Poetry Blogs (misery)
Away from the crowd and rays of the sun
are the moments I cherish the most,
It is when, your wisdom
outbreaks from the dam of your lips,
which usually gurgles teases, jokes and laughter
(not intended for me, of course not)
you voice your
dreams and aspirations
painting a rainbow
on the dark night's sky,
and somewhere else aswell...
as well as your insecurities
in a sober expression...
Tuesday 28th April 2020 8:00 am
Depression is the loneliest place.
It is full of awful and terrible frustration.
We hate everything (ourselves as well)
And gone is each idea and sensation.
Depression is being trapped in a dark cave,
And only outside exists light.
All black is everywhere we turn
And there seems no end to it in sight.
Depression is to have a body of lead
That we must carry wher...
Thursday 22nd August 2019 7:03 pm
I saw my future before my eyes for the first time in my life
It wasnt just ideas but plans with who I
pictured my wife
The mother of my children and my partner
But I lost it
It was almost here and gone in a moment
It felt so good but now there's pain and I
Started to slip away so I desperately tried
to hold it
But now it's gone
Was it my fault? I'...
Thursday 24th January 2019 8:06 pm
I didn’t really understand what you meant
When you said you saw a family picnicking
And they were happier than you,
Even though I felt it must be true.
And when you said you were happier than I was,
I knew you weren’t actually speaking to me,
But I decided to stay miserable
Just so your poem would always be true.
Friday 28th December 2018 9:23 am
The clover is blooming
Like blood in the hills
Hungry beauty of summer
Its early impatient pace
I have the thought
That these routines are breaking
That not so far from now I'll have
a different best time
Because this early sweet
Late lazy spring
Will have drastic changes
No borders between extremes
I want this forever yet that is insane
This forward movemen...
Friday 20th April 2018 9:56 pm
Looking towards my hands,
I feel them mutter a tone,
Of disdain and sadness,
Dirty and pale, bleeding out from within.
The colors of the honeycomb which is my life,
Building in a way to demonstrate the failures and flaws of my being,
To make it simply this: I feel trapped.
Trapped between the Rock and the grass of an ever developing future,
One, of course, that I ...
Monday 5th June 2017 5:57 pm
A cacophony of sound beats around
inside my brain, deafening drops.
Sunday misery breaking the silence
of yesterdays. Rainy Mondays,
no hope for tomorrows.
We come and go. We come and go
when the floodgates of pain are open.
Forgiveness closes doors
left ajar in anger.
Time moves forward,
changes are subtle,
Hope does damage to the living dead.
Sunday 16th April 2017 9:12 am
It is the assumption that people tend to reflect and contemplate in the dawn of the night
When noones awake to hear the sorrow in your sobs
When it's too dark to see the weakness in your eyes
And your lonliness enables your imprisoned vulnerability to surface
But what happens when this negativity suddenly seep its way into the happenings of your everyday life
When these mor...
Wednesday 16th November 2016 8:36 pm
My heart is immersed in a jelly
All sounds blocked, all feeling numb
Thursday 4th August 2016 9:09 am
Death warmed up
Every cell is sad
Has given up
Just an empty, breathing vessel.
Is this what it is like at the lowest point?
Or is there further to fall?
Thursday 4th August 2016 9:08 am
Insomnia. Intoxicating thoughts seeping through your neurons. The struggle of finding rest late at night. The path less traveled, because no light is there to guide you. Darkness becomes your greatest friend, it becomes more comfortable as the sleepless nights persist. Struggling to find peace with the war inside, metamorphosing your ordinary mind,
Into a machine of co...
Sunday 27th September 2015 7:22 pm
Help me oh please help me
I havent lost my mind
But tell me oh please tell me
Why it is so hard to find,
I havent fallen off the truck
It crushed another man,
I know the training perfectly
But never met the sand.
A lonely man you'd call me
But you are to blind to see,
Im married to a wealthy wife
Who's tied me to a tree,
The branches shake above me
Monday 10th August 2015 1:29 pm
Morning comes but once a day
And that's enough for me.
I face each day without you,
Making do with misery.
Morning comes but once a day,
My punishment goes on,
For all the ways I hurt you
In the dark times dead and gone.
Morning comes but once a day,
And with it comes the light,
To show me what I know so well
That there's no end in sight....
Friday 3rd February 2012 8:48 pm
New poem! Also, if you want to read more things (maybe less poetry orientated - reviews etc) then go to my blog, here: http://haydenwritesthings.wordpress.com/
He takes actions,
holds them close to his
chest, feeling their weight
resting against his rib cage.
And the glasses come out
upside down, and sometimes
he rubs the inside with his
fingers to see if...
Friday 11th November 2011 1:13 am
TEN THOUSAND TEARS
Ten thousand tears are shed for ten thousand souls lost, taken by the sea after an act of war which took so many more, forever. In a world fraught by Man’s tyranny and bloodlust, a world was torn apart and both innocent and guilty were sent to heaven and hell. What does my generation think of it all, especially of Baltic events and tens of thousands dead? Is it a case of,...
Thursday 4th August 2011 2:37 pm