Poems about Vulnerability
#vulnerability
Poetry about being vulnerable, capable of being physically or emotionally wounded. Poems about our own vulnerability or that of others.
not until then...
you can strip down to naked flesh
offer your body for every kiss
...surrender to each tender caress
spread yourself entirely before his gaze
but can you bare yourself
without shedding any fabric
show him your deepest
open yourself to him in unseen ways
will you be fractured...ugly...real
undiluted in being
unmasked & unfiltered
completely honest in how you feel
when nothing is remaining hidden
inner eyes have seen & shared
run spectral fingers over mind
...scars
...&...
offer your body for every kiss
...surrender to each tender caress
spread yourself entirely before his gaze
but can you bare yourself
without shedding any fabric
show him your deepest
open yourself to him in unseen ways
will you be fractured...ugly...real
undiluted in being
unmasked & unfiltered
completely honest in how you feel
when nothing is remaining hidden
inner eyes have seen & shared
run spectral fingers over mind
...scars
...&...
#lover
#honesty
#vulnerability
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Echoes of Conformity
In our quest to belong, we mold ourselves,
Yet the mirror reflects our fractured souls.
The crowd chants familiar refrains,
Their voices mere echoes of borrowed tales.
We stitch our masks, thread by thread,
Yearning for acceptance, for a place to dwell.
But the seams strain, revealing the truth:
We wear borrowed skins, ill-fitting and worn.
Each step echoes the footsteps before,
A dance choreographed by unseen hands.
The weight of conformity presses down,
And we wonder if liberation lies beyond.
Yet, in this shared...
Yet the mirror reflects our fractured souls.
The crowd chants familiar refrains,
Their voices mere echoes of borrowed tales.
We stitch our masks, thread by thread,
Yearning for acceptance, for a place to dwell.
But the seams strain, revealing the truth:
We wear borrowed skins, ill-fitting and worn.
Each step echoes the footsteps before,
A dance choreographed by unseen hands.
The weight of conformity presses down,
And we wonder if liberation lies beyond.
Yet, in this shared...
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#freedom #vulnerability
#freedom #vulnerability
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Cognisance
Loneliness hits
Total eclipse
Yet another blip rips
Into the fabric of our souls
We cry
We tantrum
We huff
We moan
We envy
We sanctum
We mourn
We grow
Life’s all about the lessons
The big
And the small
We all have a journey
That must be followed
And become known
If you can’t be at one
With yourself
Or anyone
Then you’ve really missed the point
Of cognisance
Of it all
Total eclipse
Yet another blip rips
Into the fabric of our souls
We cry
We tantrum
We huff
We moan
We envy
We sanctum
We mourn
We grow
Life’s all about the lessons
The big
And the small
We all have a journey
That must be followed
And become known
If you can’t be at one
With yourself
Or anyone
Then you’ve really missed the point
Of cognisance
Of it all
#TruthOfLife
#wisdom
#bittersweet
#weakness
#vulnerability
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Paradox of Longing
A hollow shell
The chill breeze whispers through
But barely a quiver on skin it caresses
Deep within, an emptiness extends
Where feeling itself seems dead
Yearning for warmth
A comforting glow
Yet at its touch, a hidden seed of anguish
A tangled dance
This push and pull
To crave and reject
The chill breeze whispers through
But barely a quiver on skin it caresses
Deep within, an emptiness extends
Where feeling itself seems dead
Yearning for warmth
A comforting glow
Yet at its touch, a hidden seed of anguish
A tangled dance
This push and pull
To crave and reject
#conflict
#emptiness
#emotions #vulnerability
#emotions #vulnerability
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Soulful Seduction
In front of me stands an enchanting woman,
A fleeting smile gracing her lips.
I sense the gentle touch of her soul,
Near mine, a subtle dance unfolds.
Sipping coffee, my gaze lingers,
Upon this captivating creature.
In my passionate mind, she disrobes,
A slow unveiling, an intimate ode.
Bare, her supple skin unfolds,
Contours glistening, a sight to behold.
Yet, as I sought to peer into her mind,
An elusive realm, I couldn't find.
Imagining her wishes, a silent plea,
The soul takes precedence,...
A fleeting smile gracing her lips.
I sense the gentle touch of her soul,
Near mine, a subtle dance unfolds.
Sipping coffee, my gaze lingers,
Upon this captivating creature.
In my passionate mind, she disrobes,
A slow unveiling, an intimate ode.
Bare, her supple skin unfolds,
Contours glistening, a sight to behold.
Yet, as I sought to peer into her mind,
An elusive realm, I couldn't find.
Imagining her wishes, a silent plea,
The soul takes precedence,...
#love
#relationships
#romantic
#passion
#vulnerability
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bridges burned in front of us
bridges burned in front of us
sad seahorse thoughts
the murder of roses: the
inexcusable
crime
running like rabbits in a
field of foxes
wake up in fear and
break the legs
of dawn
pour a second steaming cup
of agony
look at the space between the
stars
a reminder that there is more
blackness than
light
would that we sit by the
campfire
eyes, ears minds and
throats full of insects
sounds
praying for a biblical
rain to...
sad seahorse thoughts
the murder of roses: the
inexcusable
crime
running like rabbits in a
field of foxes
wake up in fear and
break the legs
of dawn
pour a second steaming cup
of agony
look at the space between the
stars
a reminder that there is more
blackness than
light
would that we sit by the
campfire
eyes, ears minds and
throats full of insects
sounds
praying for a biblical
rain to...
