Poems about Suffering
#suffering
Poems about suffering, physical or mental pain. Emotional poems about personal suffering, or those who are suffering in society.
David_Macleod
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:47am
Yesterday 6:47am
Awakenings
#sadness
#abuse
#MeToo
#suffering
#nightmares
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6 Comments
The_Starstruck
Poem Published
18th Jan 2020 4:47am
18th Jan 2020 4:47am
Please Don't See
Please don't see me as I sob over a 4 year old memory that shouldn't hurt anymore.
Please don't see me and continue tapping away at your phone as I tap my leg and count to try and calm the 3 no 10 no 20 thoughts racing through my head at once.
Please don't see me in the lobby to the therapist office because God forbid you feel pity for me and I have to pretend you don't look just like the doctors looking at the bruises and muscle of the legs that I hate so much.
Please don't see meas I fight against anxiety while baking because despite my trust I can't stop...
Please don't see me and continue tapping away at your phone as I tap my leg and count to try and calm the 3 no 10 no 20 thoughts racing through my head at once.
Please don't see me in the lobby to the therapist office because God forbid you feel pity for me and I have to pretend you don't look just like the doctors looking at the bruises and muscle of the legs that I hate so much.
Please don't see meas I fight against anxiety while baking because despite my trust I can't stop...
#anxiety
#PTSD
#suffering #disappointment
#suffering #disappointment
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Joshuaberry
Ancestor
Ancestor
Poem Published
16th Jan 2020 4:53am
16th Jan 2020 4:53am
Porous Politicians' Art
moaning monkeys clustered
punctured passion littered
on taunted trail
callous commotions create
mumbling dusk tearing
wielding weary hisses
few gulped stance
puking mystic trance
leering felon prance
salient pairs' hood
squatting pleasure stool
saucy cards puke
porous politicians' art:
sundry characters craft.
20:01:16:05:33
punctured passion littered
on taunted trail
callous commotions create
mumbling dusk tearing
wielding weary hisses
few gulped stance
puking mystic trance
leering felon prance
salient pairs' hood
squatting pleasure stool
saucy cards puke
porous politicians' art:
sundry characters craft.
20:01:16:05:33
#abuse
#despair
#suffering #hurt
#suffering #hurt
18 reads
4 Comments
LadyFitz
Poem Published
16th Jan 2020 1:33am
16th Jan 2020 1:33am
Ease
It’s a terrible disease
Crippling and controlled
A generic mold
Cowards and crows
Where most souls go
No fire
No desire
A mediocre end
Just paper and pen
No colors
Lukewarm lovers
No orgasmic shutters
Same Routine
The in between
Crippling and controlled
A generic mold
Cowards and crows
Where most souls go
No fire
No desire
A mediocre end
Just paper and pen
No colors
Lukewarm lovers
No orgasmic shutters
Same Routine
The in between
#women
#men
#ignorance #suffering
#ignorance #suffering
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1 Comment
Grace
Idryad
Idryad
Bumped 15th Jan 2020 8:59am
17th Oct 2018 12:35pm
17th Oct 2018 12:35pm
Thoughts I ponder
are there salves for wounds
the heart sustained through life
poultices to soothe the pain
years in the making, unhealed yet
are there healing dewdrops
from saps of magical plants
herbs to stop the gnawing pain
the recurring fever brought by memories
are there comfort from words
uttered by insincere lips
eyes sparkling with amusement
even as voices drum their sympathy
are there anything more
than mere silence
holding back the tears
smiling through the dusts...
I wonder.
the heart sustained through life
poultices to soothe the pain
years in the making, unhealed yet
are there healing dewdrops
from saps of magical plants
herbs to stop the gnawing pain
the recurring fever brought by memories
are there comfort from words
uttered by insincere lips
eyes sparkling with amusement
even as voices drum their sympathy
are there anything more
than mere silence
holding back the tears
smiling through the dusts...
I wonder.
#sadness
#grief
#suffering
267 reads
6 Comments
Kaylor1967
Ruben
Ruben
Poem Published
14th Jan 2020 4:47pm
14th Jan 2020 4:47pm
Another cheerful day (The beauty of decay)
On this day.
Journey through.
Mind whirling.
Abstract thought.
Tripping.... reaching stars.
Skydiving in serenity.
Unaware of a decent.
The long fall back down to earth.
Seeing future events.
Achingly beautiful.
Wide eyed ready for coming calamity.
Closing oneself inside the overcoat of sadness.
Bitterness rises to catch the breath.
Moments lost in the ice of its loneliness.
Slipping from this realm.
The grip of illness pulling.
Blackness spreading contaminating.
Heart beats slowing.
Damage occurs...
Journey through.
Mind whirling.
Abstract thought.
Tripping.... reaching stars.
Skydiving in serenity.
Unaware of a decent.
The long fall back down to earth.
Seeing future events.
Achingly beautiful.
Wide eyed ready for coming calamity.
Closing oneself inside the overcoat of sadness.
Bitterness rises to catch the breath.
Moments lost in the ice of its loneliness.
Slipping from this realm.
The grip of illness pulling.
Blackness spreading contaminating.
Heart beats slowing.
Damage occurs...
#dark
#illness
#despair #suffering
#despair #suffering
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Benzy_420
Poem Published
12th Jan 2020 6:11am
12th Jan 2020 6:11am
Worm's Dessert (A plea for salvation)
Father please, I need forgiveness for my weaknesses
For weeks I sit in breach of what the pastor preach, it's hard to reach the kid
I ask to speak but darn the speechlessness
My karma keeps me drifting far to sea, I hardly see the cliffs
I can't believe I'm past my peak God, I've got more to give, I'm sure of it
please show me shore again and I'll be born again
I've torn my hair out, ouch I'm sore again, I wanna soar again
I thought a friend was for support to help avoid the end, But my life void of them
Oh boy am I annoyed again ...
