Dejection Poems

Dejection poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of dejection poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on dejection are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Feathers To Spare

Feathers To Spare elegy

Like a moth to a burning flame, I keep getting burnt One feather at a time. I wonder how many more I can burn. Ask me my favourite colour And I’ll tell you It’s the colour of cinder just before

Poems containing references to : Dejection

Mixed Blessings

Mixed Blessings ode

Call me time and again an incurable romantic. accuse me offensively of revering unrealism. laugh at me heartlessly for I over-idealize you. or just leave me forlorn, if I’m gallingly tractable. but I’ve a warm, not weak, heart. I sincerely

The Hidden Someone

The Hidden Someone short poem

You are a lovely girl, Someone as beautiful as a pearl. Hidden behind that timid, shy and reserved attitude, Is someone so opposite to her solitude. You wait for that one chance, Where you can take your life’s better glance.

Signs Of Wounds

Signs Of Wounds short poem

Signs of wounds Her house is there on a circus And there my heart and head in fuss In winter boiled eggs I enjoy In summer sweet curd supplies a boy My longing is only to see her Pretences movement

Tears

Tears elegy

Tears, the salt of our soul, overflow Between life and death, recalling sweet Memories and dreams of the past, Flushing out from eyes, cleaning dejection And depression, to rejoice fulfillment, With battles, hazards and agony we had. Recalled my old

Let’s Be Positive

Lets Be Positive long poem

so, like always, morning comes and brings with it news none browses but the pages sit still on the table, irate indifferent we go about our lives, erase the outline we spied, out of the corner of our eye on

Adrian The Great, Canto 1

Adrian The Great, Canto 1 long poem

The Argument The first canto proposes the entire subject matter through the first few lines, where is stated the tragic plight of those English people that went against Hades, the then wicked monarch of England, who, for the proclamation of

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Fraught Grapple

Fraught Grapple short poem

Now nearly at the cusp of finding logic to the dare With expended all vigor and resources in despair Past forte banked upon has since proven wrong Head though persistent heart tells to move along Most of earlier envisaged is

Invisible

Invisible prose poem

Can you see me? As I lie vulnerable on the rigid floor with you? Can you feel the fear that radiates from my trembling body? The piercing cries echoing in my mind are deafening, but my voice has lost it’s

Mother Nature’s Child

Mother Natures Child short poem

As she gazes from the eyes Of heaven’s Exquisite disbelief She recognizes her mother In nature’s beauty And she pauses to reflect On the tears she provides As rain, nurturing The lives of the All And finds such inexplicable Purity

Moon

Moon short poem

Gleaming and shining with a mesmerizing light; peeping through my window at night, Oh playful, delightful and lucid moon, I cannot play with you, hide away soon! Disappear amidst the clouds carefree moon; Put off your glaring shine now soon,

When I’m Gone

When Im Gone elegy

Struggle is life’s way of strengthening it… yet because of it I’m stuck in a bottomless pit. Everything’s gone, truly nobody left… a few that once cared now all think I’m a pest. All that was left was a tiny

Bitter Pill To Swallow

Bitter Pill To Swallow long poem

This is a bitter pill to swallow Knowing you are not here and out of sight All I do is sit and wallow Since you went away the whole world feels dull and grey I would do anything to have

One Moment’s Disaster

One Moments Disaster short poem

On one cloudy afternoon, the rumbling thunder along with the flashes of lightening, piercing cracked walls of a house in burning, cows died and fried, a school-girl fainted and the earth is washed out by heavy downpour.. A chubby charming

The Glow Before The Sunset

The Glow Before The Sunset prose poem

”Au revoir” , said the Sun with a smile Sliding down the western horizon Painted in gold and crimson all over Richer than ever in its glamour My gaze followed it till the moment It was no longer visible on

My Mind Is Going To Blind

My Mind Is Going To Blind short poem

my mind is going to blind But It still working till night No tension, no mention It is still can surprise you ee My mind is going to blind Whatever go over It don’t mention more It don’t think that

Life – A Drama

Life   A Drama short poem

I was send to the ‘Cradle’ of earth To perform the ‘Drama’ of life The set was ready, co-actors too. I felt easy to play my role As my character had hardly anything to do Years flew by; I too

Pure White

Pure White short poem

Pure white I cannot fathom the multi-hues you hide within yourself On a baby swathed in white you take on the colour of innocence and joy On a pious man you are coloured with selflessness On a doctor you take

Questions

Questions short poem

What is it that is missing? What is it that is changing? What is and is not worth saying? What prices are worth paying? Who will be here tomorrow? Who won’t be here tomorrow? Who out there is faking pity

