Poems about Suffering
#suffering
Poems about suffering, physical or mental pain. Emotional poems about personal suffering, or those who are suffering in society.
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Oh Yes She Did
It seems to be a "pick me" generation.
Soft words on lonely ears, giving way to temptation.
Bended weak knees, handing over beautiful flowers.
Begging for love in the midst of cold showers.
Don't you know your worth, don't you know your strength?
Men are to be leaders not simps in the ranks.
Even if you are lonely, don't let your heart be torn, a real man should be loved, not just a prisoner of war.
Soft words on lonely ears, giving way to temptation.
Bended weak knees, handing over beautiful flowers.
Begging for love in the midst of cold showers.
Don't you know your worth, don't you know your strength?
Men are to be leaders not simps in the ranks.
Even if you are lonely, don't let your heart be torn, a real man should be loved, not just a prisoner of war.
#suffering
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Fall into my breath
Hey now where did you go?
Thought I was holding you?
All you are is air darling
Fall into my breath and chase away my fears only don't leave me so hollow
I sit back and look at this thing I've become
Am I really so twisted or are these the things you've filled me up with
But trusting what you say
I truly am not worth a thing.
Thought I was holding you?
All you are is air darling
Fall into my breath and chase away my fears only don't leave me so hollow
I sit back and look at this thing I've become
Am I really so twisted or are these the things you've filled me up with
But trusting what you say
I truly am not worth a thing.
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#rejection
#suffering
#vulnerability
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Where did my Sunshine go???
Sometimes there
will be
SUNSHINE
Sometimes there
will be
RAIN
Sometimes you
will have
JOY IN YOUR HEART, and
Sometimes you
will feel
PAIN!!!!
Sometimes you
will have your
STRUGGLES,
Sometimes you
will have your
FEARS
Sometimes you
will go through
SORROW,
and
shed so many
TEARS,
From
TRIALS TO TRIALS,
and
TIME TO TIME,
Within this
ERA
IS WHAT I
STALL FIND,
A TIME OF
CALM,
A TIME OF
PEACE,
A...
will be
SUNSHINE
Sometimes there
will be
RAIN
Sometimes you
will have
JOY IN YOUR HEART, and
Sometimes you
will feel
PAIN!!!!
Sometimes you
will have your
STRUGGLES,
Sometimes you
will have your
FEARS
Sometimes you
will go through
SORROW,
and
shed so many
TEARS,
From
TRIALS TO TRIALS,
and
TIME TO TIME,
Within this
ERA
IS WHAT I
STALL FIND,
A TIME OF
CALM,
A TIME OF
PEACE,
A...
#LifeStruggles
#suffering
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Into Shreds
Watching you breathe in
the same air as me,
sharing the very roof and planet
with you,
makes me want to rake my skin,
tear it into shreds,
peel it layer by layer,
crawl away of any scraps left,
set every remnant alight
and flee from any reminder
of you.
the same air as me,
sharing the very roof and planet
with you,
makes me want to rake my skin,
tear it into shreds,
peel it layer by layer,
crawl away of any scraps left,
set every remnant alight
and flee from any reminder
of you.
#dark
#hate
#suffering
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Pitiful Souls
Pitiful souls living off crumbs,
hardly surviving alone,
mice digging from bedrock
sifting through debris for daily bread.
Pitiful souls joined in a nest of matrimony
in the name of stability and unity,
sharing scraps,
drawing near to fatality,
in a miserable race against time.
Pitiful souls chasing after copulation,
mindlessly delivering innocent lives
cradled at chaos’ doorstep,
lost embryos left to wander.
Pitiful souls giving birth
to more pitiful souls,
enduring wars,
ruthlessly...
hardly surviving alone,
mice digging from bedrock
sifting through debris for daily bread.
Pitiful souls joined in a nest of matrimony
in the name of stability and unity,
sharing scraps,
drawing near to fatality,
in a miserable race against time.
Pitiful souls chasing after copulation,
mindlessly delivering innocent lives
cradled at chaos’ doorstep,
lost embryos left to wander.
Pitiful souls giving birth
to more pitiful souls,
enduring wars,
ruthlessly...
#despair
#frustration
#sadness #suffering
#sadness #suffering
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Art
Art
Let me explain
It's not about a series of words scribbled on a page.
Or
Paint splattered canvas , graphite sketch images
A series of sounds made by any variety of instruments.
Art is more than all that .
It is about expressing the emotions most people bury deep inside of their souls , the love the suffering , the joy and pain that scratches from the darkest reaches within you heart , cracking thru your rib bones and organs just to tell the world a little piece of the puzzle ,
That
Is
You
...
