Long Poems About Hurt
#hurt
Long poems about hurt. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
16th Apr 2021 12:09pm
16th Apr 2021 12:09pm
Maeglin
Fair radiance and curly tresses,
lips as juicy as exotic peach,
Maeglin's heart silently caresses
a desire that would turn to siege....
Pure infatuation it is called;
but what a cursed fate indeed,
lineage is said to forestall
inbreeding despite Love's needs...
"Would you ever be capable?"
Somber insight leaks in...
To create a family, a cradle...
there's darkness in between.
No, what resentful disdaign
would turn this frustration in vengeance
and dominating stimulus vain
to possess her for himself's...
lips as juicy as exotic peach,
Maeglin's heart silently caresses
a desire that would turn to siege....
Pure infatuation it is called;
but what a cursed fate indeed,
lineage is said to forestall
inbreeding despite Love's needs...
"Would you ever be capable?"
Somber insight leaks in...
To create a family, a cradle...
there's darkness in between.
No, what resentful disdaign
would turn this frustration in vengeance
and dominating stimulus vain
to possess her for himself's...
#sadness
#love
#rejection
#hurt
#JRRTolkien
541 reads
2 Comments
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
11th Apr 2021 5:13am
11th Apr 2021 5:13am
If then I only knew what I now know, I'd said NO.
Around and around and down I go
When will I stop when I'm in the ground I'll know
It was never ours to begin with to hoard and withhold
Render unto Caesar what is Caesar's it is owed
Now within my own explosion I am ready to implode
As I think of all the spending spent with not a rod dam thing to show
Once you've bought it you're sold
Getting it back will take years more than four score
and cost more than seventy eleven fold
Slow is the hole made in your soul
there goes your whole glow
Wages paid promptly with dues in delinquency still...
When will I stop when I'm in the ground I'll know
It was never ours to begin with to hoard and withhold
Render unto Caesar what is Caesar's it is owed
Now within my own explosion I am ready to implode
As I think of all the spending spent with not a rod dam thing to show
Once you've bought it you're sold
Getting it back will take years more than four score
and cost more than seventy eleven fold
Slow is the hole made in your soul
there goes your whole glow
Wages paid promptly with dues in delinquency still...
#hope
#insomnia
#addiction
#meditation
#hurt
420 reads
0 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 4:01pm
9th Apr 2021 4:01pm
Cumulative Costs
She glistened bronze in the morning sun
gliding across the sand.
His pale body was sprawled in early light,
but he smiled through a drunken fog,
“Listen, in the distance, a lone gull cries.”
She looked down on him surprised – perturbed.
Now, he had her eyes and they were beautiful!
“We always hear the gulls cry on this beach,
but don’t always have to step around drunks,”
and her eyes turned quickly away.
He stared after as her form grew smaller in the distance.
He memorized the lovely shape...
gliding across the sand.
His pale body was sprawled in early light,
but he smiled through a drunken fog,
“Listen, in the distance, a lone gull cries.”
She looked down on him surprised – perturbed.
Now, he had her eyes and they were beautiful!
“We always hear the gulls cry on this beach,
but don’t always have to step around drunks,”
and her eyes turned quickly away.
He stared after as her form grew smaller in the distance.
He memorized the lovely shape...
#sex
#tragedy
#hurt
557 reads
1 Comment
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2021 11:48am
2nd Apr 2021 11:48am
It's not about you
Hello, what do you need, indeed?
Roleplaying calls for some imagination
but our streets are full of tumbleweed
and the faces of people carry frustration...!
What is obstinacy, my dear Ego?
I have never known you, to be sure;
conversations are like stepping on Lego,
and my childhood visions blankly blur
in the shape of imaginary friends,
because no one I met was unconditional,
and the energy fuel lost its stance,
when it got exhausted, it felt past - it's official.
I want to tell you, dear spirit, ...
Roleplaying calls for some imagination
but our streets are full of tumbleweed
and the faces of people carry frustration...!
What is obstinacy, my dear Ego?
I have never known you, to be sure;
conversations are like stepping on Lego,
and my childhood visions blankly blur
in the shape of imaginary friends,
because no one I met was unconditional,
and the energy fuel lost its stance,
when it got exhausted, it felt past - it's official.
I want to tell you, dear spirit, ...
#love
#rejection
#boyfriend
#dreams
#hurt
748 reads
3 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
29th Mar 2021 1:33am
29th Mar 2021 1:33am
O' sister my sister
as kids
it was pulling hair,
hard
fighting— drop down, drag out
yes, cats and dogs
leaving welts
and long harbored bad feelings
stealing each other's clothes
uncommon ground
tattle tailing (mostly me)
just— oil and vinegar
aging
wisely,
came with less conflict
more unity
love, respect, appreciation;
grasping parental effects ...
it was pulling hair,
hard
fighting— drop down, drag out
yes, cats and dogs
leaving welts
and long harbored bad feelings
stealing each other's clothes
uncommon ground
tattle tailing (mostly me)
just— oil and vinegar
aging
wisely,
came with less conflict
more unity
love, respect, appreciation;
grasping parental effects ...
