Nona's Poetry Corner

Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry. (W.B. Yeats) Here lies that which is inside no more, that which burns my mind and must be expelled. Here lies the greatest of all inventions. Here lies words.

Showing posts with label depression. Show all posts

Showing posts with label depression. Show all posts

Thursday, January 18, 2024

The Arc of Loneliness

The weight of the world presses on my shoulders The hands of an unfeeling oppressor Digging in nails Drawing blood Shredding flesh f...

Thursday, December 10, 2020

Mood

08/12/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation I’d like to escape from myself sometimes When the sadness overwhelms me. It’s always with me, deep insi...

Tuesday, November 3, 2020

The Road

02/11/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation We walk this road together, You and I, But we see it very differently. It’s all rainbows and butterfli...

Friday, September 18, 2020

Sleepless Nights

18/09/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation I’m so tired of it all. The tears are welling in my eyes. I cannot fathom a smile Nor force a laugh As...

Friday, September 4, 2020

Basket Case

04/09/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation I’M not crazy. Your head tilted on a curious angle, A look of befuddlement washing over y...

Sunday, August 23, 2020

Living an Imaginary Life

23/08/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation Sometimes I feel like an actor Performing in the production of my life Reading from a script not my o...

Thursday, August 20, 2020

No One Understands

09/08/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation No one understands what it is to be me, To live inside my head, With all the insecurities, The anxiet...

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