Confusion Poems
The Maze of Truth
by Lamar Yousif
Hello, I'm aiming to get better at writing poetry. So, I decided the best course of action was to write whatever came to mind to the best of my ability and then get personalized guidance rather than the generic and repetitive "helpful tips" I find on websites. Be as mean and brutal as you see fit, as long as it's honest and helpful. If you can, give me tips on what to name this thing, I think "The Maze of Truth" is a bit bland. Anyway, here it is:
The Maze of Truth
We all jump often, and leaves glide down, but birds are the ones with flight
Humans try so hard to dream away,
As from reality, we all try to flee.
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Mirror
by Hannah Woerner
Have you ever looked in the mirror and had no idea who was staring back at you
A vaguely familiar face, with haunted eyes, tattered skin and a misshapen body
I don’t know her. That girl in the mirror
She is hidden away from the world
Sickly pale and shockingly red
She doesn’t smile. That girl in the mirror
I smile at her sometimes trying to get a reaction. She stares blankly back at me.
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Muddled soul
by Falope Aanuoluwapo
Lost in the euphoria of the world
I kept wandering, trying to figure out
Who I was, Who I am and who I will be
I have no idea what tomorrow holds
The vision seem blur
The more I think the heavier my burden
The more I try to figure out the more complex it becomes
The more I look the less I see
Have I missed it somewhere?
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Collapsing into the Madness
by Abhinav Sardesai
Walking through the graveyard,
I sought the sun.
All I took was a leap of faith,
To reach the skies above.
Only to plummet,
In the netherworld below.
Full of gore,war and lust
Gave me an unabashed euphoria.
Never did I know this side of me,
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Almost Home
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I believed in fitness and healthy living, including obtaining sufficient sleep,
To revel for years in buttery sunshine, which makes emerald willows weep.
I consumed only healthier foods, including plenty of fruits and vegetables,
As the glassy, black midnight water, reaches up for moonlight collectibles.
Exercise was part of my daily routine, at times running, at others walking,
On the street of scarlet butterflies, where lazy blackbirds were squawking.
I was in the wild midst of the happy years, like a rare diamond in the sun,
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The Maze of Truth
by Lamar Yousif
Hello, I'm aiming to get better at writing poetry. So, I decided the best course of action was to write whatever came to mind to the best of my ability and then get personalized guidance rather than the generic and repetitive "helpful tips" I find on websites. Be as mean and brutal as you see fit, as long as it's honest and helpful. If you can, give me tips on what to name this thing, I think "The Maze of Truth" is a bit bland. Anyway, here it is:
The Maze of Truth
We all jump often, and leaves glide down, but birds are the ones with flight
Humans try so hard to dream away,
As from reality, we all try to flee.
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Make Happy (Long)
by Chris Flores
It’s not hard to be happy
You know how to be happy
Stable life
Smiles and kids
Good money
And a house to live in
Happiness
It’s not hard to write
It’s not hard to think
It’s not hard to believe in
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second love
by Miki Vermeulen
It’s not even about missing you.
It’s about having to remember
how fast and sudden you switched up,
and how horrible it made me feel.
One day you flipped,
you were sad and miserable,
you didn’t even want to be around me.
I don’t know what I did because you never told me.
You left me so confused and alone
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Color Confusion
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was a knowledgeable color expert, with a degree in enthralling color theory,
And was proficient with color related software, like evening sun grown weary.
With cognizance of color psychology, and emotional effects of different hues,
I created and adapted various color palettes, like jade grasses' floral tattoos.
I worked on many interesting projects, for I'd ever been charmed by colors,
Like discovering between striped rainbow hues, that there are untold others!
Friends followed a path of famous flowers, the fast aging, fragrant beauties;
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Language
by Lee-Ann Azzopardi
My mind grasped onto a word
And I don't know this word
Because the language isn't even
A language
My mind is confused with gibberish
And I don't know what's going on
But I think I do
