"unsatisfied" poems
I need something to fill this
void,
So I will beg for your
figure
And I will take to try and fill this empty
insatiable
inquietude
But still I am still greeted with empty hands
and
dejection
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 1:36 AM UTC
An adrift mind when your gaze meets mine
Yes I see it,
Those stealthy glances when the wind caresses
Yes I see it,
There is something in you waiting to come out
Yes I see it,
The contemplation between back to chest or chest to chest
Yes I see it,
The constant struggle with ****** renunciation
Yes I see it,
Desire unsatisfied devours the desirer
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 11:10 PM UTC
I was never looking into you
I was only pouring an image of myself onto your canvas
Of course I didn’t know
it was me looking into me
this was the mirage of my desire
always in the shape of a question mark
and you
a sweeping mystery
oozing something toeing the peculiar line between *** and titanium (cold, edgy, sharp - trembling
between pain and principle
like blazer and tie
or more like halfway-unbuttoned-shirt-and-slacks on-with-no-tie
(it was like you were making an effort!))
It was ***
but it also wasn’t ***
(I am empty
I am full)
I keep building up and up and up
all these images in my Mind
(which never shuts up)
(a never-ending narrative
She spins and spins and succumbs
only in those rare and passing circumstances)
constructing people like buildings
only the scaffolding is imaginary and when
the architecture folds in on itself
soulless
and my beloved figurines come toppling down on me
why do I still get so surprised
so stung
so lonely in that
hollow and distant way
(like your Mind is echoing
in on
Itself)?
My Mind is like quicksand
devouring streams of memory with ease
forever unsatisfied and craving more of the same
sharp edges and all
praying for a satiation in some distant future
She knows will never come
Only here
in this tiny universe
can I spell out anything resembling rationality
from the mess and junk and tangled tendrils of my Mind
Only here
can I extract bits and pieces of thoughts
and try to puzzle them together
until they make sense
until I can separate “Me” from “Reality"
And what doesn’t make sense
what I need to understand
is why I feel so beset
with this heavy magnetism that
overpowers me to the point of
paralysis
(with little to no room for breathing)
and why it was you
who pushed me into this feeling
and you
who is still pulling me along
far past the threshold of my resistance
and I am done
and it stings
Sep 13, 2018
Sep 13, 2018 at 12:51 PM UTC
as you gazed upon the roses, beautiful, blooming wide,
exposing themselves for your eyes alone, petals scattered,
you spoke to me. unsatisfied.
strewed their precious worth across the dull pavement,
i began to wonder.
if i truly burst open for you, would i suffer the same fate?
if each of my petals shed away, one by one, revealing a bare stem, would my beauty remain?
every rose wilts with time.
as you looked upon the sunset, magnificent, drooping low,
dipping beneath the horizon with a final display of light, heavens shimmering,
you spoke to me. unaffected.
swiped the bristles of a blackened brush across its fading glow,
i cannot help but wonder.
if i began to fade, would your starlight illuminate my beaten path?
or would you only cast a sheet of unforgiving darkness over my vibrant, faltering hues?
every sunset fades to night.
Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 11:31 PM UTC
Man needs little to endure life's hardships
Gold, silver, and jewels plunder a man's soul
Water, food, shelter, and companionship
Despite life's conquests, must remain the goal
Water quenches what possessions cannot
A custom carriage fails as a life source
Nor does it quench when August days grow hot
Nor nourish folks when seasons fall off course
Look for umbrage, safety from barren land
Shelter to the pains of nature denied
Yet, man's elemental resource reigns man
The shipwrecked, fed and quenched, unsatisfied
Possessions, wealth, and even basic need
Can't provide the nourishment humans bleed
Jan 23, 2013
Jan 23, 2013 at 8:34 PM UTC
Dancing rainbows heckle the sun.
Jealous that everything orbits the star.
Grateful that the Sól of the universe contributes to their existence but they curse in silence...
Appearing unannounced and bringing smiles on rainy days by ironically displaying multicoloured frowns.
Holding grudges over sunsets.
Plotting against sunrise,
Conspiring with the night.
Unsatisfied with it's mere moments of glory.
Still whispering silent thank you's
Bipolar rainbows.
