Poems About Hurt Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about hurt published by members recently online.
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 3:43pm
21st Jul 2024 3:43pm
Leaving You
I tried to tell you so many times
I tried to put it so you would understand in rhyme
The best I can do is to say it straight
I hate to put more on your plate
My heart is not in what we have
Please don't cry, this is going bad
I tried to tell you so many times
I said and did things, but you were blind
You would have left me if it was the other way around
please do not crumble to the ground
My bags are packed no need for me to stay
I cannot bare to see you this way
You can hate me, curse me, do what...
I tried to put it so you would understand in rhyme
The best I can do is to say it straight
I hate to put more on your plate
My heart is not in what we have
Please don't cry, this is going bad
I tried to tell you so many times
I said and did things, but you were blind
You would have left me if it was the other way around
please do not crumble to the ground
My bags are packed no need for me to stay
I cannot bare to see you this way
You can hate me, curse me, do what...
#emotional
#hurt
#rejection
45 reads
11 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 3:43pm
21st Jul 2024 3:43pm
Leaving You
I tried to tell you so many times
I tried to put it so you would understand in rhyme
The best I can do is to say it straight
I hate to put more on your plate
My heart is not in what we have
Please don't cry, this is going bad
I tried to tell you so many times
I said and did things, but you were blind
You would have left me if it was the other way around
please do not crumble to the ground
My bags are packed no need for me to stay
I cannot bare to see you this way
You can hate me, curse me, do what...
I tried to put it so you would understand in rhyme
The best I can do is to say it straight
I hate to put more on your plate
My heart is not in what we have
Please don't cry, this is going bad
I tried to tell you so many times
I said and did things, but you were blind
You would have left me if it was the other way around
please do not crumble to the ground
My bags are packed no need for me to stay
I cannot bare to see you this way
You can hate me, curse me, do what...
#emotional
#hurt
#rejection
45 reads
11 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 3:43pm
21st Jul 2024 3:43pm
Leaving You
I tried to tell you so many times
I tried to put it so you would understand in rhyme
The best I can do is to say it straight
I hate to put more on your plate
My heart is not in what we have
Please don't cry, this is going bad
I tried to tell you so many times
I said and did things, but you were blind
You would have left me if it was the other way around
please do not crumble to the ground
My bags are packed no need for me to stay
I cannot bare to see you this way
You can hate me, curse me, do what...
I tried to put it so you would understand in rhyme
The best I can do is to say it straight
I hate to put more on your plate
My heart is not in what we have
Please don't cry, this is going bad
I tried to tell you so many times
I said and did things, but you were blind
You would have left me if it was the other way around
please do not crumble to the ground
My bags are packed no need for me to stay
I cannot bare to see you this way
You can hate me, curse me, do what...
#emotional
#hurt
#rejection
45 reads
11 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
12th Feb 2024 8:39pm
12th Feb 2024 8:39pm
MAGA Paleolithicus
They were an undiscovered type of ape
living among us in truck stops and bars
where there was no acceptable escape
from substance abuse and loud guitars,
and thus they had no complete trains of thought
to mollify the beast in beasty mode
where pride soon saw that they remained untaught
except for using congress as a commode
rather than for tutored parlance, as meant,
and so turbulence ruled MAGA hearts,
so much so, that the jargon which they spent
made less sense...
living among us in truck stops and bars
where there was no acceptable escape
from substance abuse and loud guitars,
and thus they had no complete trains of thought
to mollify the beast in beasty mode
where pride soon saw that they remained untaught
except for using congress as a commode
rather than for tutored parlance, as meant,
and so turbulence ruled MAGA hearts,
so much so, that the jargon which they spent
made less sense...
#grief
#despair
#hurt
193 reads
17 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
12th Feb 2024 8:39pm
12th Feb 2024 8:39pm
MAGA Paleolithicus
They were an undiscovered type of ape
living among us in truck stops and bars
where there was no acceptable escape
from substance abuse and loud guitars,
and thus they had no complete trains of thought
to mollify the beast in beasty mode
where pride soon saw that they remained untaught
except for using congress as a commode
rather than for tutored parlance, as meant,
and so turbulence ruled MAGA hearts,
so much so, that the jargon which they spent
made less sense...
living among us in truck stops and bars
where there was no acceptable escape
from substance abuse and loud guitars,
and thus they had no complete trains of thought
to mollify the beast in beasty mode
where pride soon saw that they remained untaught
except for using congress as a commode
rather than for tutored parlance, as meant,
and so turbulence ruled MAGA hearts,
so much so, that the jargon which they spent
made less sense...
#grief
#despair
#hurt
193 reads
17 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
12th Feb 2024 8:39pm
12th Feb 2024 8:39pm
MAGA Paleolithicus
They were an undiscovered type of ape
living among us in truck stops and bars
where there was no acceptable escape
from substance abuse and loud guitars,
and thus they had no complete trains of thought
to mollify the beast in beasty mode
where pride soon saw that they remained untaught
except for using congress as a commode
rather than for tutored parlance, as meant,
and so turbulence ruled MAGA hearts,
so much so, that the jargon which they spent
made less sense...
living among us in truck stops and bars
where there was no acceptable escape
from substance abuse and loud guitars,
and thus they had no complete trains of thought
to mollify the beast in beasty mode
where pride soon saw that they remained untaught
except for using congress as a commode
rather than for tutored parlance, as meant,
and so turbulence ruled MAGA hearts,
so much so, that the jargon which they spent
made less sense...
