Poems About Suffering Published by Members Recently Online
#suffering
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 4:23am
8th Sep 2024 4:23am
Sweet Girl
I hurt like Marilyn, always dummying down my intensity
turning down my internal music
so others feel better
such a hefty price for Marilyn
to pay for the looks combined with intelligence
sent to the looney bin
because God forbid you feel too much
it hurts and if I were a reincarnation of her
they would say poor Marilyn still can't get off the dope
I feel a kindred spirit with her
today I imagine she chose to be a nobody
chained to notoriety is no longer for her
in my heart, she flies free
united with the baby...
turning down my internal music
so others feel better
such a hefty price for Marilyn
to pay for the looks combined with intelligence
sent to the looney bin
because God forbid you feel too much
it hurts and if I were a reincarnation of her
they would say poor Marilyn still can't get off the dope
I feel a kindred spirit with her
today I imagine she chose to be a nobody
chained to notoriety is no longer for her
in my heart, she flies free
united with the baby...
#bittersweet
#suffering
#temptation
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 4:23am
8th Sep 2024 4:23am
Sweet Girl
I hurt like Marilyn, always dummying down my intensity
turning down my internal music
so others feel better
such a hefty price for Marilyn
to pay for the looks combined with intelligence
sent to the looney bin
because God forbid you feel too much
it hurts and if I were a reincarnation of her
they would say poor Marilyn still can't get off the dope
I feel a kindred spirit with her
today I imagine she chose to be a nobody
chained to notoriety is no longer for her
in my heart, she flies free
united with the baby...
turning down my internal music
so others feel better
such a hefty price for Marilyn
to pay for the looks combined with intelligence
sent to the looney bin
because God forbid you feel too much
it hurts and if I were a reincarnation of her
they would say poor Marilyn still can't get off the dope
I feel a kindred spirit with her
today I imagine she chose to be a nobody
chained to notoriety is no longer for her
in my heart, she flies free
united with the baby...
#bittersweet
#suffering
#temptation
104 reads
0 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 4:23am
8th Sep 2024 4:23am
Sweet Girl
I hurt like Marilyn, always dummying down my intensity
turning down my internal music
so others feel better
such a hefty price for Marilyn
to pay for the looks combined with intelligence
sent to the looney bin
because God forbid you feel too much
it hurts and if I were a reincarnation of her
they would say poor Marilyn still can't get off the dope
I feel a kindred spirit with her
today I imagine she chose to be a nobody
chained to notoriety is no longer for her
in my heart, she flies free
united with the baby...
turning down my internal music
so others feel better
such a hefty price for Marilyn
to pay for the looks combined with intelligence
sent to the looney bin
because God forbid you feel too much
it hurts and if I were a reincarnation of her
they would say poor Marilyn still can't get off the dope
I feel a kindred spirit with her
today I imagine she chose to be a nobody
chained to notoriety is no longer for her
in my heart, she flies free
united with the baby...
#bittersweet
#suffering
#temptation
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0 Comments
Dragonnora
Nora
Nora
Poem Published
1st Feb 2022 11:00pm
1st Feb 2022 11:00pm
So pretty
My rose has thorns
But the pretty petals are worth the blood
Such beauty is worth a little pain
Pricking every time you touch
And after a while you don't feel it
All you see is gorgeous red
Numb but able to hold it
Holding it till it's dead
So forever I guess
It won't die in my hands
Why would you die
if you had the chance
to be held and to be seen?
Their own blood on your skin
You can't leave me now
No, not after everything
I have sacrificed
After all we've been...
But the pretty petals are worth the blood
Such beauty is worth a little pain
Pricking every time you touch
And after a while you don't feel it
All you see is gorgeous red
Numb but able to hold it
Holding it till it's dead
So forever I guess
It won't die in my hands
Why would you die
if you had the chance
to be held and to be seen?
Their own blood on your skin
You can't leave me now
No, not after everything
I have sacrificed
After all we've been...
#love
#grief
#death
#rose
#suffering
610 reads
3 Comments
Dragonnora
Nora
Nora
Poem Published
1st Feb 2022 11:00pm
1st Feb 2022 11:00pm
So pretty
My rose has thorns
But the pretty petals are worth the blood
Such beauty is worth a little pain
Pricking every time you touch
And after a while you don't feel it
All you see is gorgeous red
Numb but able to hold it
Holding it till it's dead
So forever I guess
It won't die in my hands
Why would you die
if you had the chance
to be held and to be seen?
