Tanka Pain Poems | Tanka Poems About Pain

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The Weight of Pain

She suffered alone,
all her silent screams unheard.
The frayed thread of hope 
snapped beneath the weight of pain
as the dangling rope went taut.

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© 10th September 2016 

Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2016

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Tanka Tears

You had lots of fun
At the local where drinks flowed.
Night took you away...
One last breath in mangled wreck;
My heart aches. Why can’t I cry?

Contest: Tanka Tears
Sponsor: Rick Parise
Chosen POTD ~ 14th Feb 2015

Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2015

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Time to say goodbye my love

My chain is now frail
Damaged by your weaken link 

My venture begins 
Left with simple forgiveness 

Unwarranted departure. 

Copyright © Dark Mistress | Year Posted 2013

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hells inferno

shrill screams of pain and
terror written on faces
of children running
to nowhere from hell on earth
delivered by winged demons

Written for Andrea Dietrich competition
simply this:top ten tanka

Copyright © Shane Cooper | Year Posted 2015

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Tanka 2

silently I sit
although my mind shouts loudly
no one sees how deep
this inner conflict reaches
noiselessly, heart wounds bleed out
Copyright, August 29, 2014 Faye Lanham Gibson

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014

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her sunken eyes see fat where there is only skin her body withers when pain is self-inflicted the cure is soul-forsaken Written 1/24/2016 for the Contest of Anthony Slausen

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016

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Tanka This, that, those and them

 cat, dog, food, humor, mom, pain, summer,

I tripped over  feet
My shoe laces both came undone
Slid in my 'spilled' milk
Cut my finger on broke glass
My blood now was mixed in milk!

I sat on a chair
It was much too low for me 
Table top held my chin
Knees folded I knelt down  below
My neck got cramped looking up!

Taking a 'soap' soak  
I washed my hair in 'suds' water
Forgot to rinse 'wash'
Let the bath drain of cold water
Had to take a shower too!

I bit my finger 
A huge delicious apple
Choked on pieces bitten
And swallowed a broken tooth
It left an empty hole then!

Pits are wicked  on teeth
Cherry pits the worse for wear
Three cherries at once
Eaten you  choke on a pit
If swallowed you then will die!

Pepper makes a sneeze
Then coughing  up of chewed food
Follows up the throat 
Adding 'more' to the food plate
Appetite all lost!

Close your eyes and wish
Once upon a time like 'right' now
My mom told me so
Magic will make a wish come true
Then I learnt she fibs white lies!

Cats and dogs skip rope 
Jumping around up and down
When the double-dutch stops
Cat and dog hair flies about
 Then the fight is done double time!

Touring on my bike
I flipped ' head over heels' and rolled
 Down grassy culverts  below
Upon a stinking skunk hole 
Startling the homeowners there!

Belly laugh causes much gas 
That builds wind into a toot
Relieving  more pain
Reaching a higher stink bomb
That calls  more laughter!

My peaches are very ripe
 I squeezed one to check them out
Grab'n napkins and bowl
When bitten into juices pour
 Sliding stickily  down my chin!

Corn on the cob needs
Melted butter and wood toothpicks 
 Small bits catch in teeth
Cob takes two hands for chomping
All the kernels in a row!

Shaved cabbage ' coleslaw'
Sliced hamburger buns with meat
Chopped onions with sauces
Causes gall bladder  heartburn pain
 Trapped gasses giving 'piglet' shame!

Copyright © Diane M Quinlan | Year Posted 2015

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Ticking Timewarp

she can't remember what came before the darkness.... her childhood vanished and the world became blind at the first stroke of violence
________________________________________________ 8/23/15 Contest: "Knock Us Down With Your Lines" Human Rights Violations Sponsored By Olive Eloisa Guillermo

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2015

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Moving On

There she was standing 
In her small tiny room
The city was so big 
Shining under the moon
She looked at her clothes in her closet
She was ready to pack
'How man times', she said to herself,
'Am I going to have to do that?!'
The case was still empty
But soon it would be
Filled up with some clothes along her memories
Filled up with tears and laughter and feelings so pure
Where she would go to 
She still wasn't sure
Sad feelings surrounded her
Tears she had to fight
Took the last look at the room
Then turned out the lights
And soon after walking 
In the darks of the night

The sun slowly cam up
Telling her,' it'll be alright!'
Moving on


Copyright © Mona Karaki | Year Posted 2015

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	                            UNSUPPORTED CODE 

                                Loving Brothers

                           Hand hitting the face
                        Red burning titty twisters
                          Throbbing charley horse
                     Bone braking grizzly bear hug
               “Now, do you submit?,    .     .   .   . ”Uncle!”

