Sobering Poems - Poems about Sobering

Continuous sobering thought crippling me : ' Seven hundred thirty six million women, means almost one In every three' are vulnerable to molestation. ...

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The sky turned stygian grey, violent winds blew. From above, tears of liquid grief poured down. Flood waters rose, pressure got built under the soil. The earth erupted with rocks and buildings, Coming down with a deadening sound, not once But thrice in the wee hours of the night. After the day’s hard toil, those who lay down to sleep, Were...

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When I’m gliding blithely through my days, Life, with its blunt, disconcerting ways, interrupts my peace with sobering realities that heighten my awareness and bring me to my knees uttering praise for being spared or, for others, urgent pleas. The fifteen obituaries in the paper one day last week were all for people younger than I. Naturally, I seek to enjoy...

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Can I ever breathe again or do I have to drown in the worst of me? countless loose ends swirling in my head darkness has overshadowed the trough within days have gone by, turning into mist heaved my sorrows like a wind the smile and the shine are asking for a tryst but my skin has worn a mask so...

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There is no roof on my house, The water pours in when it storms, The sun shines when its beautiful, Still I live in my roofless house, Always awaiting the sunny days, The days when I lay and bask, Always awaiting the rain to stop, Yet the rain is cold, sobering, And the true life is shown, Only in my roofless house...

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Painful memories I wish I could forget but I'm soldering through Scars still bleeding from traumatic experiences I had to go through Nightmares and flashbacks of things from my childhood I was exposed to This isn't a poem, this is a man talking about his mental health with the sobering truth My pain started from a...

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When we’re off to a war, we are full of elation. But that feeling is subject to rising deflation. Once we’ve lived through privation and have prayed for salvation, we are left with vexation, frustration, stagnation....

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Sobering Fact After we finally found each sobering fact, Instead of from attention trying to detract; Garner speed; Take the lead; A resolution to reveal truth must enact. James Serious Mysterious Horn The open door must be more than just partially open but wide open. Malaysia found remains of some of the dead sailors from McCain. Understand that McCain had the right of way....

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. do not fear people who spread rumours about you; fear those who spread the truth . ...

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A most ordinary, a tad-bit hazy day, Fishing from the pier, a black cat came my way. A mere kitten she was, "was she wearing a hat?" a man's blue top hat? a black, blue-eyed girl cat? She sauntered on down and I could tell, this is odd. I called out, "Here, kitty!" as I reeled in my rod. I offered...

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A drunk man sobers and takes a look at his own life. Only after he loses his children and his wife. And all of the things that he once held dear. To give that all up for whiskey and beer. He cries and prays the Lord would bring them back. But hope of that is fading all so fast. A mother...

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A limp lamp post sags beneath a groggy moon within the blurred arc ...

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Coming out from alcoholic stupor of last night's wild binging, he's killing stretches of morning hours with slow, footless...

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I was born married to the master of subservience, fell in love with the master of somnolence. I dissolved Reality, divorced carnal calamites, and the raw ache of captivated chaos. I commanded a tactical tilling of damning emotions and made a bed among...

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