Poems About Healing Seeking Friendly Advice
#healing
Poems about healing seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Nixprty
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 3:51pm
24th Dec 2024 3:51pm
The Aftermath
I have coughed out all my bile
A hollowness left behind
As the melancholy is wheezed out
I see the sunrise for the first time in a week
A morning I remember seeing in a dream
It smells like laundry and the windows are slightly frosted
In the wake of a sickness
I croak with the birds to welcome the sun
A hollowness left behind
As the melancholy is wheezed out
I see the sunrise for the first time in a week
A morning I remember seeing in a dream
It smells like laundry and the windows are slightly frosted
In the wake of a sickness
I croak with the birds to welcome the sun
#bittersweet
#healing
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1 Comment
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 12:30pm
16th Dec 2024 12:30pm
Better Days
Golden willow weeping lowly
in the wind and swaying slowly
the sun shall paint your leaves ablaze
a guiding light to better days
Brightly shining magical star
meeting us always where we are
on the surface a passion's fire
in flames of hope that we desire
I am the willow weeping now
please rest your light on troubled brow
so longing to feel warmth again
that turns the lip to subtle grin
Until I smile now facing east
and from this pain I am released
to bask within her warming rays
my guiding light to...
in the wind and swaying slowly
the sun shall paint your leaves ablaze
a guiding light to better days
Brightly shining magical star
meeting us always where we are
on the surface a passion's fire
in flames of hope that we desire
I am the willow weeping now
please rest your light on troubled brow
so longing to feel warmth again
that turns the lip to subtle grin
Until I smile now facing east
and from this pain I am released
to bask within her warming rays
my guiding light to...
#healing
#peace
#sun
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1 Comment
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 1:15am
15th Dec 2024 1:15am
Child
I was a child
the brunt of jokes
too young to understand the laughter
torn between humiliation and need for attention
I was a child
defenseless, confused
too young to understand my body’s reactions
torn between shame and need for affection
I was a child
hiding, unprotected
too young to understand the rage was not my fault
torn between fear and need for acceptance
I was a child
hurt, neglected
too young
torn
I was a child.
.
the brunt of jokes
too young to understand the laughter
torn between humiliation and need for attention
I was a child
defenseless, confused
too young to understand my body’s reactions
torn between shame and need for affection
I was a child
hiding, unprotected
too young to understand the rage was not my fault
torn between fear and need for acceptance
I was a child
hurt, neglected
too young
torn
I was a child.
.
#abuse
#anger
#healing
115 reads
21 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 7:52pm
13th Dec 2024 7:52pm
keeping Self in check
one of the most difficult...
...& most valuable...
lessons I've had to learn in healing
is not letting my own wounds
become someone else's damage
turning the sharp edge of my pain
...away
because emotional injury...
...is something we cannot undo
& apologies don't mend the ache
the scar will always remain
just as mine exist
so too will theirs
& what if...
mine was one strike too many...
...& most valuable...
lessons I've had to learn in healing
is not letting my own wounds
become someone else's damage
turning the sharp edge of my pain
...away
because emotional injury...
...is something we cannot undo
& apologies don't mend the ache
the scar will always remain
just as mine exist
so too will theirs
& what if...
mine was one strike too many...
#confessional
#healing
#honesty #MentalHealth
#honesty #MentalHealth
94 reads
10 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 6:13pm
10th Dec 2024 6:13pm
On Frozen Pond
On frozen pond a stone skips readily
a slippery slope to fall down steadily
the hand ever sleight holds the balance too tight
and we dance to the same sad medley
A metronome sanity salted with doom
memories of stories that ended too soon
collected at night to hide from the light
fear of the breaking forever to loom
The empirical evidence lied
and the hard truth will always collide
a mind slowly bends a means to an end
rest assured there is nowhere to hide
An explosion of pent up emotion
at a loss to fathom the...
a slippery slope to fall down steadily
the hand ever sleight holds the balance too tight
and we dance to the same sad medley
A metronome sanity salted with doom
memories of stories that ended too soon
collected at night to hide from the light
fear of the breaking forever to loom
The empirical evidence lied
and the hard truth will always collide
a mind slowly bends a means to an end
rest assured there is nowhere to hide
An explosion of pent up emotion
at a loss to fathom the...
#healing
#love
#MentalHealth
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4 Comments
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 00:22am
8th Dec 2024 00:22am
Why Do Recovering Alcoholics Love Diet Coke?
Mariah brings me carrots, and pasta, and money for thirty diet cokes, if I want.
She hugs me in her orange puffer coat, because she knows I have been scream crying
and bargaining with the universe, again. She’s been doing the same.
She grips me tightly and I cling to her, and we cast a spell that makes the five pm winter darkness
feel less like a life sentence.
Boys said they loved us and left. And that is the familiar knife we keep turning inside ourselves.