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 10:29 AM UTC
**All my life I’ve been searching for something more
Something missing; an emptiness down in my core
And I didn’t know what I was looking for**
Searching the Earth for to fill my need
Sloth and envy and pride, jealousy lust and greed
Money, popularity, status, possessions; the life I lead
**All my life I’ve been searching for something more
Something missing; an emptiness down in my core
And I didn’t find what I was looking for**
Looking for love in all the wrong places
Never one to stay for long in any case
Living life at a breakneck pace
**All my life I’ve been searching for something more
Something missing; an emptiness down in my core
And I couldn’t find what I was looking for**
Leaving me hungrier; wholly unsatisfied
Nothing helped. There wasn’t one thing I hadn’t tried
So elusive it was: true happiness and joy I was denied
**All my life I’ve been searching for something more
Something missing; an emptiness down in my core
But I wouldn’t find what I was looking for**
The world had nothing left for me; I gave up hope
And at the bottom of a very steep and slippery slope
Nowhere left to run and ready to die.
**All my life I’ve been searching for something more
Something missing; an emptiness down in my core
And I never found what I was looking for…**
Down to me came a rope. Taking that rope my life changed forever that day
The light in my dark, show me the right way
What happened I couldn’t really say.
**All my life I’ve been searching for something more
Something missing; an emptiness down in my core
And I might have found what I’ve been looking for**
I still fall and lose my way. God knows I’m not perfect
It’s a long hard road, but God believes I’m worth it
And I know you have a plan for me. Still not sure where I fit
**All my life I’ve been searching for something more
Something missing; an emptiness down in my core
And I think I found what I’ve been looking for**
Life giving water, sustaining bread, and solid ground
Love, joy, and peace. New life I see all around
What I’ve always been looking for, I’ve finally found
**All my life I’ve been searching for something more
Something missing; an emptiness down in my core
And I (Finally) found what I’m looking for!**
Thank You Jesus!
AMEN
Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 11:59 AM UTC
They get excited over the waves flowing when I walk by.
They look so weak
And I feel so strong
But then it’s all the same
I feel like this makeup is warpaint and my short dress sometimes turns into armor.
Honestly
I would wash over the world with my waters and crush buildings with the wind at my command.
But I can’t
Instead I have a flute playing wonderful songs and all these boys follow me into the ocean.
To drown
While I lay there unsatisfied
Mar 24, 2013
Mar 24, 2013 at 9:15 PM UTC
I cannot have her,
Though I dream of her soft touch.
Can't, won't, forever.
Her skin, forbidden,
I crave to taste her sweet neck.
No, I can't and won't.
Her innocent kiss,
Our lips meet, my heart melting.
Lips, so far away.
Her body and mine,
Can never be intertwined,
Hers pressed against mine.
Eyes closed, mouth open,
She moans with desire, passion;
Writhing from ******
Her skin against mine,
Tangled bodies become one,
Yet this is not real.
This life, so unfair,
Desires left unsatisfied.
She'll never be mine.
Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 7:29 PM UTC
I am not sorry for my soul
That it must go unsatisfied,
For it can live a thousand times,
Eternity is deep and wide.
I am not sorry for my soul,
But oh, my body that must go
Back to a little drift of dust
Without the joy it longed to know.
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The world watched as Hope entangled itself around the minds of the willing.
They watched as Justice took its first breath as the seed that sprung from Freedom's *****
An illegitimate child of chaos,born a burden to a crutched nation.
The world looked away as dozens of corpses piled up into skyscrapers.
Skyscrapers,for eagles to perch and nest their wealth over spilt blood.
Forgiveness was wrapped around the mouths of the unsatisfied.
Muted screams of those whose hearts were set ablaze with vengeance.
Hushed down by Nelson Mandela's words of healing over wounds of discrimination.
Now up and about,a nation on its feet,embarking on this journey of union and peace.
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 7:29 PM UTC
As I sigh, I pat my pockets
And search for an old friend.
Seeking comfort and consolation
In someone I know all too well.
A pure white cigarette with a cotton filter.
I place it in my mouth and light the end.
A familiar greeting. A firm handshake.
Then we begin our conversation.
I take a long drag from my dear old friend.
He pats me on the back.
