That Love — when full — may fade —
As Blossoms do — from June —
Its Petal — pressed upon the Mind —
Its Fragrance — gone too soon —
That Death — is not a Stranger —
But Patient — at the Door —
Who waits — with Kindly Certainty —
We cannot long ignore —
That Hope — though clad in Silver —
Will tarnish — if delayed —
The longest Vigil — wears the Soul —
Whose Prayer — is not repaid —
That Truth — is rarely Gentle —
She cuts — to show the Core —
And leaves us bleeding — yet more Pure —
Than we had been before —
That Self — once lost — is seldom found —
In quite the same attire —
The Ash — remembers being Flame —
But not the former Fire —
why must i hear?
Take my ears.
For i don't wish to hear the voice of fears.
Why must i see?
Take my eyes.
For i don't wish to see the thoughts of thee.
Am i long forgotten now?
Do i not exist in your flurry of rage?
The begotten cries of tears.
And all those petty ways in which you'd ignore my beaten-
Senseless soul.
For i cry too,
You are not the only one,
You are not alone in this place
I wish i could call home.
Its lonesome here,
And yet ignorance is bliss.
The heart yearns
The heart wants
It pulls you in
But don't get too close because
Close means vulnerability
Vulnerability means chance
Chance of hurt
Chance of change
So here the heart stays
Silent
Fearful it is not the heart
But the only heart.
Your absence brings me joy.
Your presence isn't missed.
I am happier now.
I want to forget you exist.
I thought our friendship was meaningful
Until you decided to split.
Well it really is your loss
Because I realize that to me,
You never meant ****.
I am happy making memories with my new friends.
I am not sorry that you were replaced.
I just wish every happy memory we had together
Could be erased.
I am not sorry, if that makes you upset.
I have not a single regret.
Next time I see you.
I will pretend we never met.
I will avoid you like a disease.
I won't look at or talk to you
Even to say "Bless you" when you sneeze
You made the mistake when you threw me away
I am better off without you.
Now I'm joyful every day.
All I do is just weep,
Ultimately all I need is to "sleep"...
Indefinitely, forevermore,
My life is no longer therefore...
Just end it all,
Let me be...
The end is here,
Sleep, indefinitely...
Sing my anthem for these sun-kissed women's plight,
Their beauty blazes like sunrise through a screen,
When twilight's hush arrives, the lovers slip from sight.
From broken dreams, they claim the throne of night,
Their fragile love,both curse and silent mercy,still unseen,
Sing my anthem for these sun-kissed women's plight.
The shy one heals what cruel men disunite,
Her deep kindness flows where bitterness has been
When twilight's hush arrives, the lovers slip from sight.
Seducers chase the flash of skin, forget the light,
Of souls that shimmer deeper than the surface sheen-
Sing my anthem for these sun-kissed women's plight.
She bore his name, his child,the bruising bite,
And smiled through storms jealousy deemed obscene.
When twilight's hush arrives, the lovers slip from sight.
Yet even strong spirits bear the world's weight,
And fade beneath the hunger of the worldly scene-
Sing my anthem for these sun-kissed women's plight
When twilight's hush arrives,the lovers slip from sight.
NARCISSIST
THE RAPIST OF THE SOUL
I PUT HIS NAME IN THE BLACK BOOK,
WITH THE BLACK INK.
THAT BLACK DAY WHEN I INTERACT,
THAT BLACK SOUL GOT SO ATTRACT.
HE BLACK & BLUE MY SOUL,
THAT BLACK FACE WAS SO COLD.
I BLACK SHEEP TRIED BLACK AND WHITE,
THOU BLACK OUT ME BETWEEN WRONG OR RIGHT.
THOU DEVIL SHOWED ME HIS REAL COLOUR,
HE PROVED ME THAT HE IS MOTHER FUC*ER.
SWINE AND SWAN CANNOT BE FRIEND,
ONE WHO ENJOYS CANNOT LIKE SACROSCENT.
Ever the faint of heart gets lost unto themselves and dine,
Ever the moon does wane where in her light fades out dark night,
Ever the wind does blow away sorrow of a fools plight,
Ever the sun rise' up to greet morning's new breath so bright,
Even the man who sings his one daughter to sleep and dream,
Even the man who cares endless to see her go care free,
Even the man who longs to see the glint her eyes do gleam,
Even the man who's hurt her heart before can be redeemed,
Ever the bark of the old tree stands firm wrinkled and wise,
Ever the leaves may fall to give room for new life to rise,
Ever the roots go deep down in the earth to drink her sighs,
Ever the fruit that's ripe and falls to give new hope arise,
Even the man who molts his skin to give way to new life,
Ever the man who's hurt who's loved can let go of his strife.
Some sorrows are blessings tears can not cease;
Grieving legs to be fearless for life's peace...
Journey daringly undone,
To fall and rise yet from none-
Handling impulse sorrowful stakes increase.
Like a bee that searches for the nectar of a blossom
So you found me
And desired my nectar
But my flower stopped producing long ago.
And I promise you, I am not lying, that I have tried to hide behind my petals
Myriad of thorns line up my stem
You can look from afar
But do not try to get near me
My thorns serve to warn
Your heart may get pricked
And your flesh torn
I cannot guarantee you that it won’t sting
That is the result of a women’s scorn
I cover myself with my leaves
But I know that I was meant to be seen
Symbolic of love to those who dream.
My long stemmed stature reaches for Heaven
I warmed by the suns gentle rays
You, honey bee, come humming along
In spite of myself I am drawn by your song
The vibration of your wings puts me at ease
And I slowly peel back my petals.
Busy you are, my honey- Bee
Buzzing around me happily
I am soothed by your gentleness
And my leaves begin to lift
But wait…I am a rose
And you are a bee
So different we are in existence
The sun shines down and illuminates me
And I give myself to you
Saddened n' tired,
Feeling like a doormat,
For people to just wipe their feet upon,
After being trampled on n' used...
Worth more...
Valued less...
Pain just fills me,
Once again, I guess...
Taken for granted...
Not seen for what I'm worth,
Just too blind to see...
How much it truly hurts....
One cut just makes me feel...
Even in pain...
It just feels...
A release of emotion...
I cannot speak...
A deep feeling...
A release...
I feel...
Something, Anything...
Now Empty...
I'm Free...
Forever Sleeping...
Am I too far broken?
Too far gone?
Or just simply hopin'?
To be loved by another,
More than just cuz I'm a mother?
A significant other,
A match,
A partner,
Or just too far broken to be loved by another?
Damaged n' bruised,
Too far used,
Just to broken,
Too far abused?
Pain n' suffering each n' every day,
Pasting on a smile...
Just to push a disguise,
Never truly knowing the pain I actually go through...
Truly, unwise....
Pretending all is ok n' well,
Just never knowing the actual, is a shell...
Mostly... unwell,
Fully suffering in pain...
Not just my body,
Not just my head...
My heart, the constant ache of needing more...
Praying for others to just, "understand"
Begging for the higher powers,
To just "take it all away"...
No longer wanting to push through another day,
I truly don't know how to make it another way...
I sit n' cry,
Truly wondering... Why?
Permanently damaged...
Now I ask, how do I manage?
One cut, two cuts,
Three cuts, four...
Hang on tight,
Just one more...
Pain n' frustration,
Passing by....
At the expense of what?
A few scars on my thigh?
I look up n' pray,
For just one good day...
A need for approval n' unconditional love,
Please God, give me strength from above...
An unconditional need to bleed,
As I sit here crying
Just a need to believe,
I need to live, no need for lying...
Specific Types of Hurt Poems
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