We give every twist a new name, but the hole looks the same.
I tell her that I hope they can...
She hugs me in her orange puffer coat, because she knows I have been scream crying
and bargaining with the universe, again. She’s been doing the same.
She grips me tightly and I cling to her, and we cast a spell that makes the five pm winter darkness
feel less like a life sentence.
Boys said they loved us and left. And that is the familiar knife we keep turning inside ourselves.
We give every twist a new name, but the hole looks the same.
I tell her that I hope they can...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#healing
#heartbroken
#prose
110 reads
2 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 9:13pm
1st Dec 2024 9:13pm
Back To The Routine
Sneak a few treasured moments here
badly in need of release
it has been a month
thirty fictions in thirty days
but I did it
despite the faulty clutch
and the sick oven
messing with my routines
and braces for the kid
been a costly month
been little opportunity
for that quality time
to nurse those fantasies
to the surface
to give myself
license to indulge
but here I am
back again
ready to make a splash
badly in need of release
it has been a month
thirty fictions in thirty days
but I did it
despite the faulty clutch
and the sick oven
messing with my routines
and braces for the kid
been a costly month
been little opportunity
for that quality time
to nurse those fantasies
to the surface
to give myself
license to indulge
but here I am
back again
ready to make a splash
#healing
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles #lust
#LifeStruggles #lust
93 reads
3 Comments
Her
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 4:49pm
24th Nov 2024 4:49pm
Of Light
Suspended high in the sky, in your life
Often times hanging out
Quietly by
With a fierceness that can knock you over
Yet hold you steady
Those shining stars
Guiding
Opening your eyes
Your heart
Your possibilities
Illuminating the path you didn’t know existed
Their eyes recognizing stories your heart can’t bear alone
Their shoulders taking over when you slip into the dimension of the unknown
Carrying you until you can stand on your own
Only they know how monumental your tiny triumphs are
They’re the first to celebrate...
Often times hanging out
Quietly by
With a fierceness that can knock you over
Yet hold you steady
Those shining stars
Guiding
Opening your eyes
Your heart
Your possibilities
Illuminating the path you didn’t know existed
Their eyes recognizing stories your heart can’t bear alone
Their shoulders taking over when you slip into the dimension of the unknown
Carrying you until you can stand on your own
Only they know how monumental your tiny triumphs are
They’re the first to celebrate...
#friendship
#gratitude
#healing
#strength
#support
115 reads
6 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 7:27pm
22nd Nov 2024 7:27pm
Healing
The weaponization of thought
as the inner child lies helpless,
though a man emerges to the
first taste of his own power
The son is gone but the warmth
still touches his face, he is not what
he has done nor what he has endured,
just a man healing his heart
as the inner child lies helpless,
though a man emerges to the
first taste of his own power
The son is gone but the warmth
still touches his face, he is not what
he has done nor what he has endured,
just a man healing his heart
#healing
#love
9 reads
6 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 7:23pm
10th Nov 2024 7:23pm
falling behind
she chooses
to go
away, to
a place
a world
in between
us, and
it's not
where i
can follow,
her oceans
have no
shores,
her land
is impassable
to me,
there is
nothing more
i can do,
i sit
and wait
for her
to return.
to go
away, to
a place
a world
in between
us, and
it's not
where i
can follow,
her oceans
have no
shores,
her land
is impassable
to me,
there is
nothing more
i can do,
i sit
and wait
for her
to return.
#admiration
#dreams
#friendship #healing
#friendship #healing
92 reads
2 Comments
Detritus
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 2:54pm
7th Nov 2024 2:54pm
cure for cure
lightly fried proteins
soak up last nights chardonnay
charged shenanigans
soak up last nights chardonnay
charged shenanigans
#alcohol
#healing
#senryu
53 reads
0 Comments
Bandymandy65
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 5:29am
25th Oct 2024 5:29am
I have a suit malfunction sir
How did I get here, it's a bit of a blur?
I think I have a suit malfunction sir.
Made in sixty-five and has Paul on the name plate.
You only get one, so look after its mate.
Now I might have fallen out the odd tree.
Or dropped on my head a few times you see.
I've had a few sporting injuries and the odd stitch.
This could be the reason for why I twitch.
My body had a few bruises & strains.
Just one owner, but not everything remains.
The cabling to my server is very frayed.
Messages take ages an...
I think I have a suit malfunction sir.
Made in sixty-five and has Paul on the name plate.
You only get one, so look after its mate.
Now I might have fallen out the odd tree.
Or dropped on my head a few times you see.
I've had a few sporting injuries and the odd stitch.
This could be the reason for why I twitch.
My body had a few bruises & strains.
Just one owner, but not everything remains.
The cabling to my server is very frayed.
Messages take ages an...
#healing
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery #TruthOfLife
#SelfDiscovery #TruthOfLife
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