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Best Poems About / On DESPAIR
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Despair Of The Early Morning
DESPAIR OF THE EARLY MORNING
Despair of the early morning
Despair of the darkness
Despair of the Despair
Despair of Old Age
Despair of the road closed
Despair of nothing to do
Despair of nowhere to go
Despair of endless errands
Despair of money running out
Despair of the message of Despair
One transmits to those one loves.
Despair that has to be resisted
Despair that the light of the day
Will help me overcome
Despair I will pray my way out of
Despair I will in the course of the day
Sometime overcome.
Not the great Despair
The unending Despair
The final Despair.
The small Despair of who I am and where I am now.
The Despair that still can be resisted,
By the writing of a few awkward lines
Early in the morning.
Shalom Freedman
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Unanswered
I grasped,
clawed through layers of love and want
desperate; I see us disparate.
I must a blend assign to bind us both together
let us meld forever in a settling song
not the rawness of your animal
an idιe fixe on self, gorging at a breast;
you cannot as my angst behave for you I gave!
youre part of mine in genes and memes
from cream of him and egg of me;
we are as three
though heavy do you loll upon my frame,
commanding this, demanding that.
Should you tear a gash of depth across my skin
it bears the inner me,
or dare to open up my cranium
and let the flowing sea of
everything I am discharge into your world
my own peculiar mix of human essence
memories; harmonies;
wannabes; mimicries;
my very sexuality! that writhes in dreams
of day and night, fuelling tumults of emotion
simmering under valves, controlled by other valves
and valves that let my heart resound in thuds
that you would actually snub for profit on your ego;
and should you focus on my heart,
dissect my chambers wide apart
and let it bleed away my life
deny the meaning of my role,
resign my grey and hoary soul to
wraith or ghost or fading shadow
stretching out a mighty mediocrity,
then what do YOU become?
I could only know this if
I did the same to you
and let your fleshy guts of life and being
enlighten me upon their cold escape.
So let me study deep your selfish eyes
to glean the mind that hides within;
but all I see are my unanswered pleas,
discounted, jaded, wearing thin.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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despair despair I do despair
despair I do despair
I do despair
I do
Mark R Slaughter
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Despair Is Darkness
DESPAIR IS DARKNESS
Despair is darkness-
Despair is death inside and death in the world and death in ones own sad soul-
Despair is no way out -
Despair is the place where one is forever stuck -
Despair is the realization that one has done what one could and one is not going anywhere else-
Despair is the admission of failure-
Despair is no sign of help anywhere around-
Despair is so much lost-
Despair is ones life is over-
Despair is regret-
Despair is the sense that one will never have the time to have another chance -
Despair is its finished-
Despair is no way out-
Despair is going down and more down and more dark and more afraid all the time -
Despair is the scream which hurts and does not stop the hurting -
Despair is the understanding that even Death will not save one -
Despair is that the pain will never end-not even with death.
Despair is no way out again and again and again- without end.
Shalom Freedman
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Despair
Despair outloud
Despair and fear
Its all despair when noone hears
My soul is screaching
It mouns to you
Its like a whisper, its like a flute
The midnight fence, that holds me back
It aches my heart with metal bars
Despair is all i know
Despair its lonely yet its my home
Despair is simple, it holds 7 words
Despair
come join me
We wont die alone
belvet trejo
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