Poems About Hurt by New Members
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Poems about hurt by new members. Poems written by members who joined within the last 30 days.
Inkplay
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 7:44pm
15th Apr 2024 7:44pm
The Trechory of Myself
I find myself reaching
for words recently,
trying to find the combination
that will release the treacherous
pain that hounds me relentlessly
day and night.
I'm so tired of being heart-broken,
tired of the smile that covers it up,
exhausted of the sound of
my own voice as it ricochets
off these empty walls,
the irony that lonliness
refuses to leave is not lost on me
and I am yearning for a distraction
that'll satisfy these frayed nerve endings
for words recently,
trying to find the combination
that will release the treacherous
pain that hounds me relentlessly
day and night.
I'm so tired of being heart-broken,
tired of the smile that covers it up,
exhausted of the sound of
my own voice as it ricochets
off these empty walls,
the irony that lonliness
refuses to leave is not lost on me
and I am yearning for a distraction
that'll satisfy these frayed nerve endings
#love
#loneliness
#relationships
#breakup
#hurt
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Inkplay
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 7:44pm
15th Apr 2024 7:44pm
The Trechory of Myself
I find myself reaching
for words recently,
trying to find the combination
that will release the treacherous
pain that hounds me relentlessly
day and night.
I'm so tired of being heart-broken,
tired of the smile that covers it up,
exhausted of the sound of
my own voice as it ricochets
off these empty walls,
the irony that lonliness
refuses to leave is not lost on me
and I am yearning for a distraction
that'll satisfy these frayed nerve endings
for words recently,
trying to find the combination
that will release the treacherous
pain that hounds me relentlessly
day and night.
I'm so tired of being heart-broken,
tired of the smile that covers it up,
exhausted of the sound of
my own voice as it ricochets
off these empty walls,
the irony that lonliness
refuses to leave is not lost on me
and I am yearning for a distraction
that'll satisfy these frayed nerve endings
#love
#loneliness
#relationships
#breakup
#hurt
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Inkplay
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 7:44pm
15th Apr 2024 7:44pm
The Trechory of Myself
I find myself reaching
for words recently,
trying to find the combination
that will release the treacherous
pain that hounds me relentlessly
day and night.
I'm so tired of being heart-broken,
tired of the smile that covers it up,
exhausted of the sound of
my own voice as it ricochets
off these empty walls,
the irony that lonliness
refuses to leave is not lost on me
and I am yearning for a distraction
that'll satisfy these frayed nerve endings
for words recently,
trying to find the combination
that will release the treacherous
pain that hounds me relentlessly
day and night.
I'm so tired of being heart-broken,
tired of the smile that covers it up,
exhausted of the sound of
my own voice as it ricochets
off these empty walls,
the irony that lonliness
refuses to leave is not lost on me
and I am yearning for a distraction
that'll satisfy these frayed nerve endings
#love
#loneliness
#relationships
#breakup
#hurt
52 reads
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Inkplay
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 7:44pm
15th Apr 2024 7:44pm
The Trechory of Myself
I find myself reaching
for words recently,
trying to find the combination
that will release the treacherous
pain that hounds me relentlessly
day and night.
I'm so tired of being heart-broken,
tired of the smile that covers it up,
exhausted of the sound of
my own voice as it ricochets
off these empty walls,
the irony that lonliness
refuses to leave is not lost on me
and I am yearning for a distraction
that'll satisfy these frayed nerve endings
for words recently,
trying to find the combination
that will release the treacherous
pain that hounds me relentlessly
day and night.
I'm so tired of being heart-broken,
tired of the smile that covers it up,
exhausted of the sound of
my own voice as it ricochets
off these empty walls,
the irony that lonliness
refuses to leave is not lost on me
and I am yearning for a distraction
that'll satisfy these frayed nerve endings
#love
#loneliness
#relationships
#breakup
#hurt
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Inkplay
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 7:44pm
15th Apr 2024 7:44pm
The Trechory of Myself
I find myself reaching
for words recently,
trying to find the combination
that will release the treacherous
pain that hounds me relentlessly
day and night.
I'm so tired of being heart-broken,
tired of the smile that covers it up,
exhausted of the sound of
my own voice as it ricochets
off these empty walls,
the irony that lonliness
refuses to leave is not lost on me
and I am yearning for a distraction
that'll satisfy these frayed nerve endings
for words recently,
trying to find the combination
that will release the treacherous
pain that hounds me relentlessly
day and night.
I'm so tired of being heart-broken,
tired of the smile that covers it up,
exhausted of the sound of
my own voice as it ricochets
off these empty walls,
the irony that lonliness
refuses to leave is not lost on me
and I am yearning for a distraction
that'll satisfy these frayed nerve endings
#love
#loneliness
#relationships
#breakup
#hurt
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Aquatic-Vehicle
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 7:13am
29th Mar 2024 7:13am
The Tortoise
Years turn to decades,
Thirteen to be exact.
Scars enclose my carcass,
Almost hollow.
The pale touch of the leaves,
The pain.
Sensitivity pings my nerves,
I just want to rest.
One step forward and another staggered,
It's almost the end for the tortoise.
Thirteen to be exact.
Scars enclose my carcass,
Almost hollow.
The pale touch of the leaves,
The pain.
