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Quatrain Pain Poems | Quatrain Poems About Pain

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Mirror, Lie to Me

I stare at my mirror
So shocked by what I see
There is a strange woman
Staring right back at me

I must’ve been abducted
This must be a crazy trick
For the reflection that I see
Is making me quite sick

Are those horrid wrinkles?
Is that a double chin?
The neck that was my joy
Is pillar like- not thin!

My eyes have no sparkle
They look listless and glazed
It gets so hard to focus
When all I feel is dazed

Maybe it’s just a dream
From which I will awake
For how could that be me?
I’m sure it’s just a fake

I pinch myself real hard
The mirror woman screams
Oh no, it must be true
Now both of us cry streams

Mirror, you’re a traitor!!!
Mirror, this is a crime!!!
I order you to hide!!!
The tell-tale signs of time!!!

Do me a small favor
Tell me a little lie
Reflect a younger me…
Oh please, give it a try!

Eileen Manassian Ghali

Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013

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Lonely Dreams

I never knew following dreams could be this lonely,
But up on the hill, looking back, thank God I'm not the old me.
If the tears will fall, let them be;
I believe this is God's plan, follow your dreams.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Smiling Spitting Deadly Sins

Smiling Spitting Deadly Sins

Son of the Devil evil and twisted when his mask falls away
Through the curtains of death he turns truth into dark lies
With horrible shadows haunting over Love's light so pure
As jealousy reveals shades of a Soul’s envy at this moment

Cunningly you crawl behind colors pride with selfish hurting
Innocence casting stones—the fruits of a hideous lurking evil
Filling you with stupid silly emotions crying crocodile tears
Hate is your playground game as the Dark One takes his souls

Weeping from the deep wounds inflicted on others at your wish
While fighting one lost battle as your words burn from the ugly
Fork of your tongue while spitting venom they become a vile
Poison in which every last drop makes one’s very skin crawl

When I see the light of truth awakening in your Soul’s eyes
I really see a Hell-Fire scorching red hot who is the real you
Your pretty tongue of thy father speaks the evil words of the 
King of Lies to my heart as it is touched by the serpent’s rasp

Yet ever you can never always hide behind this perfidious mask 
And such words of beauty will not always hide what lies within 
The darkest outreaches of your Soul’s descent into damnation
For Love itself is a journey of the gentle divine and the innocent

But those who breathe the Hell-Fire can only fool us all so long
And when their mask falls away they speak with a serpent’s tongue
So vile and gruesome that they know not of Love as they strike and
Bring eternal pain holding the Devil’s sword with their blackened hand

Causing pain with greatest relish as they laugh heartily at the pain
Inflicted on others not really knowing what they hold in their hand
In hate and anger while striking out at all innocent souls as their
Double-edged sword waits for those from the depths of Hell itself

Gary Bateman, Liam McDaid, and Michael Clarke
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
August 9, 2015 (Unrhymed Quatrain)

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

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Faith Amidst Grief

This barren night along dim street
where lamp posts hide drops of gold flakes,
and thorny weeds crack at her feet
to sift death's crumbs, throwing keepsakes.
Yesterday's thoughts scream much bolder
alone now, pinned by heart’s lesion
missing groom's compassionate flair;
as anguish sigh in procession.

Fractured mind plays a tortured game
that sorrow drifts without relief,
chasing lost hours in timeless frame
while bleak clouds linger like a thief.

And darkened soul pours acid rain
till beads of moonlight kiss wet eyes,
stars dripping bigger than tears’ stains
to wake faith’s songs, new quests arise.

Grief Contest of Black- Eyed Susan

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2013

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Heaven Only Knows

Heaven only knows where I've been Only they know what's tearing me down But Heaven's watching me, watching me God on his throne with his eternal crown He only knows what can break me and He's there with His hand when I do Each crack in my bones repaired slowly Without a scar, i'm now brand-new Heaven only knows what I've seen Heaven throws trials at me like rain Knowing that I've been through heck But hoping I can do it all again God only knows when the trials end He knows when my time is through And though i can't wait until that day There's more learning I have to do Heaven only knows what will make me Learn to enjoy all of the pain So I smile at the heavens in the rainstorm Fake a smile, and dance in the rain

