Hopeless Poems
Lachrymose 2: The Suicide Note
by Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
My heart like a desert dims dry,
Streams of tears fill my eyes.
For my pains and sufferings still I cry...
What use is endurance but why.
My life is done, my thread is run.
Ages of lachrymose I have lived under the sun .
What future there is to long ahead
When you know that you are already dead?
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Two Sides of Love
by Ayatullah Nurjati
The delicious taste of love makes you feel miserable
The joy of love denies the existing reality
The delicious and savoury love adds thirst and the pleasure of tasting worldly flavours
The motivation of love is reaching out to dreams and unravelling hope and material desires
Suffering love draws sorrow meeting
Sad love blocks distance and time
The manipulation of love reflects daydreams and obscures togetherness
The hopelessness of love destroys the relationship and the longevity of a couple
with different desires
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Continue readingThe Concavity In Me
by Disha Shree
It's a floor, a rock bottom,
As I hit it, the urge to go up dies,
The mind feels dead inside,
And the heart no longer beats.
No more am I seeking the happier version of me,
No more sunshine, and no more rain,
The darkness has embraced me in it's vile arms,
Gray and black numbing my pain.
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Waste
by Johnathon B
I see the life at the edges of your eyes,
I know you bear no ill tidings against me but the rot will spread regardless.
Spilling over like a cacophony of coffins thrown into the pits.
A meager soul devoured, luminous being no more.
A waste, but not a shame...
A prisoner of illness
by Aditi Hayaran
Exhausted eyes starring at ceiling
Not knowing words that can explain this feeling
A healthy state hard to maintain
Will I ever be completely normal again?
Trying to ignore my inner turmoil
Feeling under the weather for a while
Frequent trips to hospital in a life full of pain
Will I ever be completely normal again?
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Continue readingWaste
by Johnathon B
I see the life at the edges of your eyes,
I know you bear no ill tidings against me but the rot will spread regardless.
Spilling over like a cacophony of coffins thrown into the pits.
A meager soul devoured, luminous being no more.
A waste, but not a shame...
Villain
by Katerina Barbachano
Shadows who swaddle moonlit lovers,
Draws the night air, together at last,
Forever at last.
Arteries pulsate, now numb,
The pale skin, wrapped in night,
In bloom says the clock,
But I never turned the page.
Twist and curdle the milky light,
To creep the streets,
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