Poems About Hurt Seeking Honest Critique
#hurt
Poems about hurt seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
I Wish You Are Here To Share This With Me Again
While the
sun sets, she
would still
be sitting alone
on that one beach and
missing her murdered
husband
with all of
her heart.
sun sets, she
would still
be sitting alone
on that one beach and
missing her murdered
husband
with all of
her heart.
#death
#beach
#fiction
#lover
#hurt
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and so on
My brain still struggles
to find the reasons why
My soul that knows all
sends glimpses of your vibe
If I'm the only one that feels it,
screw it, just never mind
But I swear I almost
touch you during the night
I told the universe
we are already together
Our soul's eye caresses
each other from beyond
Of course this lifetime right here
won't last forever
I'll search of you in my next one
and my next one
and so on.
to find the reasons why
My soul that knows all
sends glimpses of your vibe
If I'm the only one that feels it,
screw it, just never mind
But I swear I almost
touch you during the night
I told the universe
we are already together
Our soul's eye caresses
each other from beyond
Of course this lifetime right here
won't last forever
I'll search of you in my next one
and my next one
and so on.
#love
#hurt
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Thimble
in the darkroom
on a camel's hump
I found fingers
moving around the parts
hidden
dark fingers
that pierce the skin
and open paths
in pubic hair
gonads cracked
under the weight of fingers
victims cowered
of precognitive fear
thin fingers
hard life
like a thimble
running oily
in the folds of the skin
silent almonds
on glandular surface
disjointed fingers
complex fingers
grind the groin
in the darkness of the caves
in the animals' maw
fingers chew
swallow and ruminate...
on a camel's hump
I found fingers
moving around the parts
hidden
dark fingers
that pierce the skin
and open paths
in pubic hair
gonads cracked
under the weight of fingers
victims cowered
of precognitive fear
thin fingers
hard life
like a thimble
running oily
in the folds of the skin
silent almonds
on glandular surface
disjointed fingers
complex fingers
grind the groin
in the darkness of the caves
in the animals' maw
fingers chew
swallow and ruminate...
#LifeStruggles
#mirror
#sensual
#hurt
#obsession
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What One Should Not See At A Friend's Christmas Party
Steven
walked over
to get
a better look at
the Christmas tree and
becomes shocked at the
sight of
his daughter
naked.
walked over
to get
a better look at
the Christmas tree and
becomes shocked at the
sight of
his daughter
naked.
#Christmas
#fiction
#sensual
#daughter
#hurt
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Trying To Fit In
I was walking down the street.
With friends and people I meet.
I could hear laughter.
I could hear chatter.
But I wasn't a part of it.
I got closer,trying to join.
But something felt different.
Even though I'm among my peers.
I feel different.
Like I am from another planet,another species.
Hoping,that somebody will join.
As if I am far different.
Even though,I'm not.
I'm a human being.
So why do I feel like this?
I feel myself slipping away.
My soul wandering away,but my body...
With friends and people I meet.
I could hear laughter.
I could hear chatter.
But I wasn't a part of it.
I got closer,trying to join.
But something felt different.
Even though I'm among my peers.
I feel different.
Like I am from another planet,another species.
Hoping,that somebody will join.
As if I am far different.
Even though,I'm not.
I'm a human being.
So why do I feel like this?
I feel myself slipping away.
My soul wandering away,but my body...
#hope
#friendship
#hurt
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Merry Christmas
A smiling Claus on the card
Makes little stitches in my heart
It holds the secret to some words
That are shallow, but still hurt
I cannot stop, you make me cry
The same card as... every time
You ask me if I was alright -
Oh, wait, a tear dropped on that line
For it is every other season
For no however reason
You compose this shallow poem
This charade of care and worrying
Pretend you've changed in words and rhythm
Gentle asking, no sin admitting
But you know real change from that fall
Would be sending no card at...
Makes little stitches in my heart
It holds the secret to some words
That are shallow, but still hurt
I cannot stop, you make me cry
The same card as... every time
You ask me if I was alright -
Oh, wait, a tear dropped on that line
For it is every other season
For no however reason
You compose this shallow poem
This charade of care and worrying
Pretend you've changed in words and rhythm
Gentle asking, no sin admitting
But you know real change from that fall
Would be sending no card at...
#father
#family
#Christmas #hurt
#Christmas #hurt
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ANATOMY OF{ MY} LOVE
If It Hurt And Doesn't Bleed,
It Isn't love.
If It Bleeds But Doesn't Heal,
It Never Was; Love.
Love Hurt, And Hurts,
Love Bleed, And Bleeds,
Love Always, Always:
Love Heal = Heals.
