Hardship Poems
81. Grounded
by Kea Campbell
There's a fire in my brain with steam shooting from both ears, and a flame in each eye boiling every droplet of tear.
I'm trying to keep my thoughts from getting too out of hand, because a long time ago I told myself that joking about suicide was banned.
Next year should breeze, and I'll see the now through trivial lenses.
But this temper is untamable, and I already feel Death's commencements.
'Too far gone' hasn't even left yet,
But sometimes I ask myself if I'd rather an open or closed casket.
......
Hard Is The Way Of The World
by Aurel Mirashi
Hard is the way of the world,
Farmers toiling, workers grieving,
Women crying, infants dying.
Hard is the way of the world,
Relinquishing their soul,
Being pushed into a black hole.
Hard is the way of the world.
on: losses that come with loss
by Elisa Janer
taking inventory, what have I lost?
warmth
that desire
to feel warmth in my bones
before,
a craving
and now,
all I long for is cold
I stand outside
......
Resolve
by Bastian Kraft
The livid life form,
all consuming storm,
drowns those from within,
who are nearly dim,
and knows not mercy,
for those are pursy,
Breaks life and sorrow,
until dusk and morrow.
Yet eager tempest flows,
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Bleed to Succeed
by Somali Mukherjee
The way to success
Is stony and full of thorns;
We’ve to bleed, for sure.
Hard Is The Way Of The World
by Aurel Mirashi
Hard is the way of the world,
Farmers toiling, workers grieving,
Women crying, infants dying.
Hard is the way of the world,
Relinquishing their soul,
Being pushed into a black hole.
Hard is the way of the world.
81. Grounded
by Kea Campbell
There's a fire in my brain with steam shooting from both ears, and a flame in each eye boiling every droplet of tear.
I'm trying to keep my thoughts from getting too out of hand, because a long time ago I told myself that joking about suicide was banned.
Next year should breeze, and I'll see the now through trivial lenses.
But this temper is untamable, and I already feel Death's commencements.
'Too far gone' hasn't even left yet,
But sometimes I ask myself if I'd rather an open or closed casket.
......
Kommer en kwel
by Mario Odekerken
Donkere dagen, een koude wind,
zorgen die zich opstapelen,
als wolken die de zon bedekken,
stil,zwaar, aanwezig.
De weg voelt soms verloren,
schaduwen groeien in gedachten,
maar ergens, ver weg,
blijft een glimp van licht wachten.
Hardship & Hope
by Saleh Ben Saleh
Dare I dream of hope in a world that's self consuming,
and dare I dream of a home where hearts are always blooming.
Peaceful the mind would be in a land I am assuming,
but hardship is what we find in a world that should be booming.
Wisdom shall be your guide in moments that are confusing,
and damned our lives would be if faith we are accusing.
Clouded are peoples minds with rage that’s over fuming,
and lost are those who think that life is just amusing.
......
on: losses that come with loss
by Elisa Janer
taking inventory, what have I lost?
warmth
that desire
to feel warmth in my bones
before,
a craving
and now,
all I long for is cold
I stand outside
......
