Consumed Poems - Poems about Consumed

The day you left, a shadow fell, No word, no truth, just prison's hell. She claimed your life, a cruel decree, "Power of attorney," for all to see. While slumber held, she crept unseen, Your room a tomb, a plundered scene. A stolen key, a silent thief, My hidden goods, a bitter grief. "Thief!" you cried, a twisted blame, As she, the vulture, fueled...

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The floor is consuming me conspicuously, While I'm staring at the ceiling ridiculously. I can't move, no matter how hard I try, Paralyzed, I feel; I can't deny. I'm screaming and gasping and dying and crying, Panting and trying. Yes, trying. I try, I do, trust me, I'm trying. I'm alive, but I'm dead. Maybe it's all in my head. It's contagious, like lead. There's...

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This World That Takes I gave too much. A chalice filled to the brim, pouring over, love spilling, although unasked for, but the world took it anyway. It takes. All it does is take. It absorbs every light, every warmth, leaving none to spare, none to return. People—so consumed by their mirrors, worshipping their own reflections. Social media becomes their altar, their source of love, their sense of...

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Thinking how all those weeks went by so fast; now long in past. Cry alone for how we are so far apart; we may fall apart. Lonely 'cause I miss somebody; whom I love more than I love me....

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Totally engulfed in a book a movie or etc that captivates our inner senses...

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In the shadows, hides a mind swollen full of pain and emptiness. Dark thoughts consume my soul. I'm sure not to show it, when others are looking. My held high,smiles to hide the horrible feelings I have inside.My heart drowning in despair.Days turn into night's meditation nope not for me, medication yes please.Cant handle my loved ones being taken...

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I feel the agony Crawling up my legs Gnawing at my arms Ripping into me Trying to take over I fight and fight Till the pain grows Never stopping as it eats away at me Ripping through me. Many might believe It’s simple to be consumed that it’s quick and painless but I know the feeling. The sickening feeling of being devoured and consumed...

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What have you taken away? A smothering indistinctness of pain as thoughts darken. Once we enjoyed innocence, untainted and open. But, your love perished. A vengeful vision of bitterness- Memories follow darkness , follow pain, Love forgotten. In a haze or sorrow, I reject you....

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Consumed I remember in poverty, eating ramen noodles, daily. Beans and Weenies. Meatless sauce spaghetti. Rice, Rice, Rice, without any real spice. Bologna Sandwiches. Hamburger Helper mixes. Fried Spam, and all kinds of meat, canned. Hot Dogs on a stick, burnt to a crisp. Catfish from the creek, yellow belly meat. Milwaukee’s Best. Another broken promise. The cheapest smokes. Always gotta have those. Colon cancer, Rectal cancer, lungs and brain. A hole too deep, at least six feet. Same old hole, no matter where you grow....

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Those totally consumed with self don’t view the world through humane eyes. Ambition is not wrong, they feel. To strive to reach the top is wise. True narcissism goes beyond mere drive to have the best in life. It smothers all esteem of others* and blinds them to another’s strife. For those who worship self and gain, it takes a great catastrophe or else, for...

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As much as I have tried to let you go, I just can't. I consumed drugs & alcohol to give my soul an implant. Don't worry I decided a long time ago, to just leave you be. For I would not want to be forced, if my heart disagreed. The hardest thing is not forgetting...

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I’m here picking the flower petals impulsively while whistling the tune, “He loves me, he loves me not”. My head is lost my thoughts about our inconceivable dreamy first date, Wishing I could feel your warmth wrapping around my waist while intertwining and locking with my hands. Being consumed in brightly broad assumptions is enough to make me...

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unjoined lips parted, breathing with a sigh flowers stand for hours to undo proving only the softest of petals to brush a young cheek blushing all vision lost this throat no worthy vessel to release the stars to make a universe where doves still dare not fly still air fading Into night eyes become shunted with the bending...

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His fingertips traced my lips and lightly brushed my cheek until I sensed the warmth of a blush. Our last night would be spent with flames of fire in passion's romance, I was consumed with desire. In the soft glow of candle light, we undressed, and the sweetest words of love, we confessed. My blue gown of silk and lace, fell...

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Consumed by The Widow Spider The wretches of life are gone, from the weathered of a peaceful place, lived once in a playful soul? Feasting upon his flesh the widow, bite by bite, bit by bit, hurting from inside, he hurt. Does he deserve to be noticed, when he clings to the emptiness of a soul, that he sings. Then a storm...

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