It Isn't love.
If It Bleeds But Doesn't Heal,
It Never Was; Love.
Love Hurt, And Hurts,
Love Bleed, And Bleeds,
Love Always, Always:
Love Heal = Heals.
#love
#heartbroken
#breakup
#disappointment
#hurt
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f**kdom
I sacrifice myself on the cross of unforgiveness
I will always hurt for you
feelings were set into motion
call it fate if you want to
but your energies crossed paths with mine
you touched my sacred hollows with Fuckdom
brought me to my knees and I bled for you
purifying the desires I greet your ego
your attitude,
stoic, fuck women
I don't need um
allowing you to see what you wanted of my vulnerability
you raped my madness with your alter ego's desire
I cry out and you growled
hold on baby there's so much...
I will always hurt for you
feelings were set into motion
call it fate if you want to
but your energies crossed paths with mine
you touched my sacred hollows with Fuckdom
brought me to my knees and I bled for you
purifying the desires I greet your ego
your attitude,
stoic, fuck women
I don't need um
allowing you to see what you wanted of my vulnerability
you raped my madness with your alter ego's desire
I cry out and you growled
hold on baby there's so much...
#love
#lust
#hurt
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Inner Turmoil
closely you watch, never too far off in the dark
silently with intent, you burn
within my sacred solemn I am hurting
dank days full of mischief speak things into being
sultry sin void of thought intrudes
spikes the guilt
chaste vision spits rebuke
inner turmoil sullies the thought
I must climb to ascend
out of the dungeon of despair you have me in
singling me out as your object of scorn
I pick up your energies
and needful ways
dire in its greed your feelings hunt
I am gentle of desire ...
silently with intent, you burn
within my sacred solemn I am hurting
dank days full of mischief speak things into being
sultry sin void of thought intrudes
spikes the guilt
chaste vision spits rebuke
inner turmoil sullies the thought
I must climb to ascend
out of the dungeon of despair you have me in
singling me out as your object of scorn
I pick up your energies
and needful ways
dire in its greed your feelings hunt
I am gentle of desire ...
#sadness
#love
#hurt
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less is more
metaphors for pain are lies of ommission
confessionals wrapped in proverbs
things I tell myself to feel whole
uttered as prayers to the one above
sometimes I hate you
tumbles from my lips
when love reflected back to me
is broken fractures
refracted darkness of the soul
shining at me in a glaring fashion
so brightly I can't look away
I must look within
to the bitter truths
the honesties of love
the secrets of flesh
repressed desires
keening in despair
...
confessionals wrapped in proverbs
things I tell myself to feel whole
uttered as prayers to the one above
sometimes I hate you
tumbles from my lips
when love reflected back to me
is broken fractures
refracted darkness of the soul
shining at me in a glaring fashion
so brightly I can't look away
I must look within
to the bitter truths
the honesties of love
the secrets of flesh
repressed desires
keening in despair
...
#love
#hurt
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Bellyfull
Bellyfull
My heart lives in my belly now.
From under my ribs, it moved somehow.
Hurt so bad, believed it broke.
Eyes so sad, tears that choke.
But,...it now appears to be.
Safely tucked in the middle of me.
Severed the vein, wrapped in gold.
Begging to end, the have and to hold.
Barely beating, .....alive despite.
Scars emerge, left from his knife.
Deadly marriage, built a callous.
Protects the beat, from hands of malice.
Ashamed I didn't understand. ...
My heart lives in my belly now.
From under my ribs, it moved somehow.
Hurt so bad, believed it broke.
Eyes so sad, tears that choke.
But,...it now appears to be.
Safely tucked in the middle of me.
Severed the vein, wrapped in gold.
Begging to end, the have and to hold.
Barely beating, .....alive despite.
Scars emerge, left from his knife.
Deadly marriage, built a callous.
Protects the beat, from hands of malice.
Ashamed I didn't understand. ...
#secrets
#abuse
#ignorance #hurt
#ignorance #hurt
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love songs
I’ve often thought
that people with bruised faces
and battered hearts
in the contours of which
you find experience
write the best love songs
the blandest hue of LA pop
is fine when you’re fifteen
and privileged
and view love only as
the trading of sweet nouns
but broken teeth and fag embers
tell stories deeper than the beds
of seas across which vipers roam
that people with bruised faces
and battered hearts
in the contours of which
you find experience
write the best love songs
the blandest hue of LA pop
is fine when you’re fifteen
and privileged
and view love only as
the trading of sweet nouns
but broken teeth and fag embers
tell stories deeper than the beds
of seas across which vipers roam
#love
#LifeStruggles
#music #hurt
#music #hurt
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