Caught in two worlds, the space between
Where light and dark reside but not seen
A place of disconnect from reality
Where the inner me is hiding silently
Present yet apart, trenched deep within
Contradictions arise, where sorrow begins
Laying submerged in confusion and strife
Despair besieged, I’m sinking in my life
My desperation builds to the point of pain
I sense the toll as I bear the strain
The loneliness of the two worlds I keep
Where I evoke these future and past dreams
Clinging to a hope that I’ll soon break free
I battle this internal war fiercely
Rising up within me a sense of truth
That I can find redemption, redemption from my youth
Tag: confusion
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Caught in two worlds
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Navigating the Labyrinth of Life
In twisted tangles of an imbroglio,
A web of woes that doth entwine,
With knots of confusion, heart and soul do go,
And reason flies, like wind in leaves divine.
In this labyrinth of thoughts so intricate,
Where truth is lost, as in a maze profound,
The mind doth struggle to find its state,
As passions rage, like waves around.
But hope doth shine, like stars above,
A guiding light, to those who love,
For in the midst of all this strife,
Lies peace, if one but chooses life.
So let us not be daunted by the fight,
Nor lose our way in darkest night,
For in the end, we shall emerge from sight,
To see the beauty of the light.
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The Dance of Truth and Lies
Truth and lies, a strange pair,
Walk hand-in-hand, everywhere.
Truth is pure and clear as day,
While lies are cloaked in shadows gray.Truth speaks with a voice so bold,
Lies whisper secrets, untold.
Truth is the light that guides our way,
Lies lead us astray.But oh, how often lies deceive,
And make us believe what we perceive.
They paint a picture false and fair,
And trap us in their cunning snare.So be wary of the lies you hear,
And hold truth close, my dear.
For truth is the foundation strong,
On which our lives belong.In this world of shifting sands,
Where truth and lies often join hands,
May we have courage to discern,
The truth from lies, and learn.To see the world with eyes so clear,
And banish all our doubts and fear.
For in the end, truth will prevail,
And lies will fade and fail.
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Spiraling into Surrender
Chaos creeps in like a creeping creeper,
Clinging to control like a clinging clipper,
Confusion clouds like a cloudy cloak,
Collapsing composure like a collapsing oak.Clarity slips like a slippery snake,
Catastrophe strikes like a striking stake,
Crisis consumes like a consuming flame,
Capitulation beckons like a beckoning dame.Composure crumbles like crumbling sand,
Consequence looms like a looming band,
Caught in the current of life’s cruel sea,
Can we find our way back to being free?
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The Vanished Vixen
Gone girl, gone girl, where did you go?
Vanished into thin air, none seem to know.
A mystery surrounds your sudden flight,
Leaving behind a trail of confusion and fright.The search is on, the clues are few,
Everyone wonders what happened to you.
Did you leave on your own or were you taken away?
The answer to this question seems to sway.Detectives are working hard day and night,
To find the truth and bring back the light.
Until then, we wait with bated breath,
Hoping for news of your safe return, or at least a hint of death.clues, confusion, death, detectives, fright, Gone girl, mystery, poem, Poetry, safe return, search, sudden flight, truth, vanished
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The Enchanted Meadow of Mistakes
In the meadow of magic, where wonders unfold,
Lies a place full of blunders, mistakes to behold.
The flowers are upside down, the trees are all crooked,
The river flows backwards, the animals are all hooked.The sky is green and pink, the sun is always shining,
The moon is always full, the stars never stop twinkling.
It’s a place of confusion, where nothing is quite right,
But it’s also a place of joy, where dreams take flight.Inspired by: altpoetryprompts
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Adrift in Indecision
Tossed around in the boat of indecision,
Adrift on the sea of uncertainty’s vision,
Confusion reigns as the currents shift,
And the winds of doubt continue to lift.
Unclear of direction, lost in the waves,
The fear of choosing, of making mistakes,
A paralysis that grips the heart and mind,
And leaves one stranded, but not resigned.
The boat creaks and sways with each passing tide,
As the weight of indecision pulls one deep inside,
But the horizon beckons, a glimmer of hope,
And the courage to choose, a way to cope.
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I Have Never Felt So Lost
I Have Never Felt So Lost
I have never felt so lost, in this world so wide,
A world of confusion, that’s hard to abide,
The path, it’s unclear, with each passing day,
A world of uncertainty, that’s hard to allay.The memories, they linger, of days so bright,
A world of contrast, that’s hard to unite,
The tears, they flow, with a heart so heavy,
A world of emotion, that’s hard to levy.But even in the darkness, there’s a glimmer of light,
A reminder of hope, that’s forever in sight.
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I Get Mixed Signals
I Get Mixed Signals
I get mixed signals,
From the world around me,
A confusing jumble of signs,
That I struggle to see.One moment it’s smiles and sunshine,
The next it’s storm clouds and rain,
I’m never quite sure where I stand,
Or what I should do in this game.Sometimes it feels like a puzzle,
And I’m missing a crucial piece,
Other times it’s a maze,
And I’m trapped with no release.But in the midst of it all,
There’s a glimmer of hope and light,
For I know that I’m not alone,
And I’ll make it through this fight.