For weeks I sit in breach of what the pastor preach, it's hard to reach the kid
I ask to speak but darn the speechlessness
My karma keeps me drifting far to sea, I hardly see the cliffs
I can't believe I'm past my peak God, I've got more to give, I'm sure of it
please show me shore again and I'll be born again
I've torn my hair out, ouch I'm sore again, I wanna soar again
I thought a friend was for support to help avoid the end, But my life void of them
Oh boy am I annoyed again ...
#depression
#regret
#despair
#suffering
#escape
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
10th Jan 2020 6:22pm
10th Jan 2020 6:22pm
Crumbling to Monolithic
I know some who
when faced with their demise
scream and flail most impressively
And then there's me
I stare it down and wax wordy
assuming I decide to speak at all
I'm no better than you
if I cry silently
or refuse to believe my demise
Like you I'm lost to useful
conversation
or other socialization
It's artism-now
as my pun head poetic
I can't lift a finger to brush hair
or tie shoes
If you eat my food
you'll be singing the blues
but that assuming I manage...
when faced with their demise
scream and flail most impressively
And then there's me
I stare it down and wax wordy
assuming I decide to speak at all
I'm no better than you
if I cry silently
or refuse to believe my demise
Like you I'm lost to useful
conversation
or other socialization
It's artism-now
as my pun head poetic
I can't lift a finger to brush hair
or tie shoes
If you eat my food
you'll be singing the blues
but that assuming I manage...
#love
#suffering
#healing
27 reads
2 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
9th Jan 2020 4:28am
9th Jan 2020 4:28am
Unforgiving Nourishment
The digestion of trauma
invading each host
targeting different
parts of us
- communal but isolating
stuck in throat
or rapid heart
straight to gut
(not nausea,
but similar)
tense jaws
restrictive moments
The aftertaste of the recipe
- one ingredient,
maybe all
The lack of courage
is the dreaded flashback
Each time
the taste is reflective
of that first dish.
invading each host
targeting different
parts of us
- communal but isolating
stuck in throat
or rapid heart
straight to gut
(not nausea,
but similar)
tense jaws
restrictive moments
The aftertaste of the recipe
- one ingredient,
maybe all
The lack of courage
is the dreaded flashback
Each time
the taste is reflective
of that first dish.
#grief
#LifeStruggles
#memories #suffering
#memories #suffering
43 reads
3 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
6th Jan 2020 1:58pm
6th Jan 2020 1:58pm
Sortez par l'entrée
Waitin for the sultry day when the puggle-popples bloom,
& remember what it was that day, effected the lease'age on your room.
Night....too wide for some, to swift for the others. Will ever there be peace between
these great anomalies coming to be days into being, worth mapping stars for?
It;s as in remembering a future in death when no one is there to affirm your "being."
A place where all identity must be sloughed, as such dead-weight & must be jettisoned.
! Sortez par l'entrée !
...
& remember what it was that day, effected the lease'age on your room.
Night....too wide for some, to swift for the others. Will ever there be peace between
these great anomalies coming to be days into being, worth mapping stars for?
It;s as in remembering a future in death when no one is there to affirm your "being."
A place where all identity must be sloughed, as such dead-weight & must be jettisoned.
! Sortez par l'entrée !
...
#happiness
#sadness
#loneliness
#freedom
#suffering
47 reads
2 Comments
NuBorn
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 9:21am
4th Jan 2020 9:21am
Empty Tombs
Palindrome poetry"
Unseen and hidden dark things
Bringing worth and virtue
Adding sense and driven-purpose
In
Separately
Tortured lives
Daily
"MIND-MY-BLOWING"
Screams
&
Shouts
&
Voices
&
Hands reaching out
Of
Empty Graves
Yet
NONE
======
HEARS
======
NONE
Yet
Graves empty
Of
Outreaching hands
&
Voices
&
Shouts
&
Screams
Blowing-my-mind
Daily
Tortured lives
Separately
In...
Unseen and hidden dark things
Bringing worth and virtue
Adding sense and driven-purpose
In
Separately
Tortured lives
Daily
"MIND-MY-BLOWING"
Screams
&
Shouts
&
Voices
&
Hands reaching out
Of
Empty Graves
Yet
NONE
======
HEARS
======
NONE
Yet
Graves empty
Of
Outreaching hands
&
Voices
&
Shouts
&
Screams
Blowing-my-mind
Daily
Tortured lives
Separately
In...
#depression
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#graveyard
#suffering
46 reads
2 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2020 9:04pm
2nd Jan 2020 9:04pm
Silent Violence
There're so many who're suffering in silence
Being muted victims of domestic violence
As the time keeps tick, tick & ticking away
Uttering not a word; concerned what others'll say
They pray that someday the pain will end
Reality being that it also happens to men
They pretend that it doesn't out of fear
Emasculating terms are what they'll hear
It's not fair but what the hell in life is
It even happens in front of his kids
Hid from outsiders is the true her
While deep down inside he requires a cure
Being muted victims of domestic violence
As the time keeps tick, tick & ticking away
Uttering not a word; concerned what others'll say
They pray that someday the pain will end
Reality being that it also happens to men
They pretend that it doesn't out of fear
Emasculating terms are what they'll hear
It's not fair but what the hell in life is
It even happens in front of his kids
Hid from outsiders is the true her
While deep down inside he requires a cure
#men
#suffering
#DomesticViolence
63 reads
3 Comments
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