Cursed Poems - Poems about Cursed

A court-ordered fist full of responsibility. An anonymous man, unraveling beneath the weight of his own faulty circuitry. Infidelity sparked a chain of conformity—one so unfortunate, it defied precedent. His kin, stripped of their once-rooted masculinity, wandered into an unfulfilling life. When faced with strange anger, they clung to a mask—gleaming with false superiority. Only a fool’s bargain could birth...

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A "witch" you called, a "witch" you fervently cursed, and a witch you shall see, for my eyes pierce the darkness of your ignorance, this neck is not for your cutting, these wrists are not for your chains, but they are mine to use, to dance around the fire that burns in the core of my soul. And I...

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the bells once rang with silver chime in golden days of sunlit time but silence clings where echoes fade for now the land is lost to shade the castle stands with hollow eyes its towers scraped by ashen skies no fire burns, no voices call just whispers bleeding through the hall the garden’s bloom has turned to dust the rivers black with grief and...

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Blisters of disillusion fester and boil Vision rubbed raw in the darkness embroiled False expectations lie scattered and burned Ignoring our history with lessons — unlearned (Dreamsleep: February, 2025) ...

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Cursed Pen My pen is cursed. It flows poisoned ink. Ripped pages and severed dreams. Hollow. Screaming. Into the dark. Screaming into the life of others. Because there is nothing. I am the darkness- and I am the scream. Threads of half words. Searching, looking. Attack- I am not proud. But *how* did this happen? There is life, joy....

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Hello my little friend We meet once again Go away, leave me alone But I'm the only one that's always home That may be so, but I know that's not true This can't be it, it can't just be you Well I'm always here when your feeling down Especially when I see you, everytime you frown That's not ok,...

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Born into a Burning Home What does it feel like to be born into a burning home? To feel as though you never had a chance to begin with? To be burdened and tormented from a young age? To have every attempt at change, a brighter future, and understanding thwarted by those supposedly closest to you? It feels like hell,...

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The all-seeing raven, cursed by fate, To witness all, yet never relate. It sees no light, nor darkest shade, Its wings spread wide, yet flight delayed. The Raven Lord, lost to the void, A monarch of what’s been destroyed. What once it was fades, drifting slow, Into the shadows it does go. Pondering deep, a mind untamed, In purgatory, it remains unnamed. Forever lost in...

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Oh dear dandelions, Where have you gone? You brought me the wish And left a curse along. Oh dear dandelions, I asked you for a healer, For the scar in my heart, But why do I have to sin, And tear my world apart? Oh dear dandelions, Is this a fairy tale, or A cursed love? For...

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As a societal pariah, am I not deserving a grand denouement? When my tale reaches zenith, will I be shackled, by the abhorrent atrocities, your accursed kind has wrought, upon my tempestuous form? Light my pyre, I need a tan....

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That was Then, and This is Now In the crypt of our loves memory, we danced so free, Our romance, a cursed flame, burned with spectral glow. But secrets, whispers from the damned, you see, Now haunt this desolate heart with bitter, icy woe. Thy deceitful touch, a venomous bite, I now know, That hath passed from then, to now. Thy laughter...

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Cursed I was cursed from the moment. The sperm hit the egg that laid inside my mother’s womb I was cursed with the DNA from both sides of the family. I stood no chance born into the world already knowing fear and rejection I was cursed from the moment the sperm hit the egg deep with...

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Cursed out of my mind Dream state is now my new fate My poor soul ascend....

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Gordon entered his apartment and gasped. How could he have left the place in such a disarray? He phoned Rosie the head of the handmaids. Gordon was never rude but he complained. Seemed the was a widespread fever infection. However, Rosie promised to solve her problems. Soon the bell rang and on the doorstep was the redhead! “I am not the char,...

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He defied tragedy as he rowed His sturdy boat towards the middle Of the cursed lake where once His wife fell into the icy water And drowned. He could not swim. Time passed and he learned to bathe. For he was not ready to stop rowing. Every time he was on vacation leave, He would challenge the cursed lake. Let’s see if he’ll...

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