Sensitivity pings my nerves,
I just want to rest.
One step forward and another staggered,
It's almost the end for the tortoise.
#hope
#death
#gratitude #hurt
#gratitude #hurt
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1 Comment
Aquatic-Vehicle
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 7:13am
29th Mar 2024 7:13am
The Tortoise
Years turn to decades,
Thirteen to be exact.
Scars enclose my carcass,
Almost hollow.
The pale touch of the leaves,
The pain.
Sensitivity pings my nerves,
I just want to rest.
One step forward and another staggered,
It's almost the end for the tortoise.
Thirteen to be exact.
Scars enclose my carcass,
Almost hollow.
The pale touch of the leaves,
The pain.
Sensitivity pings my nerves,
I just want to rest.
One step forward and another staggered,
It's almost the end for the tortoise.
#hope
#death
#gratitude #hurt
#gratitude #hurt
90 reads
1 Comment
Aquatic-Vehicle
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 7:13am
29th Mar 2024 7:13am
The Tortoise
Years turn to decades,
Thirteen to be exact.
Scars enclose my carcass,
Almost hollow.
The pale touch of the leaves,
The pain.
Sensitivity pings my nerves,
I just want to rest.
One step forward and another staggered,
It's almost the end for the tortoise.
Thirteen to be exact.
Scars enclose my carcass,
Almost hollow.
The pale touch of the leaves,
The pain.
Sensitivity pings my nerves,
I just want to rest.
One step forward and another staggered,
It's almost the end for the tortoise.
#hope
#death
#gratitude #hurt
#gratitude #hurt
90 reads
1 Comment
Aquatic-Vehicle
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 7:13am
29th Mar 2024 7:13am
The Tortoise
Years turn to decades,
Thirteen to be exact.
Scars enclose my carcass,
Almost hollow.
The pale touch of the leaves,
The pain.
Sensitivity pings my nerves,
I just want to rest.
One step forward and another staggered,
It's almost the end for the tortoise.
Thirteen to be exact.
Scars enclose my carcass,
Almost hollow.
The pale touch of the leaves,
The pain.
Sensitivity pings my nerves,
I just want to rest.
One step forward and another staggered,
It's almost the end for the tortoise.
#hope
#death
#gratitude #hurt
#gratitude #hurt
90 reads
1 Comment
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 9:51pm
7th Apr 2024 9:51pm
Forgive Me
Roses are not supposed to burn.
I didn't know what I’m supposed to do.
Your desire was so hot;
You had me so confused.
I didn’t mean the words I said
That's not what I intended to do.
Love me
But don't leave me
Listen to what I am saying to you
Dont give that desire
To someone new
I won't play any more games
Hear what I’m telling you
Don't take our fire
I just don't know what to do
Please, please please
See that I am begging you
I'll give you the pleasure.
And I’ll take the pain ...
I didn't know what I’m supposed to do.
Your desire was so hot;
You had me so confused.
I didn’t mean the words I said
That's not what I intended to do.
Love me
But don't leave me
Listen to what I am saying to you
Dont give that desire
To someone new
I won't play any more games
Hear what I’m telling you
Don't take our fire
I just don't know what to do
Please, please please
See that I am begging you
I'll give you the pleasure.
And I’ll take the pain ...
#love
#rejection
#hurt
93 reads
4 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 9:51pm
7th Apr 2024 9:51pm
Forgive Me
Roses are not supposed to burn.
I didn't know what I’m supposed to do.
Your desire was so hot;
You had me so confused.
I didn’t mean the words I said
That's not what I intended to do.
Love me
But don't leave me
Listen to what I am saying to you
Dont give that desire
To someone new
I won't play any more games
Hear what I’m telling you
Don't take our fire
I just don't know what to do
Please, please please
See that I am begging you
I'll give you the pleasure.
And I’ll take the pain ...
I didn't know what I’m supposed to do.
Your desire was so hot;
You had me so confused.
I didn’t mean the words I said
That's not what I intended to do.
Love me
But don't leave me
Listen to what I am saying to you
Dont give that desire
To someone new
I won't play any more games
Hear what I’m telling you
Don't take our fire
I just don't know what to do
Please, please please
See that I am begging you
I'll give you the pleasure.
And I’ll take the pain ...
#love
#rejection
#hurt
93 reads
4 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 9:51pm
7th Apr 2024 9:51pm
Forgive Me
Roses are not supposed to burn.
I didn't know what I’m supposed to do.
Your desire was so hot;
You had me so confused.
I didn’t mean the words I said
That's not what I intended to do.
Love me
But don't leave me
Listen to what I am saying to you
Dont give that desire
To someone new
I won't play any more games
Hear what I’m telling you
Don't take our fire
I just don't know what to do
Please, please please
See that I am begging you
I'll give you the pleasure.
And I’ll take the pain ...
I didn't know what I’m supposed to do.
Your desire was so hot;
You had me so confused.
I didn’t mean the words I said
That's not what I intended to do.
Love me
But don't leave me
Listen to what I am saying to you
Dont give that desire
To someone new
I won't play any more games
Hear what I’m telling you
Don't take our fire
I just don't know what to do
Please, please please
See that I am begging you
I'll give you the pleasure.
And I’ll take the pain ...
#love
#rejection
#hurt
93 reads
4 Comments
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