He tells me that I will be okay.
He gives me the strength that I lack.
Another long puff with a cough at the end.
Five minutes of my life that I'll never get back.
Five minutes of life taken from me,
In exchange for a glimmer of solace.
Holding my friend, I take a deep breath.
Inhaling the oxygen I need.
Then I fill my lungs with smoke.
As I feel the comfort slipping away.
My friend is gone; my friend is done.
I flick his remains away.
Although he is gone, he will soon return.
Helping my body decay.
My solace has disappeared.
I'm back to the way that I felt before.
My former feelings, now magnified.
Leaving me unsatisfied.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 5:01 AM UTC
To think i actually cared at one point.
It's pathetic, you've always been that.
Like a child scraping their knee, talking about booboos for days.
To say i loved you at one point.
It's pathetic.
The word i love most because it describes anything we had once.
The word, who's face so stunningly glorious.
You laugh and smile in my presence.
At the thought of me?
At the thought of someone who actually cared for you?
Is pathetic.
I despise your prensence.
Sickness
The Plague you spread.
Death
The love i had
Caring
The things unsaid
Loving
Never to be done again
You
A Thing i experienced.
You're lost love.
I'm sorry that things went to hell.
Because this Thing that i feel isn't burning desire anymore.
Nor is it hatred.
It's nothing, an empty pit of darkness with one ray of glancing light.
I asked someone how you're doing today.
I looked for you today to give you the mix i held onto.
So **** me?
Maybe you should think about the way you go through people.
The way you go through life
So unsatisfied.
I'm not going to have anymore idiotic "Poem Wars"
I have eyes to see.
You needed
You need
more
love
care
pain
and everything i couldn't stand to give.
My sanity is back.
I realize, i didn't Love you.
Honestly,
I just think.
Honestly,
I just liked your music and your thighs.
Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
Lazy day why oh why did you have to stop by?
Tired, sleepy, reluctant too, having absolutely nothing to do.
Your bed calls, drowsily you fall.
Nap time doesn't help at all.
Boredom chips slowly away at the long and dreary day.
Unsatisfied with your toys today brings no joy.
Hours pass slowly by finally you say goodbye
To that awful lazy day that happened by your way.
Oct 15, 2010
Oct 15, 2010 at 2:33 PM UTC
It's as though through letting ideas slip away into nothingness
I've died countless times:
unrealised, unfulfilled, unsatisfied.
Their last scream of agony devoid of substance,
reverberates through me,
Reminding me that
I've neglected to death that which could've filled me.
I sit alone quietly watching,
An ego of sand trickles down
each grain a like on a tweet, a seen video.
Aren't they really smart? The people who make these things?
Promised to make me golden,
And I am, indeed.
Just as cold and saleable as that.
NO no,
I keep trying to claw my way out.
It's taking too long, why isn't it working?
Hands getting weaker?
Nails dulling out?
Or maybe I've never had anything sharp on myself to begin with.
The worst is that I'm not alone in this
And most of you seem content.
Living being made to obey
With grains of dopamine being thrown around
as we dance to catch each in our mouths.
Not much different from these poor animals at the circus.
Let's cut this short.
Aim big and don't expect a praise or prize soon after you start.
People aren't brands and brands aren't people.
Let's learn to enjoy the ride more than the destination.
Good luck, I believe in me,
I believe in you.
Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 9:58 AM UTC
A powerful euphoric sensation rushes to my brain when I inhale the crack ******* leaving me appalled for twenty one seconds to contemplate a super rush of dopamine into my central nervous system that hits me immediately an intense pleasant sensation is felt with a overly joyful feeling. The rush lasts about 2-5 minutes then slowly begins to come down I start to feel a slight paranoia then an uncomfortable feeling sets in midway to the euphoric high and after 10 minute mark I start to crave to repeat the powerful high. Like a thunderbolt energizing my whole body and rushing thoughts come crashing down at the 15 minute mark I begin to feel unsatisfied with myself wanting to repeat the vicious cycle all over again. Once I hit 20 minutes I feel like a cheap ***** who's been used and abused by the drug itself and this feeling of restlessness and dysphoria sets in leaving me once again alone and feeling slightly discontent. **** where can I get more hard again and there I once again start talking to myself creating fictitious illments and materializing maladies. That is chasing the Great White Dragon in a state of misery and despair. I was hooked but now am healed thru the 12 steps and the Grace of Almighty God. I am now 40 days clean and sober...I am sincere and certain not to pick up this again for if I do I'll will ruin my life or better yet put me in a casket. By the Grace of Adonai I praise thee for saving this wretched addict. Now and forevermore in debt with the Lord. Amen!
