Heavy Poems - Poems about Heavy

Turning in to night ...

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Villanelle of a Metal Queen (c) 2025 by Russ Dodson I just don't know where else to start to tell you of this love of mine she is the beating of my heart these feelings that I must decline I just don't know where else to start the memories both sweet and tart hold feelings that I would enshrine she is the beating...

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Old School Cool (c) 2025 by the Entangled Pair She's hot, yes, but she's also cool she is a gem, she is a jewel I think she's great (and I'm no fool) she beats those drums like she's old school she pounds those skins, sometimes it's funny she hits them like they owe her money and one thing more I'll tell you...

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There are times that life is very heavy Just living seems to take all my energy Last week took every ounce just to work and exist without any extra motivation to write, to spend time with friends or to create something artistic I am grateful that I survived but this next week my goal is to survive and try to add some joy to my heavy days...

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I sit alone beneath the sky, Uncle, thinking of your last goodbye, The world feels heavy, dreams unclear, With every step, I carry fear. Graduation looms - so close, so wide, But doubt and worry walk beside. You always knew just what to say… I wish you could be here today...

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Exhaustion was a burden she would always have to carry A lingering shadow that gave her no peace Even haunting her in her sleep Her most notable feature Was her eye bags so heavy They begged to be heard Screamed to be released Hoping someone will save her from the abyss Of Exhaustion Tired from a life of always running Away...

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Summer Winds Amidst strong winds, John was treading the road Carrying on his back a heavy load, It was a pitiful sight To brave the wind in such plight: When load fell down, it...

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Heavy Burdens Always under pressure. With heavy burdens. Sometimes you're running out of daylight. Consumed by responsibilities. Running low on energy. Unexpected loss through grieving. So much on your plate. Never have a chance to breathe. Time is always flying. Kids are always needy. Never time for yourself. No choice but to carry on. Dwelling...

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My terror grows with each passing night, As slow, steady darkness steals away sight. Footsteps and whispers add to my fright — Is there an end to such desperate plight? How long, too long, till dawn’s early light! I clutch my candle in trembling hand, And watch the shadows dance to understand What I envision as its light expands Through the room and...

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In a room with heavy curtains, where shadows dance on walls like forgotten memories, It's not just about touches, nor bodies pressed together or rumpled sheets, It's about how you undressed me of layers of silence and fears with your hands like a gentle wind, In the bed that seemed a secret island, you taught me to be...

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With the weight of the world In your hands You quickly learn and understand Dependency is something to be ashamed of When you hand that weight to someone else You wanna take it back You practically beg So you don't see them in the same pain With the weight back You begin to crumble And all 8 billion of the people And all...

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There is this weight pulling at me It's trying it's best to hold me down It's making me feel as though I'm alone Even when there are people around I wish that it would go away Somehow disappear and let me be But that seems to be a wasted wish It refuses let loose of its grip on me I'm having...

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Separated from the world by a thin wooden door, here silence speaks of a world no more. An unbreakable bond just turned to dust, betrayal’s darkness, detached trust. Bearing the burdens of which, alone the weight bowed down , yet sorely known. Shadows guard a silent gate, destined for a somber fate. Amidst the hush, the pain is deep, a shadowed wound I’ll always...

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I’m so tired of goodbyes and I dread those new hellos I dread those new hellos because I can’t take another goodbye So I guess I’ll just stick to what I’m used to I try looking on the brighter side but somehow those energy suckers just come around and leave me less than full of life You get judged...

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Wearing your ashes was the Heaviest thing I've ever carried...

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