Short Powerlessness Poems
Short Powerlessness Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Powerlessness by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Powerlessness by length and keyword.
Today was a relief, taking the step to send thank you cards to those on the front lines
It is so easy to be at home feeling a sense of powerlessness to help with all this
But the sun came out today and as bright as it shines,
Brought a new kind of action and a new kind of bliss!
Heidi Sands
4/6/20
In darkness, the mind comes short
Gullible to any item offered, and
Not an excuse for self underdevelopment
Obnoxious in the gathering of knowledge
Rationality greatly fractured and invalid
And then lost in the puzzle of understanding
Never near a sound judgment, because it
Cannot sieve random information which
Ends with a sense of powerlessness
My spirit,
Incinerated.
Its ashes
Descend back into
That dark crater:
That inky opaque abyss,
Where the slightest din
Is swallowed,
Where that one fragment of light is asphyxiated,
Held down,
Stripped and raped from its alluring, golden iridescence.
It drowned in its own tears
And then scattered across its own grave.
They turn their backs
With apathy entrenched into their depths:
The reason for my oblivion
When we honestly ask ourselves which persons in our lives mean the most to us, we find it often is those who instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in an hour of grief and and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
Power is a mighty powerlessness.
Power is a hamstrung powerlessness.
A desperate power is the beginning
of the end of powerlessness.
A dominant power is an impuissant
chimera.
Power is a reflective powerlessness.
Unrequited life is an unwavering powerlessness.
A supine powerlessness is a source of unfortunateness.
Spiraling, scorching, sweltering,
The anger pierces my soul
Burns, smolders, boils
Flames into rage; raw, intense
Then fades into despair
Helplessness, powerlessness
Seeping in, reeking of
Prejudice, injustice, hatefullness.
What can I do to stop
The slithering obsidian snake
Of hatred creeping into the very core of me?
I can forgive, pardon the ones
Attempting to extinguish my spark.
I can remember that their animosity
In the end, will destroy them,
Not me.
Judgments based on one's perception.
Others are a mirror of one's self
Reflections in the mirror are captured by one's thoughts
I am lovely
I am unlovely
The World is Glorious
The World is miserable
The sky is blue
The sky is grey
Earth is transitioning
Earth is stagnant
The mirror reflects empowerment
The mirror reflects powerlessness
What you perceive
is what you believe
An image of your world is beliefs
Change your beliefs
Change your world