Poems about Suffering
#suffering
Poems about suffering, physical or mental pain. Emotional poems about personal suffering, or those who are suffering in society.
CanDyFloss_72Monet
Poem Published
25th Mar 2023 10:36am
25th Mar 2023 10:36am
All through the night.
The stubborn man wouldn't accept his encompassing fate. Terrified of it.
After a frightening flight of fight,all through the night.
He relented with each breath.
He held the stubborn man in his arms.
Kissed his cheeks.
Stubborn man looked up at him and said.
"I'm going to see my mummy. I've missed her."
© CandyFlossMonet. March 2023
After a frightening flight of fight,all through the night.
He relented with each breath.
He held the stubborn man in his arms.
Kissed his cheeks.
Stubborn man looked up at him and said.
"I'm going to see my mummy. I've missed her."
© CandyFlossMonet. March 2023
#sadness
#despair
#suffering
#emotional
#fear
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Wired6
Bumped 23rd Mar 2023 4:52pm
8th Nov 2021 2:21am
8th Nov 2021 2:21am
Unsure
He's Dead.
But Alive.
In Spite.
©Wired6. 28/10/2021
But Alive.
In Spite.
©Wired6. 28/10/2021
#dark
#lies
#silence
#tragedy
#suffering
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LadyFitz
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2023 2:39pm
23rd Mar 2023 2:39pm
Ignorance is bliss
See I think a lot of you have it wrong
You think love is suppose to come with torture and putting in years shows your relationship is strong
If your years equals misery
And giving up is frowned upon
Then I bow my head in shame
I won’t tolerate disrespect for a new last name
Relationships like this breed the weak
My man my man my man ,bringing home disease
So in the mean time Ill just catch up on all my sleep
Because you won’t see me weep
Or drag my feet
And yes relationships can be hard but not ones where you have to...
You think love is suppose to come with torture and putting in years shows your relationship is strong
If your years equals misery
And giving up is frowned upon
Then I bow my head in shame
I won’t tolerate disrespect for a new last name
Relationships like this breed the weak
My man my man my man ,bringing home disease
So in the mean time Ill just catch up on all my sleep
Because you won’t see me weep
Or drag my feet
And yes relationships can be hard but not ones where you have to...
#TruthOfLife
#suffering
#separation #responsibility
#separation #responsibility
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Haunted_Lunacy
Poem Published
21st Mar 2023 7:38pm
21st Mar 2023 7:38pm
Deaf Ears
Suffering inside, /
deaf ears they will never hear, /
screaming from the dark.
deaf ears they will never hear, /
screaming from the dark.
#depression
#dark
#MentalHealth
#despair
#suffering
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CanDyFloss_72Monet
Poem Published
20th Mar 2023 10:23pm
20th Mar 2023 10:23pm
Looking at Mad
At school today,whilst in my history class,and for the first time ever.
Our history teacher(Miss. Radical,we call her.)Talked to us about slavery.
Not Modern day slavery. But slavery of Ancient Africans.
And it was in my history class,that our teacher told us,
that many European countries were involved in the enslavement of Ancient Africans.
But it was the Portuguese, that started it,in the 1400's.
I really wanted to ask my teacher.
Why would anyone want to enslave
and steal from,rape and murder,another human being.
...
Our history teacher(Miss. Radical,we call her.)Talked to us about slavery.
Not Modern day slavery. But slavery of Ancient Africans.
And it was in my history class,that our teacher told us,
that many European countries were involved in the enslavement of Ancient Africans.
But it was the Portuguese, that started it,in the 1400's.
I really wanted to ask my teacher.
Why would anyone want to enslave
and steal from,rape and murder,another human being.
...
#dark
#lies
#evil
#suffering
#sacrifice
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Bluevelvete
Poem Published
15th Mar 2023 7:32pm
15th Mar 2023 7:32pm
Tiny truths... in glimpses
I want to shrink down
slither deep inside
warm myself
until I'm dripping
of your sweet mastery
Smile through welcomed howls
try to still
as the sear burns
into each cell
Fusing
two
to one
Divinity and destiny
beautifully procreate—
birth a new life
In understanding the needs of the flesh;
The ying and yang
of our power exchange
How desire's rippled current electrifies!
My knees wobble
I'm a new babe ...
slither deep inside
warm myself
until I'm dripping
of your sweet mastery
Smile through welcomed howls
try to still
as the sear burns
into each cell
Fusing
two
to one
Divinity and destiny
beautifully procreate—
birth a new life
In understanding the needs of the flesh;
The ying and yang
of our power exchange
How desire's rippled current electrifies!
My knees wobble
I'm a new babe ...
