead ends everywhere,
I kant escape.
Im terrified.
Sweaty,
Panicking, no choice.
I stop, face the monsters,
The demons,
Im terrified.
I scream,
I fight, i kry,
Shattering glass sounding,
Lights illuminates,
room of mirrors.
Im terrified.
I'm standing in a crowded room, but yet I'm all alone.
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs, but no one hears me.
I'm jumping up and down, panicking, but no one even bothers to look up,
To notice me!
PLEASE notice me, give me some attention
It seems as though our body and mind waves are in different divisions.
Separated by negativity
Our childish minds and stupidity.
Trust and Truth. Some people find it hard to show this.
But all they really want to do is be noticed.
Form:
Last night I dreamt I saw you standing
in a field of blue wild flowers,
it's been decades since I've seen you,
but it only felt like hours.
You were smiling at me,
that crooked smile I love,
I tried to move toward you, but
my feet were stuck in mud.
I was rooted to the spot,
on the border of that field
and, though I longed to reach you,
the earth refused to yield.
Frustrated and panicking I
looked down at my feet,
and then you were gone and...
I guess I was asleep.
If I weren’t afraid,
I’d probably like spiders.
Instead of panicking around them
I could admire their true beauty,
intricate and complicated web designs
and they catch and eat their prey
suspended in air in such a clever way
is something to behold.
Some spiders are large, tiny
black, white, grey, or brown
and some have hairy legs and bodies
and some bite, I know.
Yes being such amazing creatures
like I said, if I weren’t afraid,
I'd probably like spiders.
He was struck hard on his soft head
And since has been lying in bed:
The hurt spot a bluish red
That racing tears in the eyes bred;
A New Rap Song he had tagged ‘A Fad’,
The Guy singer driving quite mad …
And now three days he’d got bad,
For sure to be never all his life glad,
His hospital bills stating ‘The Sad’,
The swelling already panicking his dad
And him causing to cushion it with pad …
You can’t believe it ‘A Near-Adult Lad’
Through in young deceiving jeans clad.
I know that I’m not dying.
It’s more like- there’s a person possessing me who is dying.
Or maybe someone who has died and is being reincarnated.
They are using me as a vessel for a moment.
Or at least, that’s what I tell myself.
So at least I am helping some stranger who is trying to understand their own life and death.
So they can let go.
So I can let go.
So I can stop shaking and laugh again, because this is silly.
Or maybe someone is laughing through me…