Poems about Vulnerability
#vulnerability
Poetry about being vulnerable, capable of being physically or emotionally wounded. Poems about our own vulnerability or that of others.
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 3:59pm
3rd Dec 2024 3:59pm
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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6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 12:08pm
29th Nov 2024 12:08pm
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
98 reads
11 Comments
ChaosScripted
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 10:26pm
28th Nov 2024 10:26pm
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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2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 8:13pm
26th Nov 2024 8:13pm
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
75 reads
7 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 9:49am
24th Nov 2024 9:49am
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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6 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 2:39pm
15th Nov 2024 2:39pm
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
153 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 1:09pm
15th Nov 2024 1:09pm
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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2 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 11:55pm
13th Nov 2024 11:55pm
Naked
My naked soul
Sleeping in the dark
Hidden behind metaphors’ veil
Built from ashes
Of flesh and blood
A shield from exposure
To keep you from breaking through
And finding my naked soul
Sleeping in the dark
Hidden behind metaphors’ veil
Built from ashes
Of flesh and blood
A shield from exposure
To keep you from breaking through
And finding my naked soul
#vulnerability
78 reads
Lilliputian
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 8:07pm
13th Nov 2024 8:07pm
Say It Again
I begged the silence,
after you hung up,
to hear it again
that wavering whisper:
My love…
I needed you to say it
like you meant it,
when we’d meet
with no radio waves in between us,
so I’d know it wasn’t a dream.
I needed you to speak the things
you only dared to think
when we were apart,
as the far distance stretched,
isolating us
more than we already were
with those silent words
and cold hugs
of yours.
I needed you to know
that I yearned for things
you never gave.
after you hung up,
to hear it again
that wavering whisper:
My love…
I needed you to say it
like you meant it,
when we’d meet
with no radio waves in between us,
so I’d know it wasn’t a dream.
I needed you to speak the things
you only dared to think
when we were apart,
as the far distance stretched,
isolating us
more than we already were
with those silent words
and cold hugs
of yours.
I needed you to know
that I yearned for things
you never gave.
#sadness
#vulnerability
66 reads
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 8:39pm
12th Nov 2024 8:39pm
Citizen Sadist
Every last one has murder in their heart
especially the ones who carry the guns
and have no regard for poetic art
when caps can pop by imperial tons
in the strife world of Heraclitus
where the Itchy and Scratchy fight, fight, fight,
first pitching the weakest under the bus
by one party rule; no oversight;
or any balance to check on the checks
that MAGA will write for deportation
using their mandate for deficit wrecks
with weaponized tariffs and taxation
and kissing the ass of their overlords...
who force the meek to...
especially the ones who carry the guns
and have no regard for poetic art
when caps can pop by imperial tons
in the strife world of Heraclitus
where the Itchy and Scratchy fight, fight, fight,
first pitching the weakest under the bus
by one party rule; no oversight;
or any balance to check on the checks
that MAGA will write for deportation
using their mandate for deficit wrecks
with weaponized tariffs and taxation
and kissing the ass of their overlords...
who force the meek to...
#violence
#vulnerability
108 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
11th Nov 2024 10:28pm
my scars
my scars
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
run much
deeper
than any
someone
will see
on the
surface.
#disability
#MentalHealth
#SelfHarm
#vulnerability
#weakness
134 reads
8 Comments
AprylNovember
A.R.M.
A.R.M.
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 2:50pm
10th Nov 2024 2:50pm
Naive
When the absurd sat next to me.
I didn't know to flinch.
Minus all reason then,
Toward it, I scooched an inch.
ARM
I didn't know to flinch.
Minus all reason then,
Toward it, I scooched an inch.
ARM
#vulnerability
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