Let me explain
It's not about a series of words scribbled on a page.
Or
Paint splattered canvas , graphite sketch images
A series of sounds made by any variety of instruments.
Art is more than all that .
It is about expressing the emotions most people bury deep inside of their souls , the love the suffering , the joy and pain that scratches from the darkest reaches within you heart , cracking thru your rib bones and organs just to tell the world a little piece of the puzzle ,
That
Is
You
...
#art
#emotions
#identity
#inspirational
#suffering
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The Marionette and the Puppeteer
Having fun on his own, the puppeteer wanted any toy to pass the time with—a plaything for his lecherous mind. There, he noticed the puppet sleeping soundly in the same room—the perfect doll, he thought.
At first, it began with stolen glances and grazes across her figure. Then, when the lights were turned off and everyone was asleep, his show started, and his costume was on, designed to do tricks for her—tricks she had never felt before, and neither did she want to feel.
Paralyzed, lying like a corpse as he fastened the strings around her wrists, joints, and limbs, she...
At first, it began with stolen glances and grazes across her figure. Then, when the lights were turned off and everyone was asleep, his show started, and his costume was on, designed to do tricks for her—tricks she had never felt before, and neither did she want to feel.
Paralyzed, lying like a corpse as he fastened the strings around her wrists, joints, and limbs, she...
#dark
#manipulation
#suffering
#suicide
#violence
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Da Bomb
Black hole in the bomb
Oppy in Los Alomos
New Mexico dessert
Fusion atomic bomb
Witch hunt McCarthy era
Japanese children with no skin
Such knowledge I can’t imagine
Einstein’s Teacher
Drop the bomb
Cities explode
Made the bomb to beat Hitler
So now he’s dead in a bunker
All this work I want to see
Here goes Hiroshima in a mushroom
Could have dropped it on Japan Bay
But I want to see destruction of humans
And buildings layed flat to the ground
Fireworks on...
Oppy in Los Alomos
New Mexico dessert
Fusion atomic bomb
Witch hunt McCarthy era
Japanese children with no skin
Such knowledge I can’t imagine
Einstein’s Teacher
Drop the bomb
Cities explode
Made the bomb to beat Hitler
So now he’s dead in a bunker
All this work I want to see
Here goes Hiroshima in a mushroom
Could have dropped it on Japan Bay
But I want to see destruction of humans
And buildings layed flat to the ground
Fireworks on...
#death
#suffering
#war
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Story
I'll bring you stories,
of the one heart beating,
an end to thumping,
then the one dying,
the burial of daffodils,
and all of the roses,
story of sorrow,
the one of tomorrow......
of the one heart beating,
an end to thumping,
then the one dying,
the burial of daffodils,
and all of the roses,
story of sorrow,
the one of tomorrow......
#love
#memorial
#sadness #suffering
#sadness #suffering
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Throwing Up From Last Night's Party
Yvonne woke
up hungover
and found
herself naked
and on top of Kai
and that her
husband
Steven was
on top
of Oona's
bare belly
before going to
the bathroom and throwing
up
from last night's party.
up hungover
and found
herself naked
and on top of Kai
and that her
husband
Steven was
on top
of Oona's
bare belly
before going to
the bathroom and throwing
up
from last night's party.
#alcohol
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
#suffering
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I Like Me Better
I like me better when
I’m just a shadow painted on the wall.
Dim light illuminated from the lamp,
Casting this version of me
Murky and opaque, a proof I exist,
Mirroring and tailing my movements
To remind me of what I am,
Though it knows not who I am.
This silhouette, merely a fragment of me,
Dancing across the room while I’m writhing,
A glorious reflection of my being,
Failed to display my agony
As it lingers, quietly witnessing.
That’s why I like me better when I’m her.
I trace the contours of...
I’m just a shadow painted on the wall.
Dim light illuminated from the lamp,
Casting this version of me
Murky and opaque, a proof I exist,
Mirroring and tailing my movements
To remind me of what I am,
Though it knows not who I am.
This silhouette, merely a fragment of me,
Dancing across the room while I’m writhing,
A glorious reflection of my being,
Failed to display my agony
As it lingers, quietly witnessing.
That’s why I like me better when I’m her.
I trace the contours of...
#beauty
#identity
#shadows #suffering
#shadows #suffering
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Sick
head heavy like stone
sandpaper lining my throat
can't keep my eyes o....
.
sandpaper lining my throat
can't keep my eyes o....
.
#illness
#senryu
#sleep #suffering
#sleep #suffering
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