Poems about Vulnerability
#vulnerability
Poetry about being vulnerable, capable of being physically or emotionally wounded. Poems about our own vulnerability or that of others.
Burning Blue
Burning Blue
Flames lick my palm
Dance upon flickering light
Sweat builds up on my brow
As I push the plough
Digging down to my essence
Pull back the shade
Hear barks in the distance
In the in between I observed
Glaciers melting
RIse the sea
Look at me
No look at me
Puddles forming
Below the corncob pipe
Magnify a fly
Or magnify a human
Temp rising
Dehydrate drink some water
Basin is drying up
In a desert of thirsty beings...
Flames lick my palm
Dance upon flickering light
Sweat builds up on my brow
As I push the plough
Digging down to my essence
Pull back the shade
Hear barks in the distance
In the in between I observed
Glaciers melting
RIse the sea
Look at me
No look at me
Puddles forming
Below the corncob pipe
Magnify a fly
Or magnify a human
Temp rising
Dehydrate drink some water
Basin is drying up
In a desert of thirsty beings...
#earth
#environment
#vulnerability
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each day hurts
unfortunately,
i feel
just as
i look,
the sun
comes up,
hours pass
and then
the moon
waves,
another
morning
and things
haven't
changed,
my body
in pain,
i feel
it there
to greet
me each
new day.
i feel
just as
i look,
the sun
comes up,
hours pass
and then
the moon
waves,
another
morning
and things
haven't
changed,
my body
in pain,
i feel
it there
to greet
me each
new day.
#disability
#emotional
#illness
#suffering
#vulnerability
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Love...Forgotten
Bitterness
Your life in bitterness
Hatred
Hate consumes your every emotion
Your soul is engulfed with blackness
Putting your guilt upon others
Hate takes over your life
Hate takes over your mind
You feel your life slip away
When you live your life in hate
You seal your destiny
You've sealed your fate
Love... forgotten
Jealousy
Don't take your revenge against me
Pride
Your pride builds up inside
I've got no time for your ignorance
You live in your own complacency
You've made your...
Your life in bitterness
Hatred
Hate consumes your every emotion
Your soul is engulfed with blackness
Putting your guilt upon others
Hate takes over your life
Hate takes over your mind
You feel your life slip away
When you live your life in hate
You seal your destiny
You've sealed your fate
Love... forgotten
Jealousy
Don't take your revenge against me
Pride
Your pride builds up inside
I've got no time for your ignorance
You live in your own complacency
You've made your...
#breakup
#emptiness
#love
#sadness
#vulnerability
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I'll Play That Fiddle For You
As odd as it may seem
This reality is only a dream
Like millions of insects freezing to death
Sociopath is my mathematics
The final answer is zero
C'mon, you'd love to be the superhero
The processed foods of your labors
Have decayed into disease
And the sweat you are dripping
Is the milk you consume with ease
Pick the peddles off of my flower
I'll reveal the lies you told during the last hour
Your passion is sour
My control is power
This reality is only a dream
Like millions of insects freezing to death
Sociopath is my mathematics
The final answer is zero
C'mon, you'd love to be the superhero
The processed foods of your labors
Have decayed into disease
And the sweat you are dripping
Is the milk you consume with ease
Pick the peddles off of my flower
I'll reveal the lies you told during the last hour
Your passion is sour
My control is power
#manipulation
#power
#vulnerability #weakness
#vulnerability #weakness
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See-Through
Sewn diaphanous gossamer
As a see-through sheer,
Shaped with tatters of words
I mend together to catch a glimpse
Of my thoughts’ sculpture.
Tracing their curves,
Crafted with delicate fingers,
Every contour on display
For my eyes to grasp
And my soul to heave a sigh—
I can see myself now.
As a see-through sheer,
Shaped with tatters of words
I mend together to catch a glimpse
Of my thoughts’ sculpture.
Tracing their curves,
Crafted with delicate fingers,
Every contour on display
For my eyes to grasp
And my soul to heave a sigh—
I can see myself now.
#vulnerability
#WritingPoetry
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Business Models
Now it seems the law is just for suckers
thanks to the win at all cost white boy votes
who everyone else knows are the fuckers
snorting winner's dope on their motor boats
in their cultural affirmation vice
where they bitch about crime, but do the drugs,
snuck through that border to reduce the price
by some fossil fuel motorhead thugs
whose motivation is to be in charge,
so they can knock down those pesky rules
preventing illicit sales at large,
especially in the public schools...
because they love the Jeffrey Epstein plan...
thanks to the win at all cost white boy votes
who everyone else knows are the fuckers
snorting winner's dope on their motor boats
in their cultural affirmation vice
where they bitch about crime, but do the drugs,
snuck through that border to reduce the price
by some fossil fuel motorhead thugs
whose motivation is to be in charge,
so they can knock down those pesky rules
preventing illicit sales at large,
especially in the public schools...
because they love the Jeffrey Epstein plan...
