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Famous Short Pain Poems

Famous Short Pain Poems. Short Pain Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Pain short poems

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Pain | Short Famous Poems and Poets

by Emily Dickinson

How well I knew Her not

 How well I knew Her not
Whom not to know has been
A Bounty in prospective, now
Next Door to mine the Pain.

by Adelaide Crapsey


With swift
Great sweep of her
Magnificent arm my pain
Clanged back the doors that shut my soul
From life.

by Robert Louis Stevenson

At Last She Comes

 AT last she comes, O never more
In this dear patience of my pain
To leave me lonely as before,
Or leave my soul alone again.

by William Morris


 I am Day; I bring again
Life and glory, Love and pain:
Awake, arise! from death to death
Through me the World's tale quickeneth.

by William Morris


 I am Night: I bring again
Hope of pleasure, rest from pain:
Thoughts unsaid 'twixt Life and Death
My fruitful silence quickeneth.

by Emily Dickinson

Are Friends Delight or Pain?

 Are Friends Delight or Pain?
Could Bounty but remain
Riches were good --

But if they only stay
Ampler to fly away
Riches are sad.

by Emily Dickinson

Ah Necromancy Sweet!

 Ah, Necromancy Sweet!
Ah, Wizard erudite!
Teach me the skill,

That I instil the pain
Surgeons assuage in vain,
Nor Herb of all the plain
Can Heal!

by Edward Lear

There was an Old Person of Spain

There was an Old Person of Spain,
Who hated all trouble and pain;
So he sate on a chair with his feet in the air,
That umbrageous Old Person of Spain.

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

The Fitful Alternations Of The Rain

 The fitful alternations of the rain,
When the chill wind, languid as with pain
Of its own heavy moisture, here and there
Drives through the gray and beamless atmosphere

by Tupac Shakur

Ambition Over Adversity

Take one's adversity
Learn from their misfortune
Learn from their pain
Believe in something
Believe in yourself
Turn adversity into ambition
Now blossom into wealth

by Emily Dickinson

Pain -- expands the Time --

 Pain -- expands the Time --
Ages coil within
The minute Circumference
Of a single Brain --

Pain contracts -- the Time --
Occupied with Shot
Gamuts of Eternities
Are as they were not --

by Stephen Crane

Love walked alone

 Love walked alone.
The rocks cut her tender feet, And the brambles tore her fair limbs.
There came a companion to her, But, alas, he was no help, For his name was heart's pain.

by Emily Dickinson

If I can stop one Heart from breaking

 If I can stop one Heart from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease one Life the Aching
Or cool one Pain

Or help one fainting Robin
Unto his Nest again
I shall not live in Vain.

by Emily Dickinson

We miss a Kinsman more

 We miss a Kinsman more
When warranted to see
Than when withheld of Oceans
From possibility

A Furlong than a League
Inflicts a pricklier pain,
Till We, who smiled at Pyrenees --
Of Parishes, complain.

by Emily Dickinson

Pain has but one Acquaintance

 Pain has but one Acquaintance
And that is Death --
Each one unto the other
Society enough.
Pain is the Junior Party By just a Second's right -- Death tenderly assists Him And then absconds from Sight.

by James Joyce

Because Your Voice Was at My Side

 Because your voice was at my side 
I gave him pain, 
Because within my hand I held 
Your hand again.
There is no word nor any sign Can make amend -- - He is a stranger to me now Who was my friend.

by Emily Dickinson

The hallowing of Pain

 The hallowing of Pain
Like hallowing of Heaven,
Obtains at a corporeal cost --
The Summit is not given

To Him who strives severe
At middle of the Hill --
But He who has achieved the Top --
All -- is the price of All --

by Emily Dickinson

Delight becomes pictorial

Delight becomes pictorial
When viewed through pain,--
More fair, because impossible
That any gain.
The mountain at a given distance In amber lies; Approached, the amber flits a little,-- And that's the skies!

by Louise Gluck

First Memory

 Long ago, I was wounded.
I lived to revenge myself against my father, not for what he was-- for what I was: from the beginning of time, in childhood, I thought that pain meant I was not loved.
It meant I loved.

by Emily Dickinson

A Planted Life -- diversified

 A Planted Life -- diversified
With Gold and Silver Pain
To prove the presence of the Ore
In Particles -- 'tis when

A Value struggle -- it exist --
A Power -- will proclaim
Although Annihilation pile
Whole Chaoses on Him --

by Rg Gregory


 you have gone away from yourself
you walk in a dead way
your loins have lost their sweets
your breasts deny touch
your face exudes cold pain

everything you were
now you are not

the revolution then
has nearly been successful

by Emily Dickinson

That she forgot me was the least

 That she forgot me was the least
I felt it second pain
That I was worthy to forget
Was most I thought upon.
Faithful was all that I could boast But Constancy became To her, by her innominate, A something like a shame.

by Emily Dickinson

The Hollows round His eager Eyes

 The Hollows round His eager Eyes
Were Pages where to read
Pathetic Histories -- although
Himself had not complained.
Biography to All who passed Of Unobtrusive Pain Except for the italic Face Endured, unhelped -- unknown.

by Emily Dickinson

You left me -- Sire -- two Legacies --

 You left me -- Sire -- two Legacies --
A Legacy of Love
A Heavenly Father would suffice
Had He the offer of --

You left me Boundaries of Pain --
Capacious as the Sea --
Between Eternity and Time --
Your Consciousness -- and Me --

by Emily Dickinson

Experience is the Angled Road

 Experience is the Angled Road
Preferred against the Mind
By -- Paradox -- the Mind itself --
Presuming it to lead

Quite Opposite -- How Complicate
The Discipline of Man --
Compelling Him to Choose Himself
His Preappointed Pain --