Best Hurting Poems
Lord., I've Been Hurting!
This one thing I am
most certain…
Lately I’ve been really hurtin’.
I trying to do right, but it
turns out “wrong.”
Where, in life,
do I really belong?
So many people
pass me by.
Sometimes, someone
may say; “hi!”
I don’t know if this message is
getting across?
I feel so confused and
completely lost.
A message of “help” has my
prayer and plea…
For God to reach out to me!
He reached down and
made me whole!
HIS love and compassion
filled my soul!
Spending time with Jesus
is time well spent!
It was for you and me that
Jesus was sent!
By Jim Pemberton
It is that of our hearts
we feel, as if one had
die. That of a love that
past. That of a love we
lost. It is of a
remembrance we
think. When we sad
and lonely inside. That
of the darkness fills
our soul down deep.
It's the thought of
what we wish we still
had. But never the
doulbt, its the true
feeling to which makes
us sad. That of my
heart, the void, the
pain which exist. I am
alive but only cause he
wont let me die. I fight
to survive as the tears
roll down my face. The
Love, the hate, it eats
at me. Why me lord?
What did I do to feel
such hurt? Please,
release me that I may
fly that like a bird. And
carry this love far
from my heart. But
stay close! You all I
got left in this world.
Once upon a porcelain diving,
At the dawn of my arriving,
I heard something silly croaking,
In the tub where I was soaking,
Cautiously I caught him sneaking,
To the spot where he was peeking,
Skinny-dipping in my bubbles,
Tripping me on all my troubles,
Said the creature, to my sorrow,
Love is here and gone tomorrow,
Don’t be shy and shorn of laughter,
Just one kiss is all I’m after,
Then I said, as I was soggy,
Heaven help a hapless froggy,
If my kiss will make you royal,
Will you miss me and be loyal?
If my heart is true and tethered,
Will my love for you be measured?
In the grass or in the clover,
Will my search for you be over?
Then I saw my true love aching,
With a heart that I was breaking,
When you think a frog is flirting,
Someone in a fog is hurting.
staring at the wall
tears run down my face.
no one understands
while im staring into space.
My life feels out of place.
I cant explain the feeling
but it shows in what i write.
all thats in my future
is a dead end thats in sight.
In between rain drops of nimbostratus skies,
he sheds salty tears at our ocean's demise..
Sharks with their peculiar odd strides,
dead sea lions and whales wash in on oily tides..
Deep in the jungle where the lions abide, he
hears the baby elephants cries. Alone, now
orphaned from dawn til dusk, their mother's
slaughtered to sell the tusks..
Acres of forests rich in oaks and pines logged,
decimated for the needs of mankind..
This gracious gift given at his command to allow
humans to be guardians over seas and land.
God entrusted us with our planet earth, not to
dominate nature on land and surf..
Our planet, exploited, depleted, hurting.
God is sadly disappointed and that is for certain.
Trials and tribulations
A hurting beauty cries
Years of being a slave
Internally in despise
Mental torture bites
Her heart bleeds tears
Eyes of scarlet drips
Release her inner fears
Thoughts of tomorrow
Emotions so in tear
Windows become her doors
In translucent open stare
To walk through these openings
A new future welcomes she
Past trials and tribulations
For now, she is free
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A world of hurting
loud voices blurting
truth often denied
humans deified
stresses abounding.
Fake news astounds
rumors make rounds
hard to conceive
who to believe?
Damnation,
frustration
what to do?
Stay cool
No fool!
Hope
Admiring you from a distance,
wanting to feel your breath upon my skin,
Looking through your eyes to your heart,
but you don't let me in,
Holding my eyes to yours,
not wanting you to go away,
just sitting here starring at you,
not knowing what to say,
I know you are the one for me,
i'll tell you how I know,
please give me the chance to show you,
I Love You,before you go,
This admiration is just so strong,
I can feel my heart beat fast,
knowing what I have with you,
just wishing it will last,
Babe,I hope you understand this,
all of this is true,
my heart is overflowing with Love,
I have ,for only you......
Written By:
Lois Barcomb
this roads i walk are hurting my feet,
i get home. i take my shoes off. i lie down.
i wake every morning wishing and hoping.
But guess what, this roads am walking them again.
It's a tragedy how my suffering is projected.
For the whole world to see. yes, they do feel sorry.
But i was a woken monster cursed to sleep.
Now am an achiever sent to a prison.
this roads i walk, are, hurting. My feet.
take a walk with me, but be scared, i can walk you for 100% your life.
aah, my feet. this roads i walk, are hurting. My feet.
You were asked, then you agreed, to walk with me.
my name is knowledge, for you those who don't understand poetry.
look up, am the beautiful sky that you see at night. now all am asking you,
is to come with me.
this roads, my feet and you.
walk with me. i grow everyday, in you.
one day when am really grown up, you will be among
the stars. like i said; this roads, my feet and you.
am just like purity, am really good to the young,
but taste better for the old.
am not the Nazi, or the Ku klux klan. i take all.
am free. Use me. Take advantage of me for all i care.
am black, am power. am magic.
i move mountains of stupidity, am the king.
