Emotion Poems - Poems about Emotion

I would numb the pain if I had the chance, I would sew back all the hurt I would go back in time to just take away the pain, But I can't it's too late. I would live back the memories, I would laugh back at the jokes I would freeze the moment when I did not have to break down...

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An African drum throbs from a distance. It is heyday and there is rejoicing. But ululations surround me suddenly, and tensions Climb gently the steps of a dancing heaven. As my lobes grow softer and my hair stands On the grounds of love, I sense the throbs on my hollow soul, Near, yet so far, for the wretched wench Whose sweet eyes I...

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I never buried certain names, They lingered like a scent in air. I whispered them through window panes And found them waiting everywhere. I never buried childhood roads— The ones I walked with bleeding knees. They live inside the softest odes And bloom like ghosts among the trees. I never buried what she said The night the silence broke our bed. Her voice still echoes...

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They mistook her silence for softness. But beneath that stillness, the ground was shifting. She wasn't snow– she was the mountain before it breaks. She held her tongue like a fuse, every word a spark she wasn't ready to let go. Not yet. She didn't scream– she shimmered. Until the heat in her lungs became truth, until the truth was too molten...

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He never questioned the weight behind his eyes until the day he finally woke up. For as long as he could remember, the mud had been a part of him. A thick, caked crust beneath his skin that hardened with each passing year. He believed everyone carried the same layer, worn like a second skin,...

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from winning a fortune to receiving a text my emotions can’t predict what’s next. a breakup, a letter and one more message from a mother why are we punished now? to break person you need to be a person and i haven’t managed to be one an empty shell the most colourful shell you’ve ever seen a dream letters i cut out...

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SINISTER Why prove it? Prove that you’re significant to the a purpose that has no sensibility, In a world where we conform to that which surrounds us. Does it make sense? With this we ponder each day, That your right is the only right and that the only validation needed is yourself, The opinion of others doesn’t matter, Self-absorbed is the only thing I see, Maybe,...

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You ask if I love you, darling, you ask if I could; It strikes to the core, my darling, my words haven't stood. Know that I love you, darling, know that I should; But my words cannot carry, darling, look under the hood. Open my heart now, darling, see what's inside; Yes, open my heart, my darling, it flows to...

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AI generated fake emotions mock the cadence of poet’s heart...

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She laughs, she cries, then she sighs brimming with confidence, the pain within she denies Her heart thumps then skips a beat, as she reads poetry, a taste of bittersweet In quiets empty moments, a hole remains deeply in the soul, an abyss, an unmeasured chasm It’s the space p~o~e~t~r~y fills Her personal dead poet society stirring her deepest passions awakens her dormant...

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F#$^k taking our time such a mortal design there's a flicker of light just behind your eyes I'm shedding emotions with the setting sun your taking my hands and letting them run I'm alive like the ocean beneath a star filled sky a I'm watching your body move its driving me wild I better come to my senses before the...

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there i sat at 1am thinking about where i went wrong as tears poured down my face like an unearthly waterfall i remember every conversation trying though as to remember why did they like me? did they even truly like me? or was it a game only, someone has to put that blame on them because i didn’t do anything wrong or so i thought yet i...

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O youth of my land, gather up stones, Not for the mob, nor for bloodied thrones. But to build a revolt, one fierce and true, For the chains of complacency tighten on you. You scroll through life with the fastest finger, A protest born in banter, yet never lingers. ...

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In silence, words disappear, Unspoken—louder than any sound. A heart longs to be understood, But the world is too vast, too harsh. A voice is lost in the noise— Not because it isn’t there, But because it’s afraid to be heard. A soul bears the weight of mistakes, Carrying the heaviness of regret, Trying to mend what was broken. And then—I see her. She stands at...

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Perhaps I wouldn't move if the train came. Not out of courage, just curiosity. What does it feel like? or just the experience, maybe. I sit down in the shower sometimes until the water forgets it's warm and I forget I have skin. In that moment, and that moment only I think nothing but oh, I feel- I feel everything like a flood, swirling, raging inside, beating ferociously on the locked...

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