"confussion" poems
You help me to recover in the state of confussion
In a room of uncertainty where things are all in blurry
The million thoughts in my mind
You gave me a reason to pour it down and inked it.
You'd shown me how clueless it will be if it is left stored
Maybe your touch told me to break the barriers
Because i read in your eyes a classic story
That made me realize that I can still made the most meaningful form of poetry.
You clean up the mess.
You've touched my heart through a very small spark,
Just as a flower blosoms after the winter
And the ship settle after the storm.
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 6:03 PM UTC
Look in to my eyes,
can you see what
I've seen?
Can you see the
Pain,
confussion,
stress,
hurt,
and
let down?
I've cried many tears,
I've stayed up alone
just sitting there in the
EMPTINESS.
I want to feel loved
and happy.
Not just ALONE and
DEPRESSED.
So why don't you save
me from this BREAKDOWN,
so i won't lose everything.....
once again.
TRUST me to be okay,
help me trough this
so I'm not just on my
OWN.
Let down, is what i will
fell along with pain and
hurt.
Feelings have no meaning
anymore.
I'm always sad, no REAL
smile crosses my lips.
This time it might be OVER.
I can't seem to win,
this war against...Myself.
So as time goes on i will
let go of
EVERYTHING
and
BREAKDOWN ON MY KNEES.
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 6:39 PM UTC
When I was a child, I began to build the wall.
And as I grew older, the wall became tall.
With confussion, sadness, loneliness, and dispair.
These were the bricks, that built my lair.
Nobody could ever know, the feelings that I kept.
I didn't even trust myself, during that time in which I slept.
The anger, distrust, fear, and guilt.
My foundation was strong, for this wall that was built.
I pushed everyone away, because of the shame I felt inside.
So I stayed behind my wall, and did my best to hide.
Then the years slowly passed, and now it is today.
I have hurt so many people, along the way.
The ones who have loved me, and tried to care.
Got there hearts ripped out, and it wasn't fair.
I had lost touch with myself, and it brings me to tears.
To remember the love, I have had through the years.
Oct 27, 2010
Oct 27, 2010 at 5:41 PM UTC
How can the world find
Everlasting peace for mankind?
Some think we can achieve this
By using our muscles and fists
Nations have tried using bombs
That billows like mushrooms,
Obliterating everything in its path
And giving the earth an atomic bath.
What has all of this brought,
What lessons has war taught?
If peace hasn't been realized
It's because love hasn't been exercised.
The world can't move
Without the power of love.
So let's be kind to one another,
And be our brothers keeper.
I don't care if it happens today
Or tomorrow or someday,
The world needs peace
And a dose of God's grace.
Not wars,it brings destruction.
Not any kind of confussion,
For it causes perpetual division.
For peace we saw the dissolution of the League Of Nations,
And the formation of the United Nations.
Yet still the world can't find a solution
To all the deaths and destruction.
If to our issues we can't find the resolutions ,
What kind of world will we leave our future generations?
#IvanBrooksPoetry©
7/22/2018
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 12:28 AM UTC
she decided to go far away from here
with her frustrated compassion
&endless confussion
by the way she's concerned of being proud,bold & strong
&lost in the heavy rain so magnatic&
charismatic member of the seasons
hey you fall!
teach me how to build
after falling& move on
when sun goes down
pulls me out of crowd
just let the rain
do it's show
playing piano
with the wet leaves
&let it go
by my sprit
Dec 1, 2018
Dec 1, 2018 at 6:46 AM UTC
my mind is a simultaneous contradictions
never a clear black and white
wrong and right
passed the daylight my mental agony is back
vicious cycle of fight
who will win
unnecessary anxiety or liberation of heart
back and forth
filled with guilt, doubt, confussion
motive: platonic intimacy restoring my balance
is it though?
is it platonic?
feels downright impossible to argue if I do not feel anything
these rush of joy everytime you're near
how I don't want anyone else to ever touch you
tonight when the moon is up
we'd escape with eachother again
Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 11:07 AM UTC
Here I am
in a place out of thoughts
Never in my immaginary
quarter of arrival
Tiny would defame
But small is more applicable
I now entered directly
And sat down on a bench
Confussion covered the all
place as people waved their
armpits to get attention.
so I stood awaiting for service
and went beyond vain.
more people poured in
like they were hired to gather
or ready for a show.
patiently I bore the pain
And my time came when
I was served.
Down I went eating with hunger
bit by bit
From the start I was impatient
and now couldnt stand having
a plate defeat Me.
soon forth I began to juggle
and the taste was private
for me to tell......
The food projected the value
of the place, tiny with value
no wonder people merged to be here
By my departure I appreciated
sweetness in the small nature
and now live to tell the wonders born
in that direction.
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 6:00 AM UTC
I'm scared to death of the feeling
I get when I can no longer feel my mind
taking off into space
and leaving colorful trails of stars and tears
We're hiding so much
and there's so much pain
so I come to that place when my mind
feels amazingly blind to memory
and I'm floating in this superficial
atmosphere I've made for myself
Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 2:59 PM UTC
As I lay here tonight gazing upon my ceiling
I lie awake & think of you.
Remembering our every great memory shared,
the time you kissed, cuddled, and played with my hair. The way you'd make me feel
& how you make me feel now....
You were always good at coming & going but please stay and decide this time.
I do not think my heart can bare anymore torture from your confussion.
I wish you were all mine, sadly you wont ever let yourself be.
You hold a special place in my heart and have a bond with me that can't ever be torn apart.
So, just know that my heart yearns for you... it always has it always will.
Jan 18, 2013
Jan 18, 2013 at 5:03 AM UTC
Am rendered helpless in a battle to save the restless.
Upon them i cry as my strength wiggles the chains curfing them
Desparate for their freedom u stood in the agony of self sacrifice
I have much more to gain than loose
They are jailed to insanity of hopelessness,i save them in a confussion of passioned hope of possibility
Who will apart from me, one with a heart baked by an incubator, the one big one that carrys carries pains and joys for all met and amended.
Am not from here neither from within,am from afar the place you know closest. The highest of peaks to the far of east in echos and north to never return to misery
The cable of transmission for a life you hope for, the road for those who choose the paths guided from above.
Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 8:25 AM UTC
There you were
With your heart and mind in confussion
There I was
With a bunch of red rose
Pretending each petal describes my Passion that I couldn't compose
Staying up all night long
Writing epigrams and haikus
Maybe we're far apart
But not at heart
It's too dreamy
Not to think once about it
Looking at the river
Can't stand the vibration
I'm incapable to express it
Cause
I feel like I'm a foreigner in Love Land!
May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 11:26 AM UTC
Be as You Are Friend!
Confuscius
Not To Be Mixed with
Confussion
Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 2:02 PM UTC