#corruption
#deception
#oppression
#politics
#vulnerability
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Twisted Truths
Blindfolded
and stuffed into this wagon
Subjected
to more than you can handle
Pressuring
ensure acceleration
Gravity
cannot restrain the tension
Endlessly
can't you see
there are no limitations
Stability
a term that has no meaning
Set me free
infinity revealing
Deaden my awareness of conclusions
Persistent
while reasoning delusions
Lift the weight of the world from my shoulders
back and forth we live with unresolved problems
and stuffed into this wagon
Subjected
to more than you can handle
Pressuring
ensure acceleration
Gravity
cannot restrain the tension
Endlessly
can't you see
there are no limitations
Stability
a term that has no meaning
Set me free
infinity revealing
Deaden my awareness of conclusions
Persistent
while reasoning delusions
Lift the weight of the world from my shoulders
back and forth we live with unresolved problems
#anxiety
#escape
#LifeStruggles
#vulnerability
#weakness
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Dawns Grace
Morbidly Insane;
Patently Inane;
Perpetually Mundane….
Staring into this darkness
Until morning came.
Racing turmoil
Of my mind.
Casting shadows,
That grip and bind.
Misdirection and time:
Askew and upside down.
Within this chamber,
‘Round and around.
Cold and sweaty,
About to drown.
Came up for air,
None to be found.
Frantically fighting
What is not there….
Nightmares of the past
Or ghosts of tomorrow’s snare?
Patently Inane;
Perpetually Mundane….
Staring into this darkness
Until morning came.
Racing turmoil
Of my mind.
Casting shadows,
That grip and bind.
Misdirection and time:
Askew and upside down.
Within this chamber,
‘Round and around.
Cold and sweaty,
About to drown.
Came up for air,
None to be found.
Frantically fighting
What is not there….
Nightmares of the past
Or ghosts of tomorrow’s snare?
#depression
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#spiritual
#vulnerability
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Always in a daze
Always in a daze
I live the same routine over & over again
Wear that empty gaze
The one that keeps me
Sane!
Don't crucify me
You'll see
Inside I'm fragile....I'm weak
So much more to lose
if I don't try
But I cannot change
I'll just burn the ambition inside
Stared into a void
Of emptiness and a bitter feeling
Too much time alone
Leads me into darkness, dreaming
This road will take me nowhere
Suffocates my will
Today though, I will try again to be something I am not
I live the same routine over & over again
Wear that empty gaze
The one that keeps me
Sane!
Don't crucify me
You'll see
Inside I'm fragile....I'm weak
So much more to lose
if I don't try
But I cannot change
I'll just burn the ambition inside
Stared into a void
Of emptiness and a bitter feeling
Too much time alone
Leads me into darkness, dreaming
This road will take me nowhere
Suffocates my will
Today though, I will try again to be something I am not
#boredom
#dark
#LifeGoals
#loneliness
#vulnerability
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too tired
i wake up
each morning
with more
physical pain,
(except
when i
sleep for
a few
hours during
my day),
than i don't
want to
continue
enduring,
ailments
it seems
i inherited
from my
mother,
and knowing
that the
government
refuses to
compensate
me fully
does not
help an
already bad
situation.
each morning
with more
physical pain,
(except
when i
sleep for
a few
hours during
my day),
than i don't
want to
continue
enduring,
ailments
it seems
i inherited
from my
mother,
and knowing
that the
government
refuses to
compensate
me fully
does not
help an
already bad
situation.
#disability
#illness
#insomnia
#vulnerability
#weakness
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The Shaggy D.A.
Famous MAGA piece of shit Gaetz
reminds us to be wise with votes
lest we wind up with reprobates
shaming daughters with shameless gloats,
which speak to his priorities,
for underage activism...
as merely bro proclivities
for ill suited public jism,
of which the citizens have heard
enough to think his word absurd
and that he is the biggest turd
to ever chase a teenage bird...
and if he could she'd be his slave
leftover from a MAGA rave.
reminds us to be wise with votes
lest we wind up with reprobates
shaming daughters with shameless gloats,
which speak to his priorities,
for underage activism...
as merely bro proclivities
for ill suited public jism,
of which the citizens have heard
enough to think his word absurd
and that he is the biggest turd
to ever chase a teenage bird...
and if he could she'd be his slave
leftover from a MAGA rave.
#corruption
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
#vanity
#vulnerability
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The Scoundrel Republic
Neo-Confederate MAGA
has made it very clear
as when Chickamauga
made freedom cost quite dear.
And now we know what they want most
is to fuck some daughter,
paid for by an oligarch host...
who by ruse had got her.
Thus we learn that their culture war
is bogus on its face
when they as well want sex and more
and so to kids give chase...
to have them serve as demimonde
or courtesan of old
whose virgin trust soon forms a bond...
as sex slaves bought and sold.
has made it very clear
as when Chickamauga
made freedom cost quite dear.
And now we know what they want most
is to fuck some daughter,
paid for by an oligarch host...
who by ruse had got her.
Thus we learn that their culture war
is bogus on its face
when they as well want sex and more
and so to kids give chase...
to have them serve as demimonde
or courtesan of old
whose virgin trust soon forms a bond...
as sex slaves bought and sold.
#manipulation
#silence
#vulnerability
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