Struggle Poems - Poems about Struggle

Autumn leaves fall slow a child's questions left hanging in digital silence. My fingers trace letters that will not hold still b becomes d was becomes saw help becomes nothing. The maple outside my bedroom window drops one red leaf, then another, marking time the old way. Mom's phone buzzes: Car arriving in 3 minutes Pizza en route Package delivered. But no alert sounds for the moment understanding slips away from me. No GPS tracks the distance between what I know and what I need to...

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No trumpet blew, yet thunder came, From streets once hushed, now lit with flame. A tyrant's crown was cast away, By barefoot hearts who dared to stay....

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Her beauty turned to malison and woe, As ladies, envious, scorn her radiant face, Their hearts, inclined to rivalry, bestow, A bitter enmity, her charm’s disgrace. The world casts down her fortune with its spite, Her colleagues seethe when she but speaks to one, The officers and ministers, not right, Exploit her grace, their honor left...

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Tesla the inventor an eccentric Serbian once worked for a businessman an entrepreneurial USAnian when Edison had an idea bright saw the light and invented DC electricity positive and ground as found in a battery then Nikola created AC as used in the home by the whole family a contest still a power struggle if you will however Tesla the car employs both forms of energy as does the phonograph so tho' posthumously looks like...

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Dreams, new and old dreams, we all dream We all dream of chocolate and ice cream We all dream of monsters, bandits and angels We all dream of good, bad guys and devils That’s where nightmare comes into play We all dreams of better days in May When the temperature is cool, welcoming and warm Spring fever brings hope, something new and...

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I dwelt within a house of shade, By silent hand and sorrow made. Each brick I laid with trembling care— Of shame, of guilt, of cold despair. No hearth did warm, no lamp did gleam, But dimness thick as haunted dream. No welcome waits behind the door, Only the hush of evermore. The days are long, yet never bright, And stretch like wounds into...

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Presence of you ignites my heart with joy, If you go out of sight it makes me sad. This bond between us always brings me joy, The world will try to break our steadfast bond By phone we share some talks of daily life, And they do keep a watch on all our deeds, To save...

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The feeling of your mind loosing itself... Victimized by the power of others ... Thinking how you even aloud yourself to allow others to dictate your mind.... MANIPULATION.... What's real, what's reality, what's possible, what's impossible...... Racing thoughts,mind control,fear of loosing thy self..... Coping with all the words and actions,determining what the is really going on... Your beliefs,questioned by your...

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Her silence spoke louder than words Her eyes A window to her hurt Begging to be heard She thought that was something she deserved So why had she been ignored She roamed the earth like a ghost A lost soul hoping for more Hoping someone will help her Someone would see how hard she tries To not cry Despite her watery eyes She...

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anxiety eats me alive right down to the core where my soul and mind meet it’s always at war it’s rotten, decaying losing worth like a dime 10 cents to a nickel a penny, with time the gut wrenching feeling won’t go away for better or for worse push though day by day but how can i live with this knife in my chest it’s...

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to be of use without abuse there’s no excuse a bit obtuse? well-cooked my goose? slide on the noose? that I refuse! slip on my shoes spread the news do not confuse it’s not a ruse but what I choose I’ve paid my dues ...

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In a world where whispers strike like stones, Where unseen eyes cast chilling tones, Where silent shadows weave their thread, The Lord walks close beside my tread. When hearts grow cold and hands withhold, And greed’s sharp edge is bright and bold, A hidden grace begins to rise, A light unseen beneath dark skies. Rivers of words like secrets flow, Ominous winds begin to...

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The struggle for America’s soul now almost 250 years old Shoulder-to-shoulder at her border freedom contends with law’n’order From ‘Give me liberty or give me death’ ...

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Some individuals wage wars within themselves, battles they rarely vocalize. Not from a desire to conceal, but from a profound understanding of silent resilience. They appear composed, manage their daily lives, tackle responsibilities, and extend care to others—all while wrestling with a deep, internal exhaustion. This weariness stems from an endless cycle of being the strong...

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sharp, serrated scissor snips jagged little feather clips bold blue and gold fold to the floor more & more wings strive to grow torn & shorn, uneven flow flap & flap, too trapped to fly upon a dusty floor, they lie another's scraps, perhaps planned crafts by crisp snips, my self I deny...

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