Am the word, the power, am knowledge. But.
this roads i walk, are hurting my feet.
nourish me, let me grow in you. so i get stronger.
then i can grow as we walk this roads i walk.
that are hurting my feet. cause i get weak.
get me shoes, yes, this roads, if you walk with me,
you'll be among the stars.
word, know, slow down. take time. this roads.
my feet hurt. word. not animore. know. we'll succeed.
we have roads to walk, bear with me, i get weak. so.
nourish me, let me grow in you.
In your face,
I show a dream,
In that lovely dream I show gorgeous face,
Wanted to capture you in my heart,
But the dream faded away.
The dream became reality,
When you failed to,
To understand,
What really I thought of you,
Can’t tell how painful it is.
Pain is hurting me,
I am working but thinking,
I am walking but thinking,
I am talking but thinking,
Only of you, please do not do this to me.
Still in your face,
I see a dream,
In that hurting dream I still see your angel face,
Still wanting to capture you from that dream,
Just wish this time it doesn’t faded away.
The pain the curse called cancer or mildew let us pray a prayer for you
Now spirits behind this curse we petition the root every root to meet the truth.
Cauldron of witchcraft cooking the flesh of others we dismiss the powers that be and replace the plant that is planted by the sea tree of life upon every flesh to be healed if Jesus Christ our friend is real dismantle every hand of witchcraft every threat to life for we shall not die but live we will see this request happen by the power of the beaten stripes of our precious Lord a command is made and by his grace Lord give us this day our daily bread your words will never pass away heaven and earth may not stand. Still, we stand on this rock the name that is above all names and all things come forth and present yourself in this room now every spirit behind this cancer comes out every root every power of cancer leave as we place our spiritual hands on the pain and take a breather spirits dismantle the anchor's vehicles malignant tumors all demons involved in this sickness we rebuke you before the judge of all judges in the book of commands we command you to be plucked out of the earth and be planted in the sea you must obey nill and void yourself now to every evil growth dry and die in the name of our beloved Jesus Christ any and all satanic instructions to the body be dismantled this nanosecond all the poisons you gave and fed a spirit of death is charged in the presence of our all-seeing Great trinity God give it up evil spirit through the mouth or through the nose just a sneeze or through the tears of another Holy Ghost fire hotter than hot burn away every cancer cell we claim this already done our decree our petition before the Kingdoms table is granted! Amen and Amen!
HURTING
I will be sure to erase,
everything about you.
Men come and go.
I keep you a stranger by my side.
A pair of shoes.
I thought us out to be.
I have been wrong before.
The truth was revealed.
Trying to be strong,
I put it a side.
Wrong once again.
This being the only way I can survive.
An unhappy person,
you made out of me.
Empty memories,
no reason to go on and pretend.
You are their physicly
Mentally I blocked you out.
Every moments we have.
I still consider them lies.
Avoiding reality.
Drowning in my own stupidity.
Keeping my self focus,
on any one except for you.
Writing to stay occupied.
Dose not help at all.
Every thing I write is bad about you.
Hurting inside,
I do not know what to do.
Bestowing it upon myself.
For not getting rid of you..
I.T.
S.K.A.T. POETRY
2-26-10
HURTING
He hit me again and this time I couldn't stop it,
The last time he did it he promised he wouldn't do it again,
So I believed him.
Last night he choked me,
I could feel my breathe slip out slowly,
I guess he stopped when he saw my eyes gorged out,
I couldn't stop it.
Today morning he ripped my dress off,
I could feel him thrust himself in and out as he beat the out of me in between breaks,
I couldn't stop it.
Am helpless, weak, terrified,
Am afraid that my son will wake up to my lifeless body,
Am stuck, I can't stop it
Charity Khanyelei
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Being in love with you is hurting me
They say love kills but why does that have to be
Take full control of me mentally
It doesn't have to be but I feel that your safe with me
Aint no place I'd rather be
I hold on cuz I know one day soon you'll see
but that doesn't take away from the fact
That loving you is hurting me..
Beggars seldom get to select their preferred meal,
accepting the scraps that fate is willing to give.
And an empty stomach eats whenever it can:
it's not particular about the source at hand.
A lonely heart doesn't question if love is real,
convinced lies are sparks; trust ignites passion's flame.
And hope overrides any perceived risk of pain,
a feeling so strong it compels dreamers to try.
Reality blurs within the make-believe world,
tears evoke silent screams, fueling nightmare dreams.
And easily blinded by love's exquisite light,
joy morphs into doubt as relationships falter.
Overwhelmed by lies, suspicion unveils the truth,
and immersed in self-pity, your dreams fall apart.
And a jilted heart bears the scars of betrayal,
inflicted by flattery, fake smiles, and sweet lies.
The illusion of happiness feeds frustration,
as fledgling hearts pursue love's elusive embrace.
And yet, hope never abandons a hurting heart,
tethered to desire, dreams, and fantasy wishes.