Stress Poems

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

Spare Me The Stress Mother!

Spare Me The Stress Mother! long poem

It’s in the morning; your words tear my heart into pieces, What breakfast is this? No sugar simply tasteless, Son, what kind of woman you married? Cant dress well, can’t cook well, is simply disorganized, Even can’t wear shoes, she

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Velocity Of Life

Velocity Of Life short poem

Life is like bubbles being made in summer drizzling rain So, transitory in nature but full of pain broken chain In chainless chain all loss termed into gain Without destination, fast running train With intensity makes sane insane Bruises of

My Hustle

My Hustle long poem

Staring in the mirror searching for hope Feeling only doubt and a complete lack of control My soul reaching out looking for a way out of this hole Even on this path, my dreams are so difficult to grab a

Do You Remember?

Do You Remember? short poem

Do you remember when you were young: When they sold us a future in which everyone Would have more time for leisure and Life’s simple pleasures? I do. I remember how ‘progress’ was sold as the shift Toward treasured Modernity’s

Beijing Whitecollars

Beijing Whitecollars prose poem

She sits still like a rock, in front of her equally lifeless laptop Seems like someone’s glued her long, slender fingers to asdfjkl; Her blank, glassy eyes stare at the identically empty page The lack of ideas is sending her

Voice Of Silence

Voice Of Silence short poem

Sitting silently in this crowd Hearing all the voices so loud Understanding what my heartbeat tells Concentrating something else Heat of pain in these eyes disbelief in my hidden cries Feeling numb nothing to act Everything seems like a fact

Poems containing references to : Stress

Life Is Not A Guess

Life Is Not A Guess short poem

Life is not a guess, neither taking up of a stress; It’s a divine beauty, to respect it is our duty; Whatever may be the conflict, you need to face: It’s not a race, so slow down your pace. Live

Education Today

Education Today short poem

Education ought to bring us out of dark Ought to take us to lights bright Ought to enrich our knowledge And make our cognitive powers sharp. But is it true of it today? Does it open new vistas? Does it

Dark Panacea

Dark Panacea short poem

A crowded room is such a lonely place, wear a fragile mask upon a weary face. Everybody’s here but there’s nobody there and there’s nothing to do except sit and stare. The distant sounds of joy and laughter drifting like

Smile

Smile short poem

Smile! And the whole world smiles with you. Your smile is an absolute expression of love. Your spirit creates your precious smile. A smile brightens your day. Absolutely! Proving that you are true. A lingering smile creates laughter; Smiling shows

The Simple Life,the Easy Life

The Simple Life,the Easy Life prose poem

Wake up in the morning with no stress,feeling love in excess even forgot my address forget all the bad of men with no regrets turn around on my bed touch my woman and compliment her nightdress touching her hips and

Velocity Of Life

Velocity Of Life short poem

Life is like bubbles in drizzling rain So, transitory in nature but full of pain Broken chain in chain less chain All loss terms hurriedly into gaiTraged Without destination fast running train With intensity makes sane insane Bruises of heart

Story Of A Butterfly

Story Of A Butterfly short poem

On a bright summer afternoon, Sometime around July I saw something like a cocoon, About to be a butterfly At the break of the night, On the 16th day It took its first flight, Towards the skies far away With

The New World Order

The New World Order short poem

Men have become immune to stress. Men have become resistant to mess. Who made you and me immune and resistant? It is the new world order don’t be so hesitant. A new world order where we play with bombs. Where

Declaration of love

Declaration of love short poem

It’s no secret, The love you had for me. Go ahead admit it! I need to hear it, I’ll forget, But in this moment, I wish for you to say it. Had a couple of rough years, latest challenge, I’m

Devils Delight

Devils Delight long poem

As he grew up behind the hill In a small village beside the mill Dreaming the dreams he had to dream He frolicked upon the meadows so green A childhood so sweet he lived upon Flowers and fragrance and the

Going On

Going On short poem

Hardly he could see the sun And the eyes misted by fog. Walks and walks this frozen lad Until the unknown terminal. Who could he rely upon? Accompanied by the woods. Singing a song of folk, Nothing but walks on

The Banana Budget

The Banana Budget short poem

Duis went outside and changed. And then. Who can still sit funny. However, he wishes to the hotel, the laugh of the gate of life, words of condolence, novels. I do not have football. There is no rent-a-car like a

No Place Like Home

No Place Like Home prose poem

If one could tour my place of birth They would notice a place where time stood still Then they would see a place of humble simplicity If one could spend one night in the house where I was born No

City Lights

City Lights short poem

City lights so bright Alluring, fascinating sight Like earthly stars from afar A far away kingdom beyond par City buildings so tall Their peaks cannot be seen at all Grand cold concrete structures Stand aloof as if part of nature