#grief
#despair
#hurt
193 reads
17 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 1:34pm
19th Oct 2024 1:34pm
Stillness
In the stillness waiting
Down a dark alleyway on the edges of madness
I watch as your breath quickens
Perspiration on your brow
i wonder what you’re thinking
Your eyes dart back and forth
But no one is there
The ties that bind you twist and tighten
You are all alone with your God
But he doesn’t answer
In desperation you try to imagine
An escape
But there is no escape from the nightmare
My soul has departed
All iI have is vengance
...
Down a dark alleyway on the edges of madness
I watch as your breath quickens
Perspiration on your brow
i wonder what you’re thinking
Your eyes dart back and forth
But no one is there
The ties that bind you twist and tighten
You are all alone with your God
But he doesn’t answer
In desperation you try to imagine
An escape
But there is no escape from the nightmare
My soul has departed
All iI have is vengance
...
#dark
#death
#emptiness
#fear
#hurt
88 reads
5 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 1:34pm
19th Oct 2024 1:34pm
Stillness
In the stillness waiting
Down a dark alleyway on the edges of madness
I watch as your breath quickens
Perspiration on your brow
i wonder what you’re thinking
Your eyes dart back and forth
But no one is there
The ties that bind you twist and tighten
You are all alone with your God
But he doesn’t answer
In desperation you try to imagine
An escape
But there is no escape from the nightmare
My soul has departed
All iI have is vengance
...
Down a dark alleyway on the edges of madness
I watch as your breath quickens
Perspiration on your brow
i wonder what you’re thinking
Your eyes dart back and forth
But no one is there
The ties that bind you twist and tighten
You are all alone with your God
But he doesn’t answer
In desperation you try to imagine
An escape
But there is no escape from the nightmare
My soul has departed
All iI have is vengance
...
#dark
#death
#emptiness
#fear
#hurt
88 reads
5 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 1:34pm
19th Oct 2024 1:34pm
Stillness
In the stillness waiting
Down a dark alleyway on the edges of madness
I watch as your breath quickens
Perspiration on your brow
i wonder what you’re thinking
Your eyes dart back and forth
But no one is there
The ties that bind you twist and tighten
You are all alone with your God
But he doesn’t answer
In desperation you try to imagine
An escape
But there is no escape from the nightmare
My soul has departed
All iI have is vengance
...
Down a dark alleyway on the edges of madness
I watch as your breath quickens
Perspiration on your brow
i wonder what you’re thinking
Your eyes dart back and forth
But no one is there
The ties that bind you twist and tighten
You are all alone with your God
But he doesn’t answer
In desperation you try to imagine
An escape
But there is no escape from the nightmare
My soul has departed
All iI have is vengance
...
#dark
#death
#emptiness
#fear
#hurt
88 reads
5 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 1:34pm
19th Oct 2024 1:34pm
Stillness
In the stillness waiting
Down a dark alleyway on the edges of madness
I watch as your breath quickens
Perspiration on your brow
i wonder what you’re thinking
Your eyes dart back and forth
But no one is there
The ties that bind you twist and tighten
You are all alone with your God
But he doesn’t answer
In desperation you try to imagine
An escape
But there is no escape from the nightmare
My soul has departed
All iI have is vengance
...
Down a dark alleyway on the edges of madness
I watch as your breath quickens
Perspiration on your brow
i wonder what you’re thinking
Your eyes dart back and forth
But no one is there
The ties that bind you twist and tighten
You are all alone with your God
But he doesn’t answer
In desperation you try to imagine
An escape
But there is no escape from the nightmare
My soul has departed
All iI have is vengance
...
#dark
#death
#emptiness
#fear
#hurt
88 reads
5 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 1:34pm
19th Oct 2024 1:34pm
Stillness
In the stillness waiting
Down a dark alleyway on the edges of madness
I watch as your breath quickens
Perspiration on your brow
i wonder what you’re thinking
Your eyes dart back and forth
But no one is there
The ties that bind you twist and tighten
You are all alone with your God
But he doesn’t answer
In desperation you try to imagine
An escape
But there is no escape from the nightmare
My soul has departed
All iI have is vengance
...
Down a dark alleyway on the edges of madness
I watch as your breath quickens
Perspiration on your brow
i wonder what you’re thinking
Your eyes dart back and forth
But no one is there
The ties that bind you twist and tighten
You are all alone with your God
But he doesn’t answer
In desperation you try to imagine
An escape
But there is no escape from the nightmare
My soul has departed
All iI have is vengance
...
#dark
#death
#emptiness
#fear
#hurt
88 reads
5 Comments
LunasChild8
Poem Published
9th Jul 2024 1:50am
9th Jul 2024 1:50am
What Comes After
The wind blows away all cohesive thought
I can’t even find it within myself to be distraught
This time since we’ve been apart have felt like centuries
I’m caught in a never-ending loop of all of our memories.
One day we were together; the next day we were torn apart
My soul’s merely an abyss when it once outshone the brightest star
I can’t swallow this point of our history
I beg you to please set my heart and soul free.
Flames turn to dust
This aching chasm overwhelms my heart that was once full of love
Nothing stays the same ...
I can’t even find it within myself to be distraught
This time since we’ve been apart have felt like centuries
I’m caught in a never-ending loop of all of our memories.
One day we were together; the next day we were torn apart
My soul’s merely an abyss when it once outshone the brightest star
I can’t swallow this point of our history
I beg you to please set my heart and soul free.
Flames turn to dust
This aching chasm overwhelms my heart that was once full of love
Nothing stays the same ...
#emotions
#heartbroken
#hurt
#love
#rhyming
248 reads
14 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Hurt Published by Members Recently Online
