Burden Poems - Poems about Burden

Thickened and scarred, my mask bears the burden of time, Torn, stained, this tough shell silently unravels, And yet, somehow, it continues to keep me alive, to protect me from the world, It was never a shining armor, just my mask, Trying to compensate for all that I could not be. Sensitivity and tenderness were sacrificed on the altar of...

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Knowledge is to hold burdens - messages no medicine can cure. Pains no pills can palliate. Fears no fumes could fumigate. It's no wonder the older I grow, the more I know, the harder it is to endure...

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Deprived of your love, I carry the burden of deep shadows under my eyes, with crow's feet drawing the story of endless nights on my face, where each lie was your illusion, born from the confusion surrounding me, elusive and fragile, a dance of amorphous metaphors unraveling in the wind, subjected to your disdain, your words mercilessly cutting my...

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the years of clutter sum total feel much like a noose around my neck the memories both good and bad exhausting in their tonnage trinkets on shelves reminders in drawers paramount to the anchor out to hold me back the sea beckons all around me but i’m fettered in a stalemate hovering when i should be sailing how i envy the minimalist who has mastered the art of...

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The weight of silence, a heavy unseen stone, A heart that aches with words it cannot speak. A hollow echo where joy once was known, A shadowed path, the lonely and the weak. The tears unshed a river held inside, A fragile spirit where true feelings hide, A silent sorrow that consumes the soul. A broken vessel yearning to be whole. The ghosts...

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Hither all her desires, thither my fires, Balancing both, burden became my life. In hope of love I walked with wilderness, Breathe in, breathe out, mundane became my life. For an excuse to smile, I just shed tears, Crematorium’s cauldron became my life. You came to my world, to a wrong address, To blessings beholden became my life. Flowers vie with thorns...

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#This_burden Heavy walls of endurance crumbles on me. On my last kick of a dying horse. I don't want to be a statistic, for I too, from a woman I was carved, Not immune to pain and hurt. It's long overdue, being told to remain strong, Who is gonna be strong for me? When I have shed all the strength in me, to...

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Oft times when I’m found on life’s slippery slope. Knowing things could be worse, I yet have hope. Through prayer I’m gifted, as my burden is lifted, in prayer I thank God that I’m able to cope ...

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The world has changed, Deny it, and you will be left behind. Each era has its own time, Yet ruin comes when one refuses to let go. The old cling to their ways, Thoughts too rigid to follow, Rules too outdated to guide us, Yet they call us reckless for moving forward. We, the young, carve a new path, So we do not inherit...

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Tiny, armored might, A trail of purpose unfolds, Carrying their weight. A world of work, unseen strength, Brief lives, yet a busy hum. ©bfa030725 ...

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The banner of hope drapes across my shoulders, once weightless, now a stone-bound chain. Each step scrapes me thinner, a slow retreat, grinding against the wall. Hope was meant to lift me, but it drags like wet cloth, clings like hands that won’t let go, tightens like a rope disguised as a lifeline. I carry it because I must, because without it, what else...

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In a universe where meaning is an endless quest and a heavy burden, Do crazy things, dance in the rain of stars as if no one is watching, Let your laughter rise like a kite soaring freely in the winds of childhood, For madness is more alive than the struggle to carve life’s meaning in stone, A flame burning...

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Im not living my life im just trying to kill time I havent felt good in a long time it seems to be some kind of depression but i refuse any medication i wake up crying and fall asleep same way i have hard time keeping my face from dropping on the floor in a puddle of blood i really...

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And in the girl's head The shoulders that used to hold wings Now held the weight of the world. ...

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I carry a burden I carry it constantly I pray about it I think about it I worry about it and I am overwhelmed by it It helps to share your burden when shared, it is lighter, there are more hands carrying it and praying for it Then, there is a lot less worry about it!...

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