Copyright © Juli- Michelle | Year Posted 2017

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How stone-black is the park at will And frail is the twilight That glimmers across an uphill Yet teardrops roll, all decked in white. ~ Later, amidst the evening rain When hours drift in repose The pounding lash of time contains A bench without a rose. Contest of SKAT:The day my lover left (old/new poems) 3/16/2016

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2013

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The Forbidden Fruit

Eve presents the fruit, the forbidden fruit A special unknown fruit from that one tree A fruit that God said one should never eat Then the snake came to shower the fruit free Nothing bad, he says, will come from eating God didn’t want the power to be known The snake explained that they would be as God Satan showed his ploy so well, he has sown We took the fruit and ate it and life changed We now have knowledge, of good and evil Pain and hatred also came along too All that is bad sure did come to reveal God cursed the snake, that of the devil’s tool But we must carry our sin for all time The curse from the first bite that we did eat And it wasn’t worth the pain we aligned God was quite disappointed with humans Hating to give us our just punishment But we were now found walking with figs on Ashamed of not doing God’s commandment To this day we are filled with sin each day Starting right from the first couple’s mistake Now we must wallow inside their bad choice Suffering the punishment we did make
Russell Sivey

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013

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Love On Solid Ground

On egg shells she walks
Hoping one will not break
For the head games will start
She does not want to partake

He jumps to wrong conclusions
That are farthest from the truth
He always assumes the worst
She needs rational, not uncouth

She's fighting a losing battle
For he never sees her point
She can't head off the fight
Does he enjoy being out of joint

She wants to walk on solid ground
To no longer fear the cracks
She deserves to live happily
Not worrying about his attacks

Finding the courage to walk away
When the heart wants to remain
If only he could change his ways
Love her without causing any pain

She would more than gladly stay 
Embrace living happily ever after
But as important as true love is
Equally vital is trust and laughter


Copyright © Cecilia Macfarlane | Year Posted 2013

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Bore after bore fell silent eventually Abhor I do feel through my eyes Gore and sore now abundantly plenty Tore through clouds, wondrous skies Despair in abundance appears all around Where in the world has all our love gone Stare into our abyss, and see it abound There is no tomorrow, there is no dawn <*>

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2013

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The Firing Squad

Soldiers marched, upright and ready
Bayonet's pointed, their hand at the steady
The town folk feared what was at hand
They were simple folks, working the land

The soldiers carted away those who could work
On trains they went, when finished, into the earth
Others though not in working order
Faced a certain death, in weather getting colder

Hey you in the wheel chair?
What's your name?
Darren Sir, I am a poet of fame
Well lad, follow me, is your end game

Hey you who hobbles along?
What's your name?
Seren Sir, I am a painter of fame
Wee lady, soon you shall be one dead dame

Hey you, walking in your dreams?
What's your name?
Arthur sir, a man who now is lame
Get in line with the others the soldier proclaimed

Off we went to the edge of the town
Each with fear in our hearts and eyes piercing like darts
We knew the fate that had landed us together
A poet , an Artist and a dead philosopher

The firing squad you see, cared not our valor
We three were blindfolded and tied up to large trees
As the rifles were loaded and the orders given
A voice from the heavens said they wont be forgiven

The lieutenant in his fancy dress uniform
Yelled out, at the ready, the bullets soon to storm
A silence filled the void, but only for a moment
Fire he said, as three dead villagers fell, lives stolen

Darren, Seren, and Arthur, ended up in heaven, where  every day, they lived in a beautiful garden, with not only beautiful flowers, but an open bar, and all you can eat buffet, Darren now runs free. Seren now has 2 new knees, every month, for eternity, and happily runs Marathons along with Darren. Arthur sits at the bar in the garden, while sipping his rum and cokes, absolutely amazed, as he chats with the bar tender, Tim Smith.

Notes: This was inspired by Serens comments from PoetrySoupChat in which she said, they should shoot us both, dues to the recent pain and suffering. ( she had a knee operation ) Darren has gone through multiple operations recently, and I am amazed at this strength and positive attitude towards others even in his darkest moments. 

There is no good suffering, whether it be physical, emotional, depression, and the only thing I can think of is to laugh, as laughter at least brings smiles and maybe a wee bit of solace. I mentioned Tim, because he too recently went through knee surgery, so he knows the pain, I simply could not kill him in this poem, as then who would be the bartender?

This made people smile, that's all the counts for me, and I wish to assure you no poets here actually shot in the making of this poem!

I hope the music, represents in a more serious way, the suffering of pain, in any way it should manifest itself.