Copyright © Dennis Rarick | Year Posted 2014

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Crying is Every Hurt

She cries tears of pain The heartache he left for her Tears that turn to blood By the hurt that she now feels Nothing is worse than this pain She doesn’t feel now No other understanding Comes to her hurt mind She’s corrupted by horror Listlessness of her being There are streaks of tears The pain enveloped within Her heart beats outside Her cold life lies meaningless Darkness is all that she sees Her heart feels nothing She lies staring at the wall The tears do not feel They are empty, meaningless They just are there, falling down Tears represent pain The passion of hopelessness But while on their own They are nothing and empty But crying is every hurt
Russell Sivey

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012

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OLD WOUNDS- tanka contest

the painful sore wounds p a t i e n t l y I waited years slow r e c o v e r y just when the blisters recede gust of breeze rakes them a-fresh 13th dec 2012

Copyright © Yesha Shah | Year Posted 2012

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What is hidden?
Behind your smile on lips
Wet eyes revealing
Smile’s sunshine concealing
Both on different page.

Sintra, Portugal 22/01/15

Copyright © Mohammad Yamin | Year Posted 2015

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Trees swaying at night
Dark…with stars shimmering bright
Silhouettes of you
I hear the music inside
It has stopped and you are gone

Copyright © maritza pagan | Year Posted 2013

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No Knowledge

I have no knowledge
why pains in my arms and back
pursues me daily
I try to rise from my bed
but the pain is hard to bare

I lay in my bed
having no understanding
of the pains reason
for making me miserable
whenever I try to walk

Hungry as a bee
seeking flowering nectar
in the summer breeze
low and behold there is none
in this torso racked with pain 

So I retreated
with my leg across my knee
my kindle fire 
munching on honey and oats
until my pains is no more

or at least retreats
deep within my consciousness
numbing my body
from the heat of your anger
making me weary from stress

Copyright © Barbara Washington | Year Posted 2012

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Long Rain

with my child
on my shoulder, i walk
in the long rain
carrying the heaviness
of shattered dreams

Copyright © Ramesh Anand | Year Posted 2013

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Drifting in Decaying Grey

I'm awake, but where A decaying grey surround I'm floating, I drift My soul, swallowed by the breeze What of me now, diminishes .

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2015

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Within your system 
of abstract data I'm the
one; the broken semaphore
who yearns for an error-patch.

Copyright © Diana Bosa | Year Posted 2016

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Silent Marked Warrior

Ironical pain
By paths filled with crimson tears;
May it be finished?
Alive with all hope heartfelt,
Within now confused visions...

Lost, broken belief;
Remorseful mists messaging;
Aching unbelieved,
Scarred warrior wanders through ways;
On stained decisions to waste?

Battles could soon end;
Finish my calm aggressions,
My restrained instincts.
A bitter blur messages
My instincts beneath lost thoughts...

In my broken heart,
Ironic wishes revealed
Muted wars inside;
Hidden voices within me;
Suppressed shouts, silent screams found...

In dead, silent pain,
My serene light and darkness
Quietly call me;
Beasts, demons, dreams, angels, sins;
Fighting for heart, mind and soul...

Copyright © Ruben Alejandro Hernandez Diaz | Year Posted 2015

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Words Unspoken

It can’t be the same
Once a heart has been broken
Can’t go back again
Don’t offer that peace token
Please leave your words unspoken….

Eileen Manassian Ghali

Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013

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The Wound

With tears I cleansed it
Made sure that no dirt remained
Bandaged and covered it up
The wound of my heart
I daily check for healing
Once again exposed- it bleeds.

Eileen Manassian Ghali

Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013

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Dark dense clouds in pain
Wandering incessantly
All over the sky
Condensed loneliness of soul
In the melancholy rain

Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016

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The bridge

The pain of longing
Yanking ropes of sanity
Holding up the bridge
That will take me to your side
Where our halves can form a heart

Copyright © Davor Miljkovic | Year Posted 2016

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Tossed high up in air
Cradled in valiant fort
Oust Archimedes
Vastness being inside the dot
White dreams ignobly sold

Copyright © samiha zubair | Year Posted 2016

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This failing body partly will not function well, for vertebrae broke. Could my legs cry, they would, but my words now carry me.

Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2016

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Hurt on Halloween

Jack-O-Lantern, please She sleeps through this very night She wants to avoid All the spry black cats tonight As the ghosts come out to play She desires to leave Behind her, all the deceit Wearing a costume Brings a false image that she Does not want to entertain There was a pain that This night brought to her in the Not so distant past When witches came and brought out Cursing relationships harsh Party tonight she Desires to avoid, aversion Of highest degree The night creatures will stay In their own places this night She will have nothing To do with the evil of Of this evening Hate so large pain envelopes Her soul and tears form within Always hurt inside Just a blind man searching life With a broken cane Never knowing sure what you have Just a vague image she has
Russell Sivey

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012

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Straps around his waist, And shining armour loosened. Brittle backbone hurts. Notepad, pen: poetry waits, Fantasy deletes all pain

Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017

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Lovely Wounds

Rip off the bandage
Expose your deep, gaping wounds
Let your scars show, my dear
For they reveal who you are
You have lovely, lovely wounds
Date written and posted: 10/12/2016

Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2016

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It hurts it flows

You feel it at the hardest times

It can bring you down at your happiest

Horride , unforgiving, pain

Copyright © Dylan Smith | Year Posted 2011

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Back in those days. who 
broke your wings that now on, though 
you are healed at last,
you cannot even bear the
sweet thought of flying itself?

Copyright © Diana Bosa | Year Posted 2016