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Introspection Wasteland Poems

These Introspection Wasteland poems are examples of Wasteland poems about Introspection. These are the best examples of Wasteland Introspection poems written by international poets.


Premium Member Wasteland
World,
           barbaric, unnatural 
        falling, decaying, failing
Technology, Society,...

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Categories: wasteland, emotions, humanity, introspection, nature,



Woman of the Wasteland I of III
As I wash these dishes. 
I wash the wishes 
from these tired and ruined hands. 

I look out into the street 
with a thousand yard...

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Categories: wasteland, abuse, allegory, analogy, angst,

Wasteland of Dreams
There at the back 
of my mind like an elusive form…
Out of focus a blur in my inner reality 
never dreamt in nightmares 
waiting to...

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Categories: wasteland, adventure, allegory, allusion, angst,

Weathered Wasteland
Over in the weathered wasteland.
Where angels fear to dwell.
Are understanding's no one can understand.
And you swear that you're in hell.

The mountains stand before you.
Too high...

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Categories: wasteland, discrimination, introspection,

Wasteland of Shame
Bound by blame, broken by blight,
Scarred by a stolen satire,
nuzzling necrophiliacs within the night.

Tangled in torment, tied untamed,
blemished by the blasphemy,
of never speaking your name.

Shackled...

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Categories: wasteland, angst, confusion, depression, girlfriend-boyfriend,



Wasteland
I flip the TV channels –
It’s the nightly thing to do;
But the only shows worth watching
Are reruns of SVU.

When there were seven stations,
There was always...

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Categories: wasteland, introspection, family, family,

Premium Member Barren Wasteland
Croaking of the bullfrog
At the break of day
In a frozen barren wasteland
Will surprise one I'll say

Winds are howling all around
They make an eerie sound
I sit...

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Categories: wasteland, family, friendship, inspirational, introspection,

Wasteland
What could I positively say but my heart is a wasteland? 
Spat on, crapped on, used up and thrown out.
So used that it's barren.
My mind...

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Categories: wasteland, black african american, introspection,


Book: Reflection on the Important Things