#love
#sister
#family
#IMissYou
#hurt
615 reads
25 Comments
Lord_Raven
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2021 10:58am
23rd Mar 2021 10:58am
Too broken to be saved
#sadness
#dark
#hurt
406 reads
5 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2021 4:19pm
2nd Mar 2021 4:19pm
Viking Battle Revisited
#lust
#teens
#sex
#erotic
#hurt
522 reads
10 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
19th Feb 2021 4:03pm
19th Feb 2021 4:03pm
Love In The Age Of The Asterik
messy dopity dope searchin' for the arms
of hope
(forget the grope while)
holy hope hops
right into the breech.
Forget the bloody
hope.
Cook the dope.
right'ere in th'spoon.
N o w,
elderism has descended
u p o n
the fat'a'flab of unadorned
flesh.....
...
of hope
(forget the grope while)
holy hope hops
right into the breech.
Forget the bloody
hope.
Cook the dope.
right'ere in th'spoon.
N o w,
elderism has descended
u p o n
the fat'a'flab of unadorned
flesh.....
...
#relationships
#conflict
#aging
#consumerism
#hurt
440 reads
0 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
10th Feb 2021 9:05am
10th Feb 2021 9:05am
maybe it's an accidental accent, shock, or why EMT's are always so handsome.
(i.)
July 2019
it's searing and bone protruding
eyes blinded, bloody
shards of glass and encroaching fear
red, blue, and yellowish-white lights blur
a language I can't quite understand
or an accent maybe
cold, so cold - like Ohio, when I was small
Am I frozen?
Maybe I was dreaming of long ago...?
Then I tried to move
my legs work, my fingers move
my arms and head
wait,...
July 2019
it's searing and bone protruding
eyes blinded, bloody
shards of glass and encroaching fear
red, blue, and yellowish-white lights blur
a language I can't quite understand
or an accent maybe
cold, so cold - like Ohio, when I was small
Am I frozen?
Maybe I was dreaming of long ago...?
Then I tried to move
my legs work, my fingers move
my arms and head
wait,...
#cars
#memories
#learning
#luck
#hurt
541 reads
25 Comments
FateOfMyFable
Poem Published
4th Feb 2021 10:00pm
4th Feb 2021 10:00pm
Accessory
From a high to a low. A trusted meaningful desperate need to feel that love hit a low blow. Im not real, I'm an object of representation for your own egos.. admired heros nothing more then zeros. What am I to you? Am I even human in the eyes of my heros. From a high to a low. My heros became villans row by row. Finally getting what I've dreamed for many years never thinking I was worthy of but Finally it seems. Then one after one, i'm shot back into and unto no one. What am I? Do you even see me? Am I really just an accessory to make you feel free? Why Can't I just be me, not of you? I'm...
#sadness
#betrayal
#hurt
407 reads
3 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
27th Jan 2021 9:28pm
27th Jan 2021 9:28pm
Master and Vase (with Reading)
Once, shining with a gloss on the table,
There was a vase in its grace,
And it shone with its facets in the sun,
Full of beautiful wildflowers
Often succumbing to charm,
They approached and touched it slightly,
And for a long time they were so touched by beauty,
Looking slowly along the edges with a glance
But somehow Once, by an accidental movement,
That vase was dropped from the table ...
It fell, flashing only for a moment,
In the fragments of the wretched, losing itself
And like tears water in a...
There was a vase in its grace,
And it shone with its facets in the sun,
Full of beautiful wildflowers
Often succumbing to charm,
They approached and touched it slightly,
And for a long time they were so touched by beauty,
Looking slowly along the edges with a glance
But somehow Once, by an accidental movement,
That vase was dropped from the table ...
It fell, flashing only for a moment,
In the fragments of the wretched, losing itself
And like tears water in a...
#sadness
#beauty
#gratitude
#admiration
#hurt
718 reads
45 Comments
MsRockyJackson
Poem Published
25th Jan 2021 7:24am
25th Jan 2021 7:24am
Guess I Was Wrong
Guess I was wrong to assume you were the one for me when you sold me on a fairy tale instead of a reality,
I guess I was wrong to believe we were meant to be when I should of known you were too good to be true,
I guess I should have known better than to love someone who wouldn't really love me back,
Guess I was wrong to have love you when you didn't love me at all.
All I wanted was you to love me, but you didn't love me at all did you?
All I wanted was to love you and you to love me, but tell me were you ever for real? I guess not then huh?
You promised me the...
I guess I was wrong to believe we were meant to be when I should of known you were too good to be true,
I guess I should have known better than to love someone who wouldn't really love me back,
Guess I was wrong to have love you when you didn't love me at all.
All I wanted was you to love me, but you didn't love me at all did you?
All I wanted was to love you and you to love me, but tell me were you ever for real? I guess not then huh?
You promised me the...
#sadness
#anger
#love
#depression
#hurt
684 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Hurt
