Poems about Psychology Archives - Page 2 of 9 - The Cracked Door

04/07/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

The stream keeps flowing
Despite my persistent tries
To dam it back up

Blast from the Past:

I stood with branches
Planting my feet in place while
Ideas whirled round

How are we
Supposed to build
Our fortresses of resilience
Upon only
Loneliness, stress, and exhaustion?

Blast from the Past:

I keep circling
The vortex of agony:
Cycle of anger

I sit here bobbing
Angsty yet bored, waiting out
The rest of my life

Blast from the Past:

Prisoner I am
Locked in a cage of freedom
Waiting for a key

The call deafens me
From the unstruck note sounding
Within the abyss

Blast from the Past:

Ascend the abyss
Mayo you be blinded by the
Patient rays of light.

It’s very bitter.
My heart’s bitter through and through.
Eat some. I just did.

Blast from the Past:

What form should I take?
None of these do me justice
Shadows of my truth

Why won’t my body
Let me fall asleep? Eons
Pass as I lay here.

Blast from the Past:

My feelings replay
On an endless loop, while my
Mind rushes about.

Our memories form
Like molten iron smelted
In our hearts bright fires.

Blast from the Past:

Convulsing I sit
Expecting it again, in
Memory of shame

We evolve based on
Our cycles, no sooner, no later
Than our own time

Blast from the Past:

Sometimes the things we
Need most are not the things we
Think we need at all…

When you look back on
Your life, your dreams and longings
Distort through time’s lens.

Blast from the Past:

The tighter my grip
The looser is my control
Life explodes from this.

What comes of the day
With morning’s quiet passing?
After the dew fades.

Blast from the Past:

As long as it’s here
As long as it’s here at last,
I will be happy