Analgesia Poems - Poems about Analgesia

...Ease after torment delight for a time Pain as a stranger more fondly in mind Absence entrancing when courting a knave Sweetest the silence —where screams did pervade (Las Vegas: July,......Read More

...My head spinning ... on these white walls ... My mental health in critical condition ... trying to remember who I am why I am here Trying to escape from this mental hospital .Doctors asking me my nam......Read More

... it was that dull ache that kept her going a longing for freedom whatever that meant confined to the straight-jacket of her mind she tore at the shackles until her heart bled clots obstr......Read More

...When Alex was tasked to pen eight straight A’s for an animate cause He adjusted the angle arched forth in awe and anticipated attunement Ached with attrition and attributed an array afore atta......Read More

... I come back to these scribbles jotted down in broken verse of when I felt. When my body burned with passion and rage when my loins ached or my heart broke. Revisiting the epoch of life t......Read More

...Courageous and bold even with the mantle of responsibilities wine in total control riding on his powerful lust a man is a man- is the comfort trapped in each misleading bottle come rain, come shin......Read More

...You look so pleased to see me from far along the ward – Jim: I recognised you after several years and, returning after analgesia relieved the pain, shared Communion. Christ's love which remi......Read More

...I am not your mind, but I think of you I am not your heart, but I feel you and I'm missing you I am not your family, but I care fo......Read More

...You repeat and post the same letter, Again and again and again, As if reinforcement renders things better, And the litany melts away pain. You reiterate, as though amnesia, Distorts all the te......Read More

...I am the reaper man and I’m always here, striding through an ambience of gut rot and fear. I am the reaper man with touch as cold as snow, I stalk the darkest landscape where angels never go......Read More

...Galvanic analgesia Settled my Nervous jangle, keys Rattled in echo chambers Ravaged the still of the Sultry craven day And the nocturnal torpor. Abided hush in cotton wool, Silenced......Read More