#desolation poems on Hello Poetry

to be determined Aug 2018

title

how does one write
M-E-L-A-N-C-H-O-L-Y
without stopping to wash their hands?

mel·an·chol·y
noun

a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause.

#cafard #gloom #desolation #melancholia #lugubrious #disconsolate #glum #morose #woeful

Brianna Duffin Feb 2018

DESOLATE

Depth of the gray evening
Envelops the lone wolf child who wanders through it
Slowly making her way up the river, careful of the damp moss on the cobblestone path
Only looking up from the ground to gaze upon the stars
Looking to the constellations for guidance, unafraid of what surrounds her
All she really knows is the cold and the dark and the stars
Tips fading as they emanate from the center point
Even as dreams fade with outward pushes, the stars fade as the light moves. And she moves.

#desolation #city #night #alone

Stella Jan 2018

5:00 AM

Brushing the hour of dawn
Bare legs exposed to cold air
Tripping on a weathered brick
Skin raptured and red seeping
"Oh! How convenient idiocy was.
Sometimes it got you before you even could."

Only the little thing would know
The way her golden eyes watched on
as the clown wobbled in, one hand stretched out over it's own mess
No one got it quite like her
'One fascinating creature pretending to be whole, paying no heed to the cracks'

#night #blood #desolation

anotherdream Jan 2018

Afraid

Afraid of staying up too late,
Only half of the bed always awake.
Afraid of pain that haunts me daily,
When I’m full of joy and tired of saying,

“Help me out, hear all my words.”
“Show me your love, show me your worth.”
Afraid of the effects of waiting too long,
Afraid of how I’m ultimately wrong,

When I tell her my feelings,
And realize they’re only nothing.
Afraid of opinions and ultimately running,
Never to experience the lost, feel the shunning.

Afraid of lying to myself,
Never knowing of the wealth,
Following with pure confidence.
Leaving my brain to rot, to be haunted.

Afraid of my empty body lying,
Filling the bed with tears of my crying.
Afraid of looking up and not at her face,
Overflowing with rain, abundant with grace.

Afraid of losing to death,
Replying with no instead of yes.
Afraid of actions, afraid of myself,
Holding the cards that I shouldn’t have dealt.

Afraid of smoke and fire,
Filling my lungs, igniting my wires.
Afraid of depravity attached with debt.
All my love was lost long ago when I bet,

Everything I had and now is forever gone,
Afraid of desolation after completing my song.
Afraid of breaking free after the storm,
Only to realize love is nevermore.

Afraid of the cruelty, afraid of the pain,
Making mistakes but having no gain.
Afraid of gas, afraid of the flame,
Poisoning wrath, scorching rain.

Afraid of destined deception,
Losing sight, losing perception.
Not expecting achievement,
Not searching for perfection.

Why is fear so powerful?

#afraid #fear #wrong #smoke #desolation #love #brain #lying #death #gone

E Jan 2018

Anthem.

Bow to the flags that wave in the wind
Swear your souls to the country that never dies
Morality is a curse; that present we've sinned
Destruction of the flower that ever so tries

Stand up before the trumpets that beckon your name
May we look before the land that shows a desolate fate
The ultimate replacement of joy is fame
So forget your body at the field; it's already too late

Let this be our anthem against the enemies of good
And do not feel sorry for a little bloodshed
You'd rather be living than with the dead
Replicating peace is something nobody ever could.

#peace #warfare #destruction #anthem #desolation

Jonathan Finch Dec 2017

THE FROGS ARE CROAKING, KATHARINE

I sat under the quiet trees all the restless afternoon,
Dreaming of what had been and never more could be:
Bitten the clouds, the declining canopy of air
Weary with insects weary with bats.
Black days black nights.
The benches of the dead set out, the dining dead.
At eight I rose, bitten the clouds,
A dog barked dead and long
Down the river of dead sights.
The thistle over which the dead goldfinch dreams of seeds;
The crimson road that marks the accident.
In courts, in currencies of plenty, wherever you are,
Do you hear the frogs croak, “Katharine”?

#love #loss #desolation #anger #blackness #blankness #dislike #sadness #dream

Kellin Nov 2017

Desolation

My eyes roll back
As the world fades.
I
exhale desolation,
And let my phone die just like the feelings inside me.

#**** #love #depression #desolation #sadness #breakups #hate

Acina Joy Sep 2017

Torment

Blood boils over the chalice
in an insurmountable quantity,
pouring straight through the cracks,
spilling on the concrete and it stays,
dried like the Sahara, waiting for it to be scraped
off into non-existence

But it's torment to stare,
to remember the flitting thoughts
that refrain the calm to get back

Adamant to get over our Achilles heel,
striking the bruised flesh over and over
on a wall in detriment of our anger
Persistent to stand still on its feet,
to knock us over and over again

A breathing torso, has a defended chest
Guards are held up around the beast
Confined in a cage that turns brittle to
the eternities that pass by, and it crumbles

We crumble.
It's torment to think about it and not
to let it in.

nonsense into the early morning of late September

#anger #destruction #desolation #blood #pandemonium

Poetic T Sep 2017

Upon The Creases Of Gaia

Her sleep is sullen, gently does she move
the garments that adorn her.
Creases forming over time,
ridges adorning her higher reaches.

Upon these elevations does life cling,
majestic in its existence.
Beauty hides in grace and a thirst
for survival. upon high there is
No good or evil only life.

Upon the highest reaches of this breathing
world, where breath is far and in-between.
You will find a place of wonder and desolation,
each in harmony. Life is death and existence
is but a moment passing within creases..

#mountian #moments #life #creases #desolation

Acina Joy Sep 2017

Cold

her fingers are numb
thinking of touching him
not because of how cold he was to her,
but because the warmth was never for them
in the first place.

-and she's still cold

#cold #loss #love #pain #desolation #loneliness