Emotional Poetry
#emotional
Emotional poetry, here you'll find emotional poems about love, heartbreak, grief and sadness. Moving emotional poems, a range of intense feelings expressed through poetry.
Stolen Haiku
Put his hand in his pocket
Couldn't buy the rose
Decided to steal her heart
Couldn't buy the rose
Decided to steal her heart
#emotional
#flowers
#love
#mirror
#rose
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my song
if there
were
some way
for me
to convince
you
to be
enticed
by
my song,
maybe adorn
myself
with words,
wrap myself
in lines
from poems,
would you
accept
all these
things,
would you
be interested?
were
some way
for me
to convince
you
to be
enticed
by
my song,
maybe adorn
myself
with words,
wrap myself
in lines
from poems,
would you
accept
all these
things,
would you
be interested?
#dialogue
#emotional
#metaphor
#symbolism
#uplifting
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In Disbelief
You must live in straight denial. As you stand there with a smile. You don't care about me, that's clear to see. So why do you refuse to let me be. I will never be what you want or need. No matter how much I bend or weave. I cannot believe what you have put me through. The whole time, knowing the pain you would ensue. You planned all this from day one. There was not a dammed thing I could have done. I am so tired of being under your control. I think hurting me is your only real goal. Go find someone or something else to take up your time. I no longer wish to call you mine!
#heartbroken
#breakup
#emotional #hurt
#emotional #hurt
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It's Shameful You Refuse To Act Your Age
"It's
shameful
you refuse
to act your age"
is what Lucy
said after seeing Mom naked
and sitting on Keith.
shameful
you refuse
to act your age"
is what Lucy
said after seeing Mom naked
and sitting on Keith.
#mother
#friendship
#fiction
#emotional
#sensual
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‘The Avoidance Of The Black Room…’
I’m here again.
Here in this room, the first room, or the other 5.
Away from the outside world, on the contrary, or am I out here while trapped inside?
This room, that room, this cell, or that hell.
How do we know we aren’t in heaven, or, in a sense, by choosing our own tumultuous endeavors for pleasure? In a hell, we created ourselves, bewildered as well as despondent. Lost sight of heaven, in this instance, for something corespondent.
The eerie silence in the air, along with the eerie subtleness of the night. Oh, how it speaks volumes within itself. Meanwhile, the...
Here in this room, the first room, or the other 5.
Away from the outside world, on the contrary, or am I out here while trapped inside?
This room, that room, this cell, or that hell.
How do we know we aren’t in heaven, or, in a sense, by choosing our own tumultuous endeavors for pleasure? In a hell, we created ourselves, bewildered as well as despondent. Lost sight of heaven, in this instance, for something corespondent.
The eerie silence in the air, along with the eerie subtleness of the night. Oh, how it speaks volumes within itself. Meanwhile, the...
#anxiety
#MentalHealth
#emotional
#hurt
#emotions
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Hate Me!
give me your blame
give me pain and I'll thank you
this burden I shoulder
tastes like fine wine,
aged by years of resentment
and I wonder how long
you've held this iron
you dig into my ribs
I wonder how long you've kept quiet
about every little thing I do
that pisses you off
this pain tastes like hand soap,
tastes like I'll need to
brush my tongue until it bleeds
just to feel worthy of love again
you are a cloud
hanging over my head
I'm so sad
so sad
so sad
and you're
so sick...
give me pain and I'll thank you
this burden I shoulder
tastes like fine wine,
aged by years of resentment
and I wonder how long
you've held this iron
you dig into my ribs
I wonder how long you've kept quiet
about every little thing I do
that pisses you off
this pain tastes like hand soap,
tastes like I'll need to
brush my tongue until it bleeds
just to feel worthy of love again
you are a cloud
hanging over my head
I'm so sad
so sad
so sad
and you're
so sick...
#SelfReflection
#emotional
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Splitting
She has an aura, it blows peace into the air
Recall the moment you step out into the spring dawn, after yesterday’s rain
Inhale… exhale out, you are grounded.
She exudes the essence of that very spring.
You can’t help but feel the attraction of her presence.
She is magnetic. Magical.