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2017

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Eternal light

With peace and love 
I kneel a lamb 
possessed by the wolf 
within my own darkness howls

A son of the Father 
Bowing the head to his mercy 
Grace in shame a sinner weeps 
who bit from the forbidden fruit 

Knowing it's agony 
in the garden of life's sufferings
Seeking his forgiveness 
Oh Most Holy Lord 

Always you dwell God most high 
Almighty inside the heart
Light of Our Creator 
there is no good inside 

Dark nights of a soul's pain
tears of remembrance 
As you sit with me alone 
I grow stronger in faith

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2016

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Another Man's Pain

A small grave, and for it's weeds was bare
with only a handmade wooden cross.
Easy to see that a child rest there.
Poor unloved young soul was my first thought.

Well I read this cross, for this child of grief.
"John my young son so frail and fair
my joy, my love, my life I leave
to the arms of your mother and Lord's care."

The back read; "To doctors all my money I gave
I cannot buy even a simple stone
with a borrowed spade, I have dug your grave,
I carve this marker, and am now alone."

That wooden cross, seemed to rise
high above great marble markers.
Thoughts rush my mind as I realized
the pain this poor man's heart had harbored.

Never again his son he will see
knowing his child would rests under cold ground.
As unkempt as this grave seemed to be, 
with it's wooden cross and it’s weeds all around.

I pulled at those weeds with my bare hand
then my flowers I laid at the foot of that cross.
I prayed "Please God, help me understand" 
as I felt the pain of another man's loss.

Copyright © Mike Samford | Year Posted 2007

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When I saw my child that day
my spirit was broken down
My heart and thoughts could not stray
from those parents in Newtown 

How will they ever still live
after their lives were shattered
My life, for them, I would give
to save theirs being tattered

Such innocent lives taken
so early before their time
Twenty-six families shaken
by a sick and senseless crime

I can't imagine their pain
vanquish it all if I could                
If only to make it wane
show them the world does have good

I can offer only verse
my prayers and of course my heart
Simple things that may not nurse
all I can do as a start

As I pen these words, I tear
and hope for many kind acts
To help them quell every fear
know some have what the world lacks:


Copyright © keith osborne | Year Posted 2016

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You Can't Hurt Me Anymore

You can’t hurt me anymore
Your power has gone away
It only hurts when I let it
And I’m not going to play

You can’t hurt me anymore
I know how to medicate
I have only sadness for you
Only pity and not hate

You can’t hurt me anymore
I’ve gone to a higher plane
A place where only truth abides
A place free of your pain

You can’t hurt me anymore
My eyes and heart are blind
To all that you say and do
To all but what is kind

You can’t hurt me anymore
But you only hurt your soul
When you try to run from truth
You'll stay broken and not whole

You can't hurt me anymore
I've come to grips with it all
Peace and good will now visit me
I've gained strength, and I stand tall


Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2015

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Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Not The Same Without You

It's not the same without you;
The days are rainy and the nights are blue.
My heart is crying and God is too,
But we are smiling, waiting here for you.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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The Robbery

Rob me of my purity,
But once again it's all my fault;
Fell into the trap of false promises
Because I pressed play instead of pause.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Enjoy This Place

Follow your dreams and follow your heart;
God has shown you the path to start.
Never give up and always have faith;
Do what you love and enjoy this place!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Jesus gave His life for me,
So why shouldn't I do the same?
He took our hurt and misery;
Thank You Jesus for burdening my pain.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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This Pain this Cancer this Death

This pain, not today, I can’t do this pain,
And I feel I’m never going to mend.
It’s severe, immediate, 100%,
As it slowly takes me toward my end.
My back is a rage, my hands and mouth, 
My legs and feet, my head.
This pain’s a paralysis keeping me still,
All I can do is lie in this bed.

Now I’m dying each day, alone with pain,
Alone in this fight to the death,
As this cancer slowly devours me, 
Devouring every beautiful breath.
And each time I try to go to sleep,
To the World I say a little goodbye,
Goodbye to every little thing that I was,
Goodbye to the cry and I sigh.

Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2016

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Gone But Not Forgotten

I remember it now
Not all, but enough
To understand how
I am afraid to accept love

Because some love hurts
Especially the kind you gave
The kind nobody deserves
The kind that plants the seed of hate

It matters little if you feel remorse
Your guilt could never ease my pain
The damage you did cannot be reversed
I still wear the residue of shame

And you will never have my forgiveness
My hatred will be your only companion
As you lie upon your deathbed
Feeling frightened and abandoned

You still won't even have my pity
Pathetic as you are
All you will ever be is what you did to me
As I will always bear these ugly scars

Copyright © Lisa Hicks | Year Posted 2013

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How You Hurt Me

how you've hurt me
you'll never know
the scars only now
are beginning to show

how you've hurt me
you'll never see
it happened alone
the undoing of me

How you've hurt me
you'll never taste
the sweetness of dreams
now lying in waste

how you've hurt me
you'll never feel
the wracking of pain
the torture so real

how you've hurt me
one day you will know
the poem potion
the horror will show

how you've hurt me
will one day display
the state of your heart
the mean games you play

how you've hurt me
will come back to haunt
when down in the grave
this rhyme will still taunt

how you've hurt me
is beyond your repair
the damage is done
my soul's naked and bare


Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2015

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Look Before You Leap

What's done can never be undone
Time's clock hands do not backward go
This law applies to everyone
Despite what one's status may show

Heed the words Look before you leap
And Consider before you act
To the future you cannot peep
And no way the past can come back

Minimise your regret and pain
As on life's journey you travel
You will find there's a lot to gain
And life will be enjoyable 

Copyright © john beharry | Year Posted 2014

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Sailing These Seas

Sailing these seas, right now the waves are rough.
The ship is hard to steer, and I fear we may sink.
My crew has hope, but they don’t see what I do.
The water’s looking troubled, just like the way I think.

Sailing these seas, the waves have settled down.
The ship is sailing smoothly, I believe we’ll be okay.
My worries are at the back of my head.
I’ll save them for another day.

Sailing these seas, I think we’ve struck something!
My crew is in a panic, and I was not prepared.
Captain, don’t you know you always have to be cautious?
Even the leader sometimes gets scared.

Arriving at the shore, the ship barely intact.
Most of my crew is gone, but a few knew how to live.
They saved me when I needed them.
I want to show thanks, but I have nothing left to give.

*side note*

To me, this poem sort of symbolizes depression, while indirectly talking about it.

The first verse pretty much says
"I am in a bad place, and I have supporting friends/family, but they don't see what I'm going through the way I do."

Second: "Things are getting better and I've decided to stop worrying about bad things happening and try to be happy."

Third: "Whenever I start thinking about good things and have hope, something bad always happens and I should've been prepared for it."

Fourth: "I made it through it, but lost a lot of the people supporting me because they couldn't handle me while I was down, and whatever I went through weakened me so it's hard to show gratitude to the people who stayed."

Copyright © Megan Devon | Year Posted 2013

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The Super Moon Eclipse

                              The Super Moon cries as she peeks!
                                    Illuminating earthly deeds!
                                   Wars, and poverty are seen!
                                She eclipses, to cover eyes to see!


Copyright © michael tor | Year Posted 2015

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Pleasured Pain

sometimes you sweep me off my feet
sometimes under the rug
you hail me as a godess then
you treat me like a bug

Sometimes in greed you breathe me in
sometimes you just exhale
I'm grabbed and tossed both equally
which mood will now prevail?

You draw me close when needs arise
your hands quick to undress
and then when you have had your fill
you shun the sweet caress

this schizophrenic crazy love
is driving me insane
but when I try to let you go
I miss your pleasured pain.

Eileen Manassian

Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2016

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My Pain

I feel the blinding pain inside,
It rips my soul in two;
No matter how I try to hide,
My growing pain from you…

Copyright © Tirzah Conway | Year Posted 2011

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Breath of Love

The life that breathes in me would be no more
If the breath of love would not have been shown to me
Life did push me to my knees, living did become sore
But that spark of love did revive my soul willingly

I did not ask for it
I expected not to be given such a treat
I did choose the worst
Hoping it would quench my soul's thirst

But when love shone, I melted away
Caring not whether the skies remained blue or grey
For love of such kind is given to few
Love of such kind is the only kind of love that is true

Armed with it, I now can smile once again
For its breath did blow away my pain
Life is now made of sweetness
That Love did wash away its bitterness!

Love, love, love, being the cause of everything
Love, being so true, so fulfilling
To my beloved I shall say thus, thank you for your breath
If not for it, I would have indeed already met with my death!

Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2015