Their own blood on your skin
You can't leave me now
No, not after everything
I have sacrificed
After all we've been...
But the pretty petals are worth the blood
Such beauty is worth a little pain
Pricking every time you touch
And after a while you don't feel it
All you see is gorgeous red
Numb but able to hold it
Holding it till it's dead
So forever I guess
It won't die in my hands
Why would you die
if you had the chance
to be held and to be seen?
Their own blood on your skin
You can't leave me now
No, not after everything
I have sacrificed
After all we've been...
#love
#grief
#death
#rose
#suffering
610 reads
3 Comments
Dragonnora
Nora
Nora
Poem Published
1st Feb 2022 11:00pm
1st Feb 2022 11:00pm
So pretty
My rose has thorns
But the pretty petals are worth the blood
Such beauty is worth a little pain
Pricking every time you touch
And after a while you don't feel it
All you see is gorgeous red
Numb but able to hold it
Holding it till it's dead
So forever I guess
It won't die in my hands
Why would you die
if you had the chance
to be held and to be seen?
Their own blood on your skin
You can't leave me now
No, not after everything
I have sacrificed
After all we've been...
But the pretty petals are worth the blood
Such beauty is worth a little pain
Pricking every time you touch
And after a while you don't feel it
All you see is gorgeous red
Numb but able to hold it
Holding it till it's dead
So forever I guess
It won't die in my hands
Why would you die
if you had the chance
to be held and to be seen?
Their own blood on your skin
You can't leave me now
No, not after everything
I have sacrificed
After all we've been...
#love
#grief
#death
#rose
#suffering
610 reads
3 Comments
Dragonnora
Nora
Nora
Poem Published
1st Feb 2022 11:00pm
1st Feb 2022 11:00pm
So pretty
My rose has thorns
But the pretty petals are worth the blood
Such beauty is worth a little pain
Pricking every time you touch
And after a while you don't feel it
All you see is gorgeous red
Numb but able to hold it
Holding it till it's dead
So forever I guess
It won't die in my hands
Why would you die
if you had the chance
to be held and to be seen?
Their own blood on your skin
You can't leave me now
No, not after everything
I have sacrificed
After all we've been...
But the pretty petals are worth the blood
Such beauty is worth a little pain
Pricking every time you touch
And after a while you don't feel it
All you see is gorgeous red
Numb but able to hold it
Holding it till it's dead
So forever I guess
It won't die in my hands
Why would you die
if you had the chance
to be held and to be seen?
Their own blood on your skin
You can't leave me now
No, not after everything
I have sacrificed
After all we've been...
#love
#grief
#death
#rose
#suffering
610 reads
3 Comments
Dragonnora
Nora
Nora
Poem Published
1st Feb 2022 11:00pm
1st Feb 2022 11:00pm
So pretty
My rose has thorns
But the pretty petals are worth the blood
Such beauty is worth a little pain
Pricking every time you touch
And after a while you don't feel it
All you see is gorgeous red
Numb but able to hold it
Holding it till it's dead
So forever I guess
It won't die in my hands
Why would you die
if you had the chance
to be held and to be seen?
Their own blood on your skin
You can't leave me now
No, not after everything
I have sacrificed
After all we've been...
But the pretty petals are worth the blood
Such beauty is worth a little pain
Pricking every time you touch
And after a while you don't feel it
All you see is gorgeous red
Numb but able to hold it
Holding it till it's dead
So forever I guess
It won't die in my hands
Why would you die
if you had the chance
to be held and to be seen?
Their own blood on your skin
You can't leave me now
No, not after everything
I have sacrificed
After all we've been...
#love
#grief
#death
#rose
#suffering
610 reads
3 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
Pain au Chocolat
In shadows deep, where whispers coil,
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
#dark
#desert
#despair
#mirror
#suffering
57 reads
9 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
Pain au Chocolat
In shadows deep, where whispers coil,
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
#dark
#desert
#despair
#mirror
#suffering
57 reads
9 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
Pain au Chocolat
In shadows deep, where whispers coil,
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
#dark
#desert
#despair
#mirror
#suffering
57 reads
9 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
Pain au Chocolat
In shadows deep, where whispers coil,
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
#dark
#desert
#despair
#mirror
#suffering
57 reads
9 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Suffering Published by Members Recently Online