The Seeker

The Seeker short poem

Walking around, with an emptiness that rends our heart and soul. In pursuit of possessions and achievements. sporting a vast and deep hole, which we strive to ignore. Until it holds us by our throats, we can avoid it no

State Of Birth

State Of Birth prose poem

M portrays my feeling of MISSING something that I never had, and could never see; The feeling that people were always MOVING away from me; The feeling that MONEY would never come my way, but only flee. I is for

Life

Life short poem

Have You Ever Felt Like You Were Curse, Because No Matter What You Did, Things Was Just Getting Worse? Have You Ever Been So Depressed, That You Wanted To Die, Just To Get Away From Your Stress? Have You Ever

Tulsi Roots

Tulsi Roots long poem

I’ve got these friends called Sree and Pri They always make me Tulsi green tea A technical wizard that is Sree His yogi looks Deceive even me Always connected and never offline Sree always somehow Finds the time Meanwhile Pri

The Past

The Past long poem

It all started when my mother left me, I started to feel empty. Days passed by, weeks slowly fading months began hating me emotionally. Years and even decades swept suddenly, My mind said to stop this agony. I started to

A Simple Smile And A Sweet Hello

A Simple Smile And A Sweet Hello long poem

There was a girl about the same age as I I could tell from her posture and her absent voice that she was very shy. Did I go to her and offer my friendship? No I just walked away the

To Be Your Cup Of Coffee

To Be Your Cup Of Coffee short poem

How I envy your cup of coffee, Did you ever know that? The way it relieves your stress, The way it soothes your mind, The way you adore its design, The way you think of it all the time.. I

Can You Take Me To My Home?

Can You Take Me To My Home? short poem

The valley holds on, to murder of moon, behind the trees. It is dark and clouds are meditating. You think of a perfect horror and a poisoned arrow flies straight into heart of a blissful sun. It is red, splattered

Before The Big Day

Before The Big Day long poem

Im fine I got this Its time Im fine Im fine im fine im fine We’re fine it’s time 27 4 19 27 4 19 27 27 4 4 4 19 Im fine I got this Its time Im fine

Palpitation

Palpitation short poem

For Kevin and Rocco When stress strikes at the strangest hour you wonder what befalls you as the trials and tribulations of daily survival test your patience and health. Palpitations ring in your chest, are a reminder of your fragility

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

Second Home

Second Home short poem

My heart is your second home. Waiting for you to get home after a long day of work. Drive up the pathway of eyes and park. I’ll be looking behind the blinds. Talking to you the whole while. Pass the

Who’s The Best

Whos The Best prose poem

Again I’ve been listening to people boast, you can’t miss it cause it’s on T.V. radio and now coast to coast. More and more people with their chests stuck out, bragging I am the best all for me and to

Enjoying The Ride

Enjoying The Ride short poem

Your voice is the perfect song to listen to on a road trip. To view all the things that remind me of you. Miles away from the stress of work. Your voice, the open road. Someone I can love, no

Dealing With Less In A Dying Town

Dealing With Less In A Dying Town long poem

An old boar squirrel has made a home in the tall skinny house across the street. he must think himself lucky to have the space. I watch him build his treasury on the jade kitchen linoleum dark nuts arranged like

A Message Of Many

A Message Of Many prose poem

What’s up Peeps how did you sleep? Me, I prayed to The Lord my soul to keep, my sleep was sweet, now ain’t that deep? So if you are not too smart or if you are a brilliant scholar, just

Just Thinking

Just Thinking long poem

This came to me while sitting in my room reading poems of doom and gloom. Other poems of despair and dread, even poems were people wished they were dead. What, did you miss taking our meds? ‘Cause you can’t do

Days Of Mine

Days Of Mine short poem

The days of our lives, in which we lived so hopelessly. Dear God, I gave it all I got. When will the devil stop choking me? Before I reeked of sin, they never noticed me. The days of our lives,

The End Of The World

The End Of The World short poem

Do you think it’s the end? the wild waves foaming over the gardens of paradise the sinners still floating The rich getting richer the poor slobbering in poverty down the dark trails of doom homeless and starving Do you think

Vivid Legacy Of A Voiceless Legend

Vivid Legacy Of A Voiceless Legend long poem

Hours before the birth of the gem, There was an affectionate argument between them; Her father said, ”Watch my child change the state as a minister”, To which her mom quipped, ”No she’ll deliver unbiased justice as a barrister.” When

December 25th 0ce

December 25th 0ce short poem

Behold the Christ child is born this day, just as the prophets of old did say. In a manger on the cozy hay did his infant Lordship choose to stay. No cradle by a thousand kings paid for, would befit