Hope

Hope short poem

Some things in life don’t make sense In your mind you make a fence To keep the bad out is hard Said the Broken Bard You might believe in something Think it’s love when it’s a fling Think that tomorrow’s

Birth Right

Birth Right prose poem

Tear these eyes out of these tired circle of bones, make them see beauty hidden beneath the frailness of lost perfection. The doom so seductively draped in velvet only to offer to the life dance. What I chose is whispered

A Moon Has Crashed

A Moon Has Crashed short poem

After bending the oracle, there was participation in voice of grievers. The child of sun was dead in arms of nature. It moves, when I thought it was stillborn, the history of mankind. In the saddest day today, I believe

Years

Years short poem

Time well spent Years together Learning Growing As our time comes to an end I look back on past years I remember our happiest moments Before we move on Four years Of time And memories To be brought with me

Dust off …

Dust off … short poem

Astounding pride some exude, In reflection of exterior Little do beings ever realize That Master is all superior. The creator scrupulously must have Decanted, and created the imperial nature. Altruistically and artistically HE has scattered, A little of self in

Plaguing Pain

Plaguing Pain short poem

What is it that is plaguing me, Like a knotted maze, Slicing my very core, Into tiny shreds of agony, Haunting the soul with its echoes? Could a bond just melt, Into nothingness, Like a kite that cuts off, On

The Question

The Question short poem

As I watch the empty spaces I think As I hear the frightened voices I ask As I see the mindless actions I wonder When will it all end? Idle threats and broken promises Empty hearts and expressionless faces Are

Mom

Mom short poem

Where did you go? We just spoke not too long ago. Goodbye forever doesnt explain enough That this scar in my heart is deep and rough. Do you know how much you will be missed? From my graduation to my

The King’s Demise

The King’s Demise short poem

He knows no boundaries in deeds of evil Sinning wilfully Swollen with conceit Disguising himself as a servant of righteousness Masquerading the truth An imposter going from bad to worse He takes revenge on all who oppose him Making threats

The Guy In Gray Last March

The Guy In Gray Last March short poem

You drive me to the same place. You steer so swift and safe. You reached my waist behind your car, In a land seems near, Yet, so far. Your face was so close to mine, And I thought it was

In Bulgaria

In Bulgaria prose poem

Graffiti foretold the new beginning Rubble in the streets A telling story of political decay A girl crosses the street Is there a new way on the other side An outstretched hand Calling for Democracy Vestiges of propaganda, Imprisoned dissidents

The Old Vine

The Old Vine prose poem

The red brick wall was old and cracked, but still was strong and active; all covered by a tough old Vine that made the wall its captive. Each year in Spring, the vine grew leaves of green and tiny flowers,

History

History short poem

Focused on burgundy palms as the age blinks, you start distressing on a unipolar pinnacle, biting the nails. The road absorbs the horizon. Perched on a controversial tree the birds break into small events to reach the grass roots. A

Beauty

Beauty short poem

In the dust storm a discarded moon sat in my lap. Then internal rhythm crashed. Amorphic I would not find the music of words translated into a kiss. Gold started weeping in my hands. The clouds will rest after committing

Feel The Miracle

Feel The Miracle short poem

This Life is a Gift… Live it, Feel the Miracle… Overcome the worries Undergo the troubles Take every moment, As a new struggle… This Life is tough… Challenge it, Feel the Miracle… Try all the New things Make yourself a

A Hermit

A Hermit short poem

Over the lake moon was hounded out from the dark clouds into the defying blues. The thick orbit hauled up the debris of falling stars. I was watching the crowd of centuries piling up in history. Global heat was settling

So Far Gone

So Far Gone short poem

So far gone still so much to be done You needed me, you told me We have only begun still so lonely You loved me, the old me I used to feel homely but their jokes are no longer funny

Autumn Angel

Autumn Angel short poem

Beautiful golden haired Autumn Angel Don’t look so sad tonight, if the man you Gave your heart to isn’t here tonight Then do you really need him in your life? If you want my opinion, you deserve A whole lot

Hypocrite

Hypocrite short poem

Claim that you are this, when you’re not that Telling stories with plentiful lies Social climbers, climbing ladders Trying to reach the hands of fame Gossip will you bear everywhere Even if you trespass someone’s right Low profile people did

Artist

Artist short poem

I eke out, darling, I eke out I am ill and poor as you are On the gold and under the membrane You took everything, the angel and the devil There are things, Things I hide from my friends Things

Borrowed Dreams

Borrowed Dreams long poem

I lost my imagination in the modern customs of today I went to sleep one evening, awoke to a place where I just can’t stay Guile and avarice, greed, immorality and deceptive practice Melted tight with corruption, self-indulgence a twisted-knotted