#love
#lust
#BDSM
#confessional
#suffering
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Thesilverymoon
Poem Published
14th Mar 2023 6:18am
14th Mar 2023 6:18am
God
God is the guy you talk to
when you are on the dunny
clutching at your belly
as the pain grips
and the sweat drips
and you pray for a swift recovery
from the pangs of squeeze and misery
generated from your own pile of shite
God is the guy who tells you outright
when you really messed something up
but you are finding it hard to come clean
You ask for redemption
But you have royally fucked someone
They didn’t deserve it
And God decides you shouldn’t get away with it ...
when you are on the dunny
clutching at your belly
as the pain grips
and the sweat drips
and you pray for a swift recovery
from the pangs of squeeze and misery
generated from your own pile of shite
God is the guy who tells you outright
when you really messed something up
but you are finding it hard to come clean
You ask for redemption
But you have royally fucked someone
They didn’t deserve it
And God decides you shouldn’t get away with it ...
#love
#war
#God #suffering
#God #suffering
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APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
14th Mar 2023 3:01am
14th Mar 2023 3:01am
The Land of the Free
In a time of guns and roses,
new gods rise and old gods perish,
worshiping the disciples of greed,
and the slavery of youth and beauty,
as the matrix possesses our souls.
Fight all you want, it's already to late,
you sold your dreams in your sleep,
and you stop to think of the land of the free,
believing it's all hypocrisy,
weeping you ask for spare change,
as a policeman kicks you out the door,
now your dreams are just for warm meals,
soylent green is people you see
new gods rise and old gods perish,
worshiping the disciples of greed,
and the slavery of youth and beauty,
as the matrix possesses our souls.
Fight all you want, it's already to late,
you sold your dreams in your sleep,
and you stop to think of the land of the free,
believing it's all hypocrisy,
weeping you ask for spare change,
as a policeman kicks you out the door,
now your dreams are just for warm meals,
soylent green is people you see
#lies
#greed
#suffering #hypocrisy
#suffering #hypocrisy
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nightbirdblue
enbyblue
enbyblue
Poem Published
10th Mar 2023 8:53am
10th Mar 2023 8:53am
An Addict’s Sermon
#addiction
#MentalHealth
#support
#suffering
#temptation
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jmerrick73
Poem Published
10th Mar 2023 6:20am
10th Mar 2023 6:20am
The Seen destroying forces
There are not just unseen forces set out to destroy your life.
The seen forces are more damaging to your life and everything in it.
I usually deal with the unseen forces.
Yesterday was my first conflict with the seen, in a very long time.
It made itself known months before the initial attack.
The attack came within a few minutes.
It took place at my place of employment.
It wasn't just one force.
It was two.
At the time it began, it was like a hornets nest was floating around the room.
Only this hornets nest was moving towards me and to...
The seen forces are more damaging to your life and everything in it.
I usually deal with the unseen forces.
Yesterday was my first conflict with the seen, in a very long time.
It made itself known months before the initial attack.
The attack came within a few minutes.
It took place at my place of employment.
It wasn't just one force.
It was two.
At the time it began, it was like a hornets nest was floating around the room.
Only this hornets nest was moving towards me and to...
#hate
#dark
#evil
#TruthOfLife
#suffering
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TrueLover
Meganne
Meganne
Poem Published
9th Mar 2023 2:54am
9th Mar 2023 2:54am
A longing to be loved
Mom is beautiful.
And dad is strong.
I know that’s where I get it from.
But, I don’t want to be them.
Wearing scars on my wrist like break crumbs.
They never even noticed them.
Refused to acknowledge that I was broken.
Always happy is what they’re hoping for.
But people are made for more.
I don’t wanna loose them.
But they don’t want me when I’m numb.
They don’t love the person that I’ve become.
They’re apart of me, whether they like it or not.
Who I am was developed by what I was taught.
...
And dad is strong.
I know that’s where I get it from.
But, I don’t want to be them.
Wearing scars on my wrist like break crumbs.
They never even noticed them.
Refused to acknowledge that I was broken.
Always happy is what they’re hoping for.
But people are made for more.
I don’t wanna loose them.
But they don’t want me when I’m numb.
They don’t love the person that I’ve become.
They’re apart of me, whether they like it or not.
Who I am was developed by what I was taught.
...
#loneliness
#FeelingLost
#suffering #hurt
#suffering #hurt
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mel44
Poem Published
7th Mar 2023 1:08pm
7th Mar 2023 1:08pm
Cards
Wanting to reshuffle the deck
too many to be discarded
places I wish I’d never have been
heinous secrets I keep guarded
Longing for a different past
inclination to numb, to forget
yet memories continue to haunt
mislead actions I now regret
Naivety left me vulnerable
many took unjust advantage
leaving me in ruins of my youth
ponderous burdens I could not manage
In reflection, admitting my shame
capable, willing now that I’m grown
accepting my life’s actual trauma
self-aware, I have nothing to atone
too many to be discarded
places I wish I’d never have been
heinous secrets I keep guarded
Longing for a different past
inclination to numb, to forget
yet memories continue to haunt
mislead actions I now regret
Naivety left me vulnerable
many took unjust advantage
leaving me in ruins of my youth
ponderous burdens I could not manage
In reflection, admitting my shame
capable, willing now that I’m grown
accepting my life’s actual trauma
self-aware, I have nothing to atone
#memories
#suffering
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