Crushed Poems - Poems about Crushed

The world is not made for dreamers, creatives, artists those who are guided by emotions and passion so many how have talent crushed by the systems instead of nurtured so few can make it for there dreams crushed ...

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Crushed Crushed by life, I bear the weight, Of dreams undone and love too late. A heavy heart, a mind in chains, A soul adrift in endless pains. The world, a pressing, cruel embrace, Leaves marks unseen on my worn face. In every breath, I feel the squeeze, Of unseen hands that never ease. Each...

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Though craving their sweet choc chip pieces I’m boycotting candy by Meeses I loathe, nay abhor This global trade war Trump's tariffs – what a crock of faeces! ...

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I wish I could've been told, That you're very cold. I wish you knew, I'm hurting because of you. You could have told me to stop, Maybe I wouldn't have to sob. We could've tried to cope, You just took the rope. You're very selfish, you know, You could've asked, maybe you wouldn't be below. I may not love you like before, Perhaps we could have...

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The softness of night, crushed in morn's vice having lingered too long before dawn ...

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Petals falling from unseeded bud opened by a midnight sun sparkling it to love then vanishing to return on its course in candle lights stolen star to star unmindful of ice pellets tearing at the calyx teardrops frozen in the throat lacerating heart throbbing to harden like winter in silence. February weeps meet a new face lights start dancing in the eyes glances caressing two hearts whispering...

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when trees are crushed, papers form. a beacon of knowledge, but also the end of a lively plant. ......

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The windfalls have been trod and gnawed upon. A sweet sludge of pith is spread across a ripe carpet of cider scented soil. Here in late autumn, an amber painted orchard is the heady mulch of a waning sunlight. The unburdened branches, now are open spaces, tunnels, for the tangy tongues of drinking winds. Blight tinted apples dwindle within mossy cups of time, still deliciously edible for the ever-hungry...

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In a game of love, shadows loom, A crush that turns my heart to gloom. I walk a path of silent pain, Where love's sweet whispers turn to rain. In dreams, your smile lights the way, But reality brings a disarray. A crush, a weight upon my chest, Love's bitter game, a harsh jest. Your smile, a ray in the dark, Yet it conceals...

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On the horizon's thin red line is the setting sun where we walk the shoreline of crushed shells and sand hand in hand words are spoken softly, hearts softly beating Ocean waves curling to shore seabirds diving into the water, crying out as ocean breezes envelop our skin all the more The evening's colors are red and purple The sunlight fades, and stars...

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[SIZE=5][B]You Crushed The Bright Yellow Moon[/B][/SIZE] You crushed the bright yellow moon, And you spat at the gleaming sun. River, its gilded breath flows I yet long for our love to live Lord knows you gave wicked hard blows Tho' I gave all love I could give I a seaside pleading Neptune Sweet rain splatters, fills me right up We were lovers that met...

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I have a crush on you Infatuated, who knew Don’t know why, but it’s true Don’t know why I feel blue Without you too, But it’s no big deal I am fantastic, what about you? I am feeling epic — what’s new? It’s the things you do, baby boo Who knew I’d feel anxiety too Crushed cuz I don’t think you’ll feel the same about...

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On the pillow silent teardrops fall ever so softly making not a sound The sadness takes ahold ever so tightly, and in it you are bound really sure hope means not another day, 0f being crushed by the words you say, Long ago I had a dream but life didn't turn out so right Got lost to the pain...

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What has God in me crushed? Hunger to have things rushed! Which words of man God hushed? Ones that made faces flushed, Where could God have gains slashed? In account money stashed! How has He some men thrashed? When their speeding cars crashed! Men whom God never lashed: Those who had promptly blushed....

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Oh boy I am so coy I once thought Skating perilously round and round an icerink floor trying ever so hard not to fall Just incase i make other people laugh and have a joke at my expense Been there done that a million times before no need to back there again of that I'm sure So what's the point what...

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