#unsatisfied poems on Hello Poetry

sked Jun 2016

Easy answer to a simple problem
Raise my hands and scratch the **** thing
But then again, why should I have to?
Why must I immediately raise my hands to scratch my itchy nose?

Is it because the itch is caused by a parasitic alien?
Hellbent in destroying my body by tickling my prickly nose hairs?
And thus if I scratch my nose I would rid myself of said parasite?
No no no, the idea of such a thing is of the utmost absurdity

The most logical answer is that I must rid myself of discomfort
Discomfort: Quite a word indeed to one that lives well
Where I can sit comfortably on a couch in an air conditioned house
And I can still find something that causes discomfort

Perhaps after I rid myself of this infernal discomfort
I shall go to the kitchen and make myself a lovely roast
With some scallion potatoes on the side with green beans
And then rub uncomfortably on the chair because my ******* itches

#love #hate #pain #sadness #happiness #suffering #comfort #unsatisfied #satisfaction #granted

Karan Feb 2016

Fire

The fire inside my belly
Doesnt let me sleep one night
And when i try to put it out
It gets bigger & bigger inside

It slowly tries to reach my mind
Flaming new dreams with time
And when i ask for peace
I can see the only end

It craves for passion and desires
They're like the wind to its lungs
No matter how hard you preach them
Still one day you will be left to burn

And when that day comes to meet us
When we'll have stopped to look for answers
That morning you wont see the sun rise from
We will all be just ash; left with no more questions

#fire #inside #unsatisfied #constantthoughts

Pardeep Jan 2016

Unsatisfied Hunger

They want more.
Even after you gave them your best.
But you do not refuse.
Feeding their hunger with pieces of yourself
until their is nothing left of you.
They leave unsatisfied,
hunting for their next prey.

#love #poem #poetry #life #yourself #believe #live #pieces #hunger #unsatisfied

Aaliyah Jul 2015

dreams

My mom asks me, why is it
that I sleep so much
She questions if I think reality is good enough

I don't have the courage to tell her that
I prefer dreams
And I can't seem to muster up
the right words to say

reality is exhausting
and all I do is feel

I feel everything
whether intensely
passionately
and I don't know how much longer
I can take these emotions gnawing at my tongue
Or if I handle the scratching in the back of my throat
begging me to say how I truly feel

And I know better then to tell her
that in my dreams
are where I can meet
up with you

This fantasy
A timeless taunting
vision
of you and I
together

At least in dreams

I won't be tortured by the inability to touch you
I pull you in
tightly
as your willing to be swallowed
immersed
I'd be submissive to your touch

At least in dreams

I can listen to your heart beat
as you listen to mine
and my heart frantically drums at my rib cage
just from the thought of you
beside me

In dreams I can even leave small peaks
along your collar bone

I can intertwine our trembling fingers
and
leave
lazy traces
of me
over your flesh

At least in dreams

I can swallow your enchanting sighs
with our mingling lips
then use my fingertips
to study the rise and fall
of your hips

In my dreams
I will use my tongue to write poetry
permanently
along your satisfied skin

I know that in dreams
there's a chance

you'll love me.

(a rough draft) Thanks for reading!

#love #dreams #longing #chance #unsatisfied

Kara Jean Nov 2014

Good Morning

It’s 2:24 and it’s raining sand to clog up eyes and put this house to sleep.
The wind rocks the foundation as the windows crack and yawn.
My spine feels the shudder as the walls give in and surrender to the night.
It’s 2:27 and I’m awake in the bare skeleton, left alone to converse
with the breath of a ghost that once held hopes of a happy home.
Oh, if I could get outside these walls.
Yank me from my human state.
Let the night turn me into dust so that I may ride the winds of change,
because even false hope is better than none.
Let birds build nests from my ribs, let rabbits gnaw on my arms.
Send my heart out to the ocean
(oh, to be an ocean)
Let the fish thrive in my hair.
But do leave my spine to congeal into this skeleton wall,
so part of me may remain to comfort those I leave behind.
It’s 2:43 and I’m giving myself over to encompassing black.
So long, dearie.

#freedom #death #sleep #good #night #no #morning #unsatisfied #release

Noel Aug 2014

Tick Tock

I'm stuck with this gun that I hold to my head, my finger on the trigger feels as heavy as lead.

It's not death that I want but my freedom to return
I work as a slave given nothing to learn.

I swallow my pride, I **** it right up
like a ***** on the street who gets nothing but ******.

Is this what life's supposed to be all about
wasting away not to figure it out?

It's not that I'm lazy but why be depressed
working somewhere I hate just to feel this stressed?

If you think it takes courage to be a simple tool
then you've already been blinded like a brainwashed fool.

Money is a trap, It'll steer your life to fear
in the hopes of small fortunes where your lives will disappear.

Time is precious, where you spend it's who you are, as the clock keeps ticking decide where you will leave your scar.

I dislike my day job at the Ford plant...

#life #time #real #believe #work #struggle #waste #unsatisfied

Chalsey Wilder Aug 2014

Greed

There will always be someone who's greedy
Who will do wrong just to fill it
Greed can never be filled, it can never be satisfied or sated
It will always be a gapping neverendding hole that demands to be filled with empty things
Greed will take anything
Money, drugs, ***, power
Anything
It won't ever be filled
No matter how much you give
It will always take up everything
*It will even take your soul

Fun huh?

#drugs #power #*** #greedy #everything #money #greed #unsatisfied #take #unsated