bitterness poems

Life | Mónika Tóth - Dive into the Depths of Contemporary Voices

Life | Mónika Tóth

Life…
It should be fill with joy
but when your heart is broken
there’s nothing to enjoy.
It should be fill with joy
but when your soul is broken
there’s nothing to enjoy.
Life is bitter..

Ten Years from Now | Jim Bellamy - Dive into the Depths of Contemporary Voices

Ten Years from Now | Jim Bellamy

Cold, grey city
with cold, grey faces,
hands in pockets,
eyes expressionless and pale.

Queues of resigned people,
standing years apart,
each one thinking thoughts
that the other can’t impart.

Five foolish girls
share a forbidden fag,
glancing over their shoulders
with stilettos in a bag.

And in ten years time,
when they have been moulded
into mature, married women,
they will stand

In queues of resigned people,
standing years apart
in their own allotted spaces,
choking in the dark.

More at https://jimbellamy.simplesite.com.

Life Is Bitter | Mónika Tóth - Dive into the Depths of Contemporary Voices

Life Is Bitter | Mónika Tóth

Life…
It should be fill with joy
but when your heart is broken
there’s nothing to enjoy.
It should be filled with joy
but when your soul is broken
there’s nothing to enjoy.
Life is bitter.

You'll Never Catch the Rescue Line… with Your Hands So Full of Grudges - A Poem by Paul Tristram - Dive into the Depths of Contemporary Voices

You'll Never Catch the Rescue Line… with Your Hands So Full of Grudges – A Poem by Paul Tristram

Saying goodbye to wilting love is one thing
but trying to let go of hatred
is agonizing and almost impossible.
You will need a strength and stamina
that is almost angelic and barbaric
at exactly the same time.
From a young lad I watched intently
its cancerous way
with once proud, handsome men
and beautiful, smiling women.
Broken shells and living ghosts
unable to shake off a bitter past
and move on
towards the light of a better tomorrow.
There is no future
if you live constantly facing yesteryear.
That self-imposed prison cell
keeps out everything except the shadows,
alcoholism and soul-destroying loneliness.

More at http://paultristram.blogspot.co.uk/.

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