A walking daydream, in fair skin
Then,
Without a formal notice,
She is the storm that might’ve hit the day before, to drown your delightful morning.
Well, she wound back time, somehow.
She is destruction in passive, and sometimes assertive motion ...
Recall the moment you step out into the spring dawn, after yesterday’s rain
Inhale… exhale out, you are grounded.
She exudes the essence of that very spring.
You can’t help but feel the attraction of her presence.
She is magnetic. Magical.
A walking daydream, in fair skin
Then,
Without a formal notice,
She is the storm that might’ve hit the day before, to drown your delightful morning.
Well, she wound back time, somehow.
She is destruction in passive, and sometimes assertive motion ...
#anger
#MentalHealth
#confusion
#emotional
#NaPoWriMo2024
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Nobody really knows.
The only situations that should be deemed as inherently wrong,evil in this world are;
Paedophilia.
Murder.
Domestic Abuse.
Rape.
Abuse of animals.
Everything else,that we all experience in this world is; sausages,fried egg and bacon,plate full.
Having said that.
All experience,I've called out.Seems to be necessary for some sort of growth.
So we're told.
Nobody really knows.
(c)Copyright 2024.SukiSushiCrown . All Rights Reserved.
Paedophilia.
Murder.
Domestic Abuse.
Rape.
Abuse of animals.
Everything else,that we all experience in this world is; sausages,fried egg and bacon,plate full.
Having said that.
All experience,I've called out.Seems to be necessary for some sort of growth.
So we're told.
Nobody really knows.
(c)Copyright 2024.SukiSushiCrown . All Rights Reserved.
#abuse
#ignorance
#despair
#suffering
#emotional
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I Loved A Man
Who was proven unworthy
Filled with such undeniable fury
Who cast me in a mother's role
To which I had so deplored
So he stood there all undressed
Not giving thought to all he kissed her
As though she was nothing but a whore
He made his hand into a fist, shaking it in defiance
Wasn't a lover that he sought
For all the love that he has not
Never crossing his t's or ending
His i's with a dot
I loved a man whose love was fraught
So filled with anger and evil thoughts
...
Filled with such undeniable fury
Who cast me in a mother's role
To which I had so deplored
So he stood there all undressed
Not giving thought to all he kissed her
As though she was nothing but a whore
He made his hand into a fist, shaking it in defiance
Wasn't a lover that he sought
For all the love that he has not
Never crossing his t's or ending
His i's with a dot
I loved a man whose love was fraught
So filled with anger and evil thoughts
...
#anxiety
#heartbroken
#emotional
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Was It Not Permanent?
All I do is sleep
And eat junk food
And watch tv in bed
And go to school
And go back to bed
I don’t understand
Why isn’t anything sticking?
I used super glue
And eat junk food
And watch tv in bed
And go to school
And go back to bed
I don’t understand
Why isn’t anything sticking?
I used super glue
#emotional
#MentalHealth
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translate
i want to
translate
my poems
into
her native
tongue,
i don't
want any
misunderstandings
about
my thoughts,
my intentions,
how each word
is love,
each word
dedicating
themselves
with smiles
she will
accept.
translate
my poems
into
her native
tongue,
i don't
want any
misunderstandings
about
my thoughts,
my intentions,
how each word
is love,
each word
dedicating
themselves
with smiles
she will
accept.
#happiness
#beauty
#dialogue
#admiration
#emotional
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Numb
I believed in every word that you said.
Every syllable,
Every letter went straight to my head.
To my soul.
To my heart.
It was laced with lies.
Hidden behind sweet kisses,
Long goodbyes.
It left no visible trace.
Like strychnine on lace.
When eyes met.
(not mine)
When hands touched.
(not mine)
When lips collided.
(NOT MINE)
What could I do?
What could I say?
Could not move.
Didn’t want...
Every syllable,
Every letter went straight to my head.
To my soul.
To my heart.
It was laced with lies.
Hidden behind sweet kisses,
Long goodbyes.
It left no visible trace.
Like strychnine on lace.
When eyes met.
(not mine)
When hands touched.
(not mine)
When lips collided.
(NOT MINE)
What could I do?
What could I say?
Could not move.
Didn’t want...
#betrayal
#emotional
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