May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 1:26 AM UTC
m*any days I feel it isn't worth it
it is better I end it
I just do not fit
right
Small disappointments
unfilled expectations
make my daily lessons
I am no longer surprised
gifted with so many unused liberties
armed with many facilities
having all basic amenities
why still unsatisfied?
my thirst for what?
but compare it to so many of them
where do my problems stand
should my opinions even matter
God still has to hear my many complaints
every other day
No wonder he doesn't listen,
I wouldn't too.
Blessed with so much
wasted it all
on being this bitter self I hate
my present state draws the ugly future
and the only cure
is to feel gratitude
on the things I still have
on my conscience who still cares*.
Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 2:07 PM UTC
*take me to your serenity..
so you feel joy in the deserted ..
give me a privilege and a name ..
in order to reign in your heart and in it excite plump body ..
can't run and hide from the conscience ..
could not bear the will of passion flame ..
the soul has long been frozen and can't be extinguished to felt ..
i want to give a bear hug to a small shoulder and crushing the faithfully ..
creeps passionate embrace your body with longing coals ..
kissing your thin lips deeply until it burn your desire..
**** your tongue wild until unsatisfied romance ..
licking strong passion in your chest until bubbling subsided ..
shake your wild fantasy to spoiling you with endless fondling ..
your night is ocean impression that never fade..
wading and paddling memories together ..
beautiful, warm and whole in your arms..*
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hadirkan aku dalam heningmu
agar tenang engkau dalam sepi..
beri aku sebuah gelar dan nama..
agar dapat kubertahta dalam hatimu dan berkuasa dalam tubuhmu..
tak dapat nurani untuk berlari sembunyi..
tak sanggup kodrati diri memikul rasa..
lama jiwa itu membeku dan padam hingga tak sempat merasa..
inginku peluk hingga remuk pundak kecil kesetiaanmu..
mendekap gigil gairah tubuhmu dengan bara kerinduan..
melumat tuntas gelisah bibir tipismu hingga bergetar lunglai..
menghisap liar asmara lidahmu hingga terpuasi..
merengguk hasrat peluhmu yang berjatuhan hingga terpulasi..
menggagahi kencang gairah didadamu hingga membuncah surut..
menyetubuhi manjamu dengan cumbuan tak berkesudahan..
malammu adalah samudra kesan tak berpudar..
mengarungi kenangan dan mengayuh kebersamaan..
indah, hangat dan luruh dalam dekapan..
Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 7:11 PM UTC
It was a tenacity
She was emptying her bowl of pasta
As he looks unsatisfied
At what exactly?
The dim lights of the restaurant
Or his formal attire of
perfect fitted suit and trousers
Or could it be
The discontented taste of wine
or perhaps his unfinished steak
But what baffles her was
He found everything menial
A display in the trophy section
Just a casual glance in the art gallery
She was just something
He just found aesthetic
May 26, 2023
May 26, 2023 at 12:54 AM UTC
Today I feel like today is not real,
As if my reality has flipped and now spins like a wheel
Up and down, sideways and backways
How long have I been here?
A minute? An hour? perhaps a few days?
This reality ***** like the thumb of a child
Looking for comfort, forever beguiled
It makes me feel lonely like a knot in a tree
So different from others, there's no one like me
I sit here in this third dimension
Forgotten
Alone
With a desperate need for attention
unsatisfied, unknown
Nobody sees things in the light that I see
My light shines bright, opening the lock with my key
I notice that I feel this reality quite often
Like holding a thousand pounds of ambition
With no courage to soften
Like a wrecking ball of abuse is strangling me like a noose
Like a straight jacket of hope is grabbing me by the throat!
Like a blaze full of sadness so viscous and angry!
