Poems about Vulnerability
#vulnerability
Poetry about being vulnerable, capable of being physically or emotionally wounded. Poems about our own vulnerability or that of others.
Sword from the stone
I gave my all
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
I know you put all your eggs on me
Made me your Moses and expected me to part the seas
Gave me the torch to carry your dream
In me you had hope
In me you gave your all
Despite all my faults.
And I tried and gave it my all.
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
Is it my lack of strength
Or the heaviness of my heart?
Is it my failures?
Or my lack of wisdom?
The sea stands before us,
and the wolves are...
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
I know you put all your eggs on me
Made me your Moses and expected me to part the seas
Gave me the torch to carry your dream
In me you had hope
In me you gave your all
Despite all my faults.
And I tried and gave it my all.
But I still could not pull the sword from the stone.
Is it my lack of strength
Or the heaviness of my heart?
Is it my failures?
Or my lack of wisdom?
The sea stands before us,
and the wolves are...
#disappointment
#LifeStruggles
#responsibility #vulnerability
#responsibility #vulnerability
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Broken Hearts
I sail the seas with pride
You can't hide your heart
You shouldn't deny your love
You can't hide your heart
You shouldn't deny your love
#love
#sea
#senryu
#shadows
#vulnerability
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Ocean of Sorrow
When the air falls silent,
and you rest your head
on my heart,
I’m afraid all you’ll hear
is a resonance with a cadence
of an ocean of sorrow,
echoing waves of my blues,
ebbing and flowing in woe
within my soul’s conch.
and you rest your head
on my heart,
I’m afraid all you’ll hear
is a resonance with a cadence
of an ocean of sorrow,
echoing waves of my blues,
ebbing and flowing in woe
within my soul’s conch.
#sadness
#vulnerability
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Broken
Within my flesh
My soul is torn
Lost in a day
Not for the strong
Broken
Dreams I can't follow
If I die forever
Everlasting sorrow
My soul is torn
Lost in a day
Not for the strong
Broken
Dreams I can't follow
If I die forever
Everlasting sorrow
#dark
#rhyming
#vulnerability #weakness
#vulnerability #weakness
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The Guilty Generation
I wake up angry
as two faced January
screams the death throes of our world
The kids say it's my fault
that I could have done more
The 'guilty' generation
who should have done more
So I took my rage to a church
where cold high ceilings
squander energy
while my anger squirms
I am angry at God
and myself
for listening
to too much news
I should learn to shut it all out
put my head in the sand--
but then isn't that what God does
while his children burn
as two faced January
screams the death throes of our world
The kids say it's my fault
that I could have done more
The 'guilty' generation
who should have done more
So I took my rage to a church
where cold high ceilings
squander energy
while my anger squirms
I am angry at God
and myself
for listening
to too much news
I should learn to shut it all out
put my head in the sand--
but then isn't that what God does
while his children burn
#anger
#sadness
#vulnerability
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Restored
Crumbled bones start to mend now,
Restored pieces crawl back to their owner
Chances of rebirth, life's kindness returned as a donor
Life returned at last somehow
Voluntarily, it gave a cure for the ache
Noticed the screeching that came out of the owner's mouth,
Resembling an unforeseen plague
Despite inevitable doom, life saved the bones from decaying
Somehow, it was life that saw willingness remaining
Though the pain of the shattering still lingers,
The pain greater than previous hollow wounds,
At last, the blood pulses through the...
Restored pieces crawl back to their owner
Chances of rebirth, life's kindness returned as a donor
Life returned at last somehow
Voluntarily, it gave a cure for the ache
Noticed the screeching that came out of the owner's mouth,
Resembling an unforeseen plague
Despite inevitable doom, life saved the bones from decaying
Somehow, it was life that saw willingness remaining
Though the pain of the shattering still lingers,
The pain greater than previous hollow wounds,
At last, the blood pulses through the...
#healing
#hope
#vulnerability
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An itch
Her body is wrapped in bandage
For her skin does not scab
Once again
it is torn by her own nails
Which now protrude from her limbs
Her legs and arms horribly disfigured and impaled
Cut and bruised at her own hand
She tries not to look at them
As they only blemish her very vision
and claw at her memory
Void of mercy
and gentleness
they can no longer be hidden
stubbornly forgotten and encased in her bleeding flesh
Again, she will begin to itch
And then the memories
they will subside
after she has scratched raw...
For her skin does not scab
Once again
it is torn by her own nails
Which now protrude from her limbs
Her legs and arms horribly disfigured and impaled
Cut and bruised at her own hand
She tries not to look at them
As they only blemish her very vision
and claw at her memory
Void of mercy
and gentleness
they can no longer be hidden
stubbornly forgotten and encased in her bleeding flesh
Again, she will begin to itch
And then the memories
they will subside
after she has scratched raw...
#emotional
#FeelingTrapped
#MentalHealth
#vulnerability
#weakness
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WEIRD CHAINS
They invent new lies with periodical distractions
repeat falsehood till truth turns doubtful
teach generations the ways of hating
the porn of discriminating, dividing, killing
the innocents that love their neighbors
value diversity, equality and peace
shunning the weird chains that lock the sun for roots to grow
R K Singh
repeat falsehood till truth turns doubtful
teach generations the ways of hating
the porn of discriminating, dividing, killing
the innocents that love their neighbors
value diversity, equality and peace
shunning the weird chains that lock the sun for roots to grow
R K Singh
#corruption
#politics
#vulnerability
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new year (same issues)
here
it is,
a brand
new year,
and
unfortunately
i carried
with me
now
the same
pain that
i had
hoped
to leave
behind
with the
old year.
it is,
a brand
new year,
and
unfortunately
i carried
with me
now
the same
pain that
i had
hoped
to leave
behind
with the
old year.
#disability
#hurt
#illness
#vulnerability
#weakness
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LOSS
The chimneys around my home
print black spots on the walls
darken the air I breathe and
the water I drink or bathe in
the owners know how to shut
the mouths of inspectors
and the mafia know how
to make money this season
politics of lack of rain
repair and management
scraunch smoke from wildfires away
to country’s gas emissions
they have their priorities
mission to rewrite histories
erase the past and erect
new walls of divisions
climate change is no excuse
to mould the minds of Gen-Z ...
print black spots on the walls
darken the air I breathe and
the water I drink or bathe in
the owners know how to shut
the mouths of inspectors
and the mafia know how
to make money this season
politics of lack of rain
repair and management
scraunch smoke from wildfires away
to country’s gas emissions
they have their priorities
mission to rewrite histories
erase the past and erect
new walls of divisions
climate change is no excuse
to mould the minds of Gen-Z ...
#apathy
#SelfHarm
#vulnerability
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Echo
caught in a tangle of dusted words
unheard
fading away in despair
a lingering echo from my mind
pled
don’t leave me behind—
…leave me behind…
…me behind…
…behind…
unheard
fading away in despair
a lingering echo from my mind
pled
don’t leave me behind—
…leave me behind…
…me behind…
…behind…
#silence
#emotions
#vulnerability
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Sessions Part 1
Memory distorts
Memory heals
Memory contorts
Memory steals
Not all memories comforts
The whole morning went by in a blur. The two couples I had sessions with had been challenging lately. Whenever I felt that they have moved forward on a particular topic, one of them would bring up something from the past that reverts the whole situation backward. ...
Memory heals
Memory contorts
Memory steals
Not all memories comforts
The whole morning went by in a blur. The two couples I had sessions with had been challenging lately. Whenever I felt that they have moved forward on a particular topic, one of them would bring up something from the past that reverts the whole situation backward. ...
#LifeStruggles
#vulnerability
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