Least Read Poems About Suffering
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Least read poems about suffering. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
FeNyX
Poem Published
8th Jan 2021 7:49am
8th Jan 2021 7:49am
k- Spill The Blood
Hesitant pensiveness
Blood lust's need calls
The past riles up
The cheering rises
Coal tendrils envelop shining soul
The cacophony increases
The tempo pulses harder
The need is imperatorius
"SPILL THE BLOOD"
"SPILL THE BLOOD"
"SPILL THE BLOOD"
A hand rises
A blue gleam
The masses still
The Sword is sheathed
"There will be no slaughter of innocents"
...
Blood lust's need calls
The past riles up
The cheering rises
Coal tendrils envelop shining soul
The cacophony increases
The tempo pulses harder
The need is imperatorius
"SPILL THE BLOOD"
"SPILL THE BLOOD"
"SPILL THE BLOOD"
A hand rises
A blue gleam
The masses still
The Sword is sheathed
"There will be no slaughter of innocents"
...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#suffering
11 reads
5 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
15th Apr 2020 6:15pm
15th Apr 2020 6:15pm
Choked in Silence
The frail drums of my ears
Loop alarms excessive enough to bring forth tears
The deafening circus these humans bear
Migrate my migraines the size of a bear
That tears me to shreds until I’m completely bare
This thunderous ruckus shakes away at my pain
Aggressing the sensation of my throbbing pain
Mocking its deeds until I’m insane
Just outside its vantage point where it camps on my pane
Their opera of life reeks of havoc sent
Manure under my nose squatting their shitty scent
Parading around as if they’re so innocent
Of...
Loop alarms excessive enough to bring forth tears
The deafening circus these humans bear
Migrate my migraines the size of a bear
That tears me to shreds until I’m completely bare
This thunderous ruckus shakes away at my pain
Aggressing the sensation of my throbbing pain
Mocking its deeds until I’m insane
Just outside its vantage point where it camps on my pane
Their opera of life reeks of havoc sent
Manure under my nose squatting their shitty scent
Parading around as if they’re so innocent
Of...
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#suffering
#temptation
#NaPoWriMo2020
13 reads
4 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
31st Jul 2024 2:45pm
31st Jul 2024 2:45pm
The Kindness of Quiet
In these the quiet moments of the day
how I so long for pain to pass away
and though my shore be pounded by the waves
a jagged stone will never roll or sway
The tapestries collected often seem
as though they were embroidered by a dream
interwoven, with all the hurt I feel
sometimes it has to bleed to know it's real
In truth the morning always yields to night
and in this life not everything is bright
so I shall turn no longer in your sight
until the morn, with dew and dawn's delight
To be wrapped in the sun, her...
how I so long for pain to pass away
and though my shore be pounded by the waves
a jagged stone will never roll or sway
The tapestries collected often seem
as though they were embroidered by a dream
interwoven, with all the hurt I feel
sometimes it has to bleed to know it's real
In truth the morning always yields to night
and in this life not everything is bright
so I shall turn no longer in your sight
until the morn, with dew and dawn's delight
To be wrapped in the sun, her...
#hope
#hurt
#peace #suffering
#peace #suffering
14 reads
6 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
19th Oct 2020 3:40pm
19th Oct 2020 3:40pm
Skin Wars
Who told you that the color of a soul was skin-deep?
That it had to lose its pigmentation in order to get a spot where you sleep
Who told you that the beauty of a soul had color in the first place?
What reality are we living in where hatred can just shit in our face?
Who told you that we were allowed to see a soul in this way?
Who told you that this was ok?
That it was ok to write your self-appointed and twisted views into the book of man
That you can control and play God under the one true being who created man
Who told you that it was ok to sleep with...
That it had to lose its pigmentation in order to get a spot where you sleep
Who told you that the beauty of a soul had color in the first place?
What reality are we living in where hatred can just shit in our face?
Who told you that we were allowed to see a soul in this way?
Who told you that this was ok?
That it was ok to write your self-appointed and twisted views into the book of man
That you can control and play God under the one true being who created man
Who told you that it was ok to sleep with...
#rejection
#abuse
#ignorance
#suffering
#emotional
16 reads
6 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 1:04pm
20th Dec 2024 1:04pm
Sinking
I took a sip of forever
from a glass half empty
as it sat upon a life less lived
in a corner of a dark room
A silence twice spoken
sees the man lie broken
jigsaw pieces filed down
so they never fit again
The one winged butterfly
spirals downward until the
once beautiful becomes cold
and alone
On the ocean with no land
in sight, tired of treading water
never more than a mile away
I sink in a pool of blood
from a glass half empty
as it sat upon a life less lived
in a corner of a dark room
A silence twice spoken
sees the man lie broken
jigsaw pieces filed down
so they never fit again
The one winged butterfly
spirals downward until the
once beautiful becomes cold
and alone
On the ocean with no land
in sight, tired of treading water
never more than a mile away
I sink in a pool of blood
#dark
#suffering
17 reads
3 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 6:45pm
26th Jun 2024 6:45pm
At Least There’s A Cure
Invisible devices bind, leaving such
beautifully deep and bleeding scars
A pain that pours from the secret places
seeping into the hearts of those we
cherish most, killing them
ever so slowly
Love is a disease
God gnawing at Adam’s rib, a rabid dog
chewing until the spit and bone dust
created Eve, then with blood and semen
she and he bred death
A demon called decay teaching that
everything rots for the fallen, laughs
at the lovers gaze, for he sees
the brutality artfully hidden and
tastes the...