#vulnerability
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Lost
He's torn between choices, The path unclear.
Searching for Answers Lost in fear. Struggling to find his way through. Fighting the battles he never knew.....
Searching for Answers Lost in fear. Struggling to find his way through. Fighting the battles he never knew.....
#LifeStruggles
#PTSD
#emotional #vulnerability
#emotional #vulnerability
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No One Can Hear Me
It's like I'm stuck
Endlessly screaming for help
A silent plea as everyone around me
Just continues about their day
I'm drowning beneath
The things I can't bring myself to admit
I need help
But no one can hear me
I feel the weight of my world
Heavy on my shoulders
As I struggle to function
While those around me are just fine
I've survived so much
But I do not know
How to survive without chaos
Like a butterfly in a bottle
My life hangs in the balance
Of being alive but not living ...
Endlessly screaming for help
A silent plea as everyone around me
Just continues about their day
I'm drowning beneath
The things I can't bring myself to admit
I need help
But no one can hear me
I feel the weight of my world
Heavy on my shoulders
As I struggle to function
While those around me are just fine
I've survived so much
But I do not know
How to survive without chaos
Like a butterfly in a bottle
My life hangs in the balance
Of being alive but not living ...
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth
#suffering
#vulnerability
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he took his own life
Death will come for all of us but let us fight to live.”
—Jamie Tworkowski, If You Feel Too Much
i.
the bullets rang out,
piercing the night,
commingling each shout
with gashing light;
the children were hushed
against the plight,
paraded and pushed
into blind flight.
ii.
unable to flee,
the blind boy stood,
wishing he could see
some trifling good.
the two sides were armed
with weaponry,
the rivals alarmed
by bigotry.
iii.
all reason was gone:
no gallantry;
right...
—Jamie Tworkowski, If You Feel Too Much
i.
the bullets rang out,
piercing the night,
commingling each shout
with gashing light;
the children were hushed
against the plight,
paraded and pushed
into blind flight.
ii.
unable to flee,
the blind boy stood,
wishing he could see
some trifling good.
the two sides were armed
with weaponry,
the rivals alarmed
by bigotry.
iii.
all reason was gone:
no gallantry;
right...
#anxiety
#conflict
#violence
#war
#vulnerability
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The Unappreciated Woman
Just take a good look at me;
My frame is attractive!
It does the unsated
appetite of the chauvinist
fuel.
My curves and your fantasies
are mutually inclusive!
Without them, dreams
are truncated.
But I am an orgasmic
symbol.
The self opinionated chauvinist
designs me in his sub-conscious
to serve and be utterly subservient.
I am incarcerated as a chef,
and timeless baby sitter.
A baby machine for a
patriarchal dynasty.
My education is a threat to chauvinist ego.
My ignorance hones his misogynist...
My frame is attractive!
It does the unsated
appetite of the chauvinist
fuel.
My curves and your fantasies
are mutually inclusive!
Without them, dreams
are truncated.
But I am an orgasmic
symbol.
The self opinionated chauvinist
designs me in his sub-conscious
to serve and be utterly subservient.
I am incarcerated as a chef,
and timeless baby sitter.
A baby machine for a
patriarchal dynasty.
My education is a threat to chauvinist ego.
My ignorance hones his misogynist...
#oppression
#inequality
#vulnerability
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Antisocial
I am now aware, aware of the beast outside,
Powerful, flourished with honey and abundance aside,
I’m so afraid, maybe it won’t accept me,
An overwhelming rejection expected to be.
Being so closed in my hub,
Thinking maybe it will devour my flesh with ease,
But may be it’s so kind to nurture me,
It shies away thinking that i loathe him so much.
I have no clue, what should i do,
The external is so frightening too,
Ain’t sure if i have to give in and be free,
Be full of courage to grab the key.
I’m so...
Powerful, flourished with honey and abundance aside,
I’m so afraid, maybe it won’t accept me,
An overwhelming rejection expected to be.
Being so closed in my hub,
Thinking maybe it will devour my flesh with ease,
But may be it’s so kind to nurture me,
It shies away thinking that i loathe him so much.
I have no clue, what should i do,
The external is so frightening too,
Ain’t sure if i have to give in and be free,
Be full of courage to grab the key.
I’m so...
#anxiety
#courage
#fear #vulnerability
#fear #vulnerability
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All Ye Who are Good Fellows...
A conservative mind is a terrible thing;
incapable of absurd reduction,
and forever fixed on cash and bling
there's no time for sleuth deduction
whereby solutions may be found,
with liberality of thought,
and by fresh diversity crowned
to undermine the money despot
dedicated to hate and rage
in all four corners of the Earth
and have been that way in every age;
opposed to constant grace and mirth,
which most of us would love to know...
before we fill fresh graves below!
incapable of absurd reduction,
and forever fixed on cash and bling
there's no time for sleuth deduction
whereby solutions may be found,
with liberality of thought,
and by fresh diversity crowned
to undermine the money despot
dedicated to hate and rage
in all four corners of the Earth
and have been that way in every age;
opposed to constant grace and mirth,
which most of us would love to know...
before we fill fresh graves below!
#LifeStruggles
#HumanRights
#inequality #vulnerability
#inequality #vulnerability
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DU Poetry : Poems about Vulnerability