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Just Friends
Just friends, oh what a joy,
Jovial and jolly, like a child’s toy.
Jesting and joking, with no care in sight,
Juggling our emotions, like a ball in flight.Jealousy and judgment, what could go wrong?
Jumping through hoops, and singing a sad song.
Justifying our feelings, with excuses so lame,
Jousting with our hearts, and playing a foolish game.Jaded and jinxed, we cling to our pride,
Joking and jesting, with nowhere to hide.
Just friends, oh what a lie,
Jumbling our feelings, and wondering why.aliteration, confusion, denial, Emotions, friends, friendship, game, humor, just, just friends, love, poem, Poetry, pride, sarcasm
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Lost in the fog
Lost in the fog
Lost in the fog, I wander aimlessly,
Through a world of uncertainty and haze.
The path ahead a murky mystery,
A journey through a thick, opaque maze.
The mist swirls around me, obscuring all,
And I’m left feeling lost and alone.
I search for a sign, a familiar call,
A way to find my way back home.
But every step leads me further astray,
And every turn brings more confusion.
The fog is a veil that obscures the way,
And leaves me in a state of disillusion.
So I’ll press on, unsure of my fate,
Through the mist and the fog and the gloom.
I’ll navigate this uncertain landscape,
And hope that soon I’ll emerge from the womb.
As the fog begins to lift, I see,
A beacon of light shining bright.
And I know that I’m starting to break free,
From the shroud of the fog’s deepest night.
So if you ever find yourself in a haze,
Lost in the fog, unsure of which way to go,
Take heart and know that you’ll find your way,
Through the mist and the fog and the unknown.
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Tranquil Thoughts
Tranquil Thoughts
In the midst of chaos and confusion
I find a place of peace and calm
Where I can breathe and meditate
And feel the soothing touch of balmThere I can rest and rejuvenate
And let go of all my worries and fears
There I can listen to my inner voice
And find the wisdom of the years
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Paradox of Human Intelligence
Paradox of Human Intelligence
We seek knowledge to understand the world,
To unravel mysteries that lie unfurled.
But the more we know, the less we see,
The paradox of human intelligence, a mystery.Our minds expand, but so do the doubts,
As we delve deeper, confusion about.
A puzzle we can never fully solve,
The paradox of human intelligence, forever unresolved.
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A jumble and mishmash
A jumble and mishmash,
Of thoughts and emotions intertwined,
A chaotic mess of contradictions,
That cloud my heart and mind.
It’s hard to make sense of it all,
To sort and untangle the mess,
But maybe in the midst of the confusion,
Lies the beauty of life’s richness.© VishalDutia
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A Mind in Mayhem
A Mind in Mayhem
Muddled thoughts and mixed up schemes,
A mind in mayhem, confusion’s themes.
Mazes of meaning, murky paths to tread,
Mental minefields, reason fled.Mystified musings, mind in a mess,
Murmurs of madness, too hard to confess.
Maddening mysteries, meanings unknown,
Mental overload, mind overthrown.Motionless mind, stuck in a quagmire,
Misunderstood messages, reasons to inquire.
Mental machinations, mechanisms askew,
Mistaken meanings, mishaps ensue.Melancholy musings, mind’s in a fog,
Mental mirages, a never-ending slog.
Mind in a maelstrom, can’t see the light,
Misconstrued meanings, it’s a confusing sight.Mind in a muddle, it’s hard to explain,
Mixed up messages, it’s hard to maintain.
Mind over matter, a struggle to see,
Mental confusion, what will it be?
© VishalDutia
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Chaos Confounds
Chaos Confounds
Chaos confounds and complicates
Clouding our judgment, creating debates
Conundrums, complications, cognitive strain
Contorted thoughts, confusion’s baneCluttered minds, chaos reigning
Choices made, confusion sustaining
Crisscrossed conclusions, concepts collide
Conclusions clouded, consequences to abideCacophony of contradictions, chaotic sound
Conundrums, crossroads, confusion’s crown
Contemplations conflicting, chaos in control
Clinging to clarity, confusion’s tollConfusion’s chaos, crisis of thought
Clawing for clarity, confusion fought
Calmness conquered, clarity in sight
Chaos confounds, but clarity’s light.
© VishalDutiacalamity, chaos, chaos in control, clarity, clarity in sight, clawing for clarity., clouded judgments, cluttered minds, cognitive strain, complications, conflicting contemplations, confusion, Consequences, Contemplation, contradictions, conundrums, crisis of thought, crisscrossed conclusions, crossroads, poems, Poetry
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Liminal #Poetry
What do you do
with the curtains drawn and lights off?
In an empty house does time stop?
Do the walls talk?
Do dust motes dance above countertops?What do you do
alone in your head,
Are you keeping yourself fed?
Do you curl up in the safety of bed?
Do you drag your feet as if they’re lead?What do you do
with no where to go?
Do you allow the emptiness to grow?
Or do you try to fight the low?
Or maybe, just maybe, let someone know?*liminal: adjective. relating to thresholds. the state of being in between
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