beautifully deep and bleeding scars
A pain that pours from the secret places
seeping into the hearts of those we
cherish most, killing them
ever so slowly
Love is a disease
God gnawing at Adam’s rib, a rabid dog
chewing until the spit and bone dust
created Eve, then with blood and semen
she and he bred death
A demon called decay teaching that
everything rots for the fallen, laughs
at the lovers gaze, for he sees
the brutality artfully hidden and
tastes the...
#death
#love
#oppression #suffering
#oppression #suffering
20 reads
12 Comments
Emetophilic
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 1:06pm
21st Jan 2025 1:06pm
Pure emptiness
#depression
#EatingDisorder
#identity
#SelfHarm
#suffering
23 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:10pm
Yesterday 9:10pm
The Last Post!
Posterior
post-poned
post haste
Post mortem
Post apocolyptic
Post traumatic!
The last post.....
by Jemia
post-poned
post haste
Post mortem
Post apocolyptic
Post traumatic!
The last post.....
by Jemia
#LifeCycle
#suffering
#war
25 reads
0 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2024 9:51pm
3rd Jul 2024 9:51pm
Never Thought Myself Garbage
The distillation of my heart
leaves condensation upon my
brow, that which bled now
coagulated, a stroke of luck
Cold roll the beads downward
as so the countenance falls,
cloudless rain besets and
will not be absorbed
Though the crucifixion imagined
the nails hurt none the less
and I without a Magdalena cry
myself to sleep
The ache of bone beneath
aged flesh speaks to a well
travelled road, oceans between
us, my throat still dry
You left me to die in the desert
no kiss goodbye to...
leaves condensation upon my
brow, that which bled now
coagulated, a stroke of luck
Cold roll the beads downward
as so the countenance falls,
cloudless rain besets and
will not be absorbed
Though the crucifixion imagined
the nails hurt none the less
and I without a Magdalena cry
myself to sleep
The ache of bone beneath
aged flesh speaks to a well
travelled road, oceans between
us, my throat still dry
You left me to die in the desert
no kiss goodbye to...
#death
#grief
#rejection #suffering
#rejection #suffering
26 reads
10 Comments
OccultCatalyst
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 8:45am
23rd Jan 2025 8:45am
Invocation
I call upon the Legion, from the depths of darkest night,
Lilith’s breath in my veins, I bask in her wicked light.
Through the gates of Hell I crawl, and the demons answer back,
Feel the fire of the Abyss, let it burn my soul to black.
In the name of Azazel, I curse your hollow prayers,
Lucifer’s hand on my chest, showing me the snare.
I spit on your salvation, on the lies of your gods,
The flames of Perdition consume you, bound in iron rods.
By the black sun, I rise, anointed by despair,
Feel the weight of demons, feel the cold, bitter...
Lilith’s breath in my veins, I bask in her wicked light.
Through the gates of Hell I crawl, and the demons answer back,
Feel the fire of the Abyss, let it burn my soul to black.
In the name of Azazel, I curse your hollow prayers,
Lucifer’s hand on my chest, showing me the snare.
I spit on your salvation, on the lies of your gods,
The flames of Perdition consume you, bound in iron rods.
By the black sun, I rise, anointed by despair,
Feel the weight of demons, feel the cold, bitter...
#dark
#hate
#sacrifice #suffering
#sacrifice #suffering
31 reads
0 Comments
LunaDahlia
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 3:52pm
4th Jan 2025 3:52pm
Down The Rabbit Hole Of My Trauma And Nightmares (Chapter 2)
#PTSD
#suffering
33 reads
0 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 4:44pm
21st Jan 2025 4:44pm
Flayed
A ghost that haunts every time the mirror reflects
crying shame
biting clawing for more
everyone wants a piece
the fuse lit many moons ago
sitting cross legged playing Russian roulette with the ego
finding that balance between bliss emptiness and suffering
burnt offerings throughout the night eyes blinded by the dawns light
crying shame
biting clawing for more
everyone wants a piece
the fuse lit many moons ago
sitting cross legged playing Russian roulette with the ego
finding that balance between bliss emptiness and suffering
burnt offerings throughout the night eyes blinded by the dawns light
#suffering
38 reads
1 Comment
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