Best Bruised Poems
Below are the all-time best Bruised poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of bruised poems written by PoetrySoup members
Never To Be MineNot with my arms but with a heart
that blesses your reveries, may peace reside
within your chest... is it possible to love you
less? Perhaps allow...
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Categories:
bruised, grief, i miss you,
Form:
Free verse
In Lieu of the RodeoOh cripes I’ve gotta tell yer of a horror ride I had,
That beat any bronc or bull I’ve rode, and I must say I’m glad,
I’ll...
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Categories:
bruised, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
Tributaries Of Black Tulips - Collaboration with 'Ink Empress'
When heinous fangs
of life drain
the amethyst glow
flowing above
infected ripples of time,
I question the
chaos that claims
serenity through
saline serenade
of sirens, composed
with midnight...
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Categories:
bruised, black love, dark, deep,
Form:
Free verse
Titanium QuillI am an unvoiced breeze~
a sea warrior
kite-surfing through
heinous waves,
knitting cobalt chronicles
...
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Categories:
bruised, courage,
Form:
Free verse
Wanderlust of ImaginationIn the endless expanse
of what exists
and the magic of what can be...
fantasy is the luster of opalescence
conceived in a continual curve of mother-of-pearl panache...
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Categories:
bruised, imagination, inspiration, introspection, muse,
Form:
Free verse
What Only Angles HearDaddy never did understand.
That violence doesnt bring comfort.
A lost soul seeking acceptance from a unwelcome hand.
She was silent no one ever knew.
The secrets behind her...
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Categories:
bruised, angst, death, depression, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Violin Notes Fall From Heaven No More
Her trembling twilight
dims with streaking purple tears
bruised by youthful years of bleeding pain
hurting but never hugged --
locked in the arms of atmosphere’s apathy
that smeared...
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Categories:
bruised, child abuse, death, Lullaby,
Form:
Free verse
Toilers At the TrenchPlunging, lifting, plunging -as wind blew ashes all around -
the shovels' blades incised the cold and black encrusted ground.
Attached to shovel handles were the arms...
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Categories:
bruised, history, sad,
Form:
Couplet
Cruel Compassion, Collaboration With the Silent OneMy mind is a puzzle of cryptic metaphors.
whilst searching for my sanity,
I've become my own worst enemy.
In this cauldron of despair,
time is like sand in...
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Categories:
bruised, angst, anxiety, mental health,
Form:
Free verse
Legend of SilenceTo the legend of silence
that speaks in trembling stillness
I’ve seen your halcyon halo~
that illuminates wilted weeds
and tilted tendrils
unfolding perfumed wings,
allowing sizzling seas of...
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Categories:
bruised, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
To Walk a Mile In Her Shoes
Would I dare
to walk a mile in her shoes
To put my feet in cinder's slippers
marry a handsome prince
who turns out to be another...
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Categories:
bruised, abuse,
Form:
Free verse
....The Title ^fight....~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Leaning against the ropes, eyes swollen half closed
Its been a long fight....
Blood dripping from a dislocated jaw
Body beaten and bruised; taking a few more blows
Crowd...
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Categories:
bruised, faith, love, passion, time
Form:
I do not know?
Freudian SlipA poet's soul lay in slumber,
his pen a distasteful adversary.
A suffering soul lost in yesterday,
stumbled upon his somnolent path.
Enchanted eyes felt her nakedness
through...
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Categories:
bruised, angst, deep, depression, loss,
Form:
Free verse
The Way It GoesIt should have been all roses
But little did she know
Naive girl still
in her mama's shell
"There's no such rose without a thorn"
Though stories have been...
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Categories:
bruised, abuse, betrayal,
Form:
Lyric
A Chicago PearlA Chicago Pearl
She put her dreams on hold but carries them up proudly
as she serves breakfast, lunch, and dinner, six days a week
to make ends...
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Categories:
bruised, life,
Form:
Free verse