Best Wounding Poems

Your words sting me like a bee
Barbed, cutting, cruel and callous

You really don’t understand me
Go back and live in your ivory palace

18th March 2015

Inspired having...

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Devils deadly dime

The sign said no grown-up at the playground.
Tripping on a penny, like a mime!
My hand is in my pocket with the dime I...

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it was the sixties
we were young
we were going to change the world
spin it like a basketball on our finger
take the three point shot 
win the...

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He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the...

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I tried to create a poetic dream,
to fulfill our promise,
but we became a victim 
to fate's wounding ways.

My flower garden lies in ruins,
suffering in silence...

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Words of Mass Destruction



Words like bullets do not have eyes, as they fly in our hearts and materialize
Deleterious breaths that we soon despise, words written...

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There is a solace in his silence, a servant of his solitudes,
As he comforts in compliance, a jester to the multitudes…
He stands alone a neophyte,...

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In my foolish young adult years,
three good men came along,
but their eyes brimmed with tears.
God must of sent them,
offering me love's redemption.
Not realizing they were...

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Refrain:
You shimmering waves on the ocean blue
Dance not again, he cannot dance with you
You weeping forests where the winds wail too
Let your bright tears fall...

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The Adjective Twin: A Poem of Pain 

I am "presumptuous" -- and with my brother, "arrogant" 
we are the adjective twin of "gentle" blame
of "gentle"...

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Striking Deeply a Painful Reminder 

Striking deeply a painful reminder comes of you now.
Salt falls inside my open wound bringing untold pain.
My soul has one...

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Striking Deeply a Painful Reminder 

Striking deeply a painful reminder comes of you now.
Salt falls inside my open wound bringing untold pain.
My soul has one...

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“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.”...

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in the bright light of day you appeared...
a gilded angel with falcon wings,
you rose up out of the desert sands 
and your gentle beauty struck...

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Words are like weapons with bullets of lead
That pierce through your soul when angry and said.

When someone shoots his mouth off like a loose cannon,
You...

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