This life feels like all that and more,
Pretty much
Mainly
There's some feelings here that cannot be put into words
Ambiguous like art, quick fleeting like birds
They rush through my mind fast like a subway train
but they hurt no matter what, deep in my heart and my veins
This reality stinks, like a soldiers wet feet
full of post traumatic stress
my minds naked, undressed
I need hope, i need help, I need something to eat,
preferably a meal of woman's love,
gentle & sweet
I'll sit in my reality, waiting for something to come round'
Maybe just one smile, perhaps many! Leaping towards me in bounds!
Maybe a whole slew of "you can's" and "no need to frown"'s
Till then I still go backways and sideways, on my wheel of Up Downs
Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 9:18 PM UTC
From the moment your born, roll on death.
Alcoholics Unsatisfied sit round in a circle,
soft acquitting eyes passively flow in direction
left and right, never direct nor convicting
always looking out but focused on the void inside.
The moment you step, doomed to fall
Your childhood you say, you weren’t breastfed
Daddy used to drink, its in the blood
the ****** horror that shook the house down
now stands at the door, dormant and waiting
From the moment you speak, its already over.
The excuses rolled out like sludge about you
And your running on empty, just fumes, exhale
Breathe in shame, disgust and self-loathing
These places always polluted with that smell
From the moment you kiss, you know you've lost something
Sit, relax, help yourself to a drink
Plastic cups, plastic chairs, plastic coffee
your marrow may be exposed
but rest assured we, the faceless, nameless few, are here to help.
From the moment you drink, your released.
May 27, 2013
May 27, 2013 at 3:26 AM UTC
It's a shame how you must have aspired me to become the child you always wanted
in the months and days before I was born,
before reality had its chance to construct the person I would become.
when the happy news was first heard of a new child in a new world,
who would be brave and cheerful and kind
and above all sporty,
the kind that would make an impression,a born leader and dutiful follower
a proud patron of the family name.
We would have much in common and I would remind you of yourselves
at such an impressionable age
and I would achieve all you had hoped for.
But perhaps this is the great tragedy that parents stumble upon in this constant letdown of a life.
You were lucky that I was an easy child,never keeping you up at night and never causing trouble,
but the fact that I was lazy,introspective,morbid,
cowardly,unattentive,unhelpful,bookish,obsessive,
uninvolving and unsatisfied
made me realise how much I must have let you down.
I sigh too much,I read too much,I'm so full full of sarcasm that I cannot take anything seriously,
I never want to be the focus of attention,I never eat enough,I dont care about trends,
I dont care if people comprehend me.
I must be impossible to love.
Thats why I have decided to never have children.
They could never be what I would expect of them.
I could never love someone who I was ultimately responsible for,
someone who I could indoctrinate into my own idea of happiness.
Jun 28, 2012
Jun 28, 2012 at 2:53 PM UTC
I lay here
Wide awake
Like I slept all day
Which I did
Knowing I can't be upset
I knew this would happen
Who am I kidding
I knew it would end the same
The same ****** way
That makes me want to cry
Run and hide in a deep dark whole
Far away from this bed
Where promises were made
Where I thought I was close
But I guess I lied
Said it to make you feel good
Once again shouldering the pain
So now I lay here.
Wide awake
Unsatisfied and confused
Trying to decide who to blame
My over thinking mind
Or wonderful perfect you.
Sep 10, 2012
Sep 10, 2012 at 2:35 AM UTC
Roses aren’t always red,
People just like to tell us they are
The grass isn’t always greener,
But we hope to ourselves that it is.
Preconceived notions
Stuck in our heads
Leave us confused at the end of the day.
Romantic ideals leave us unsatisfied
When things don’t turn out the way we thought.
Pain can be beautiful too, a more tangible emotion
Everyone knows pain and has felt it for themselves
Not everyone has felt true love, or even common sense
Some paint a picture of grandiose and harmony,
When the world only seeks chaos and dissonance.
Worst of all we lie to ourselves
Make believe that things are all right
When all we need is a reality check
And someone to stay through the night
We need to take the world for what it is
And nothing less or more
To see all the emotions, the good and the bad
And drink till you can’t feel no more.
Mar 16, 2012
Mar 16, 2012 at 1:36 AM UTC