Hurt. Poems - Poems about Hurt.

Is cruelty hiding in the stars deceitful play? What wastes a heart is for them to lie in silence as dying art For their lights just untenable promises made, Giants: long gone before we see them as something smart I envy their brilliance cast in prior eons relayed Death riding lightwaves but, arriving late for the start So in the...

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Just how long does a steaming lobster sob? How terribly do boiling limbs and guts burn? Like a million simultaneous cuts? When does its sweltering heart cease to throb? On who’s authority do humans rob that creature of its life? Have we the rights? —the rights to cook a living being? Nights, (countless), have I questioned this brutish...

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I stood on the gravel pathway, feeling the wind gently kiss my face, and the sweet scent of cherry blossoms, mingling with the air. My hands went up to my mouth, covering my gasp, as I saw him kneel down on one knee, a velvet box in his hands. A gentle smile adorned his face, as he looked...

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You may—I might—theywill—some ‘won’t’—just say: “Living’s a walnut begging to be cracked!” And if-or when-but why-sosoon-the impact of such a soundstatement will hardly weigh? on the forget- fret- fear-ful kind of gray dispositions who dwell on the abstract (no)tion of (this)regard or a(n/a)tacked self sobbing in the corner of the day.— Re—again—jected once one final more, such spirits spurn the sense ‘security’, to cling...

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To be a good father You already have to be a good man But apparently he couldn't be either guess it was just easier For him to be just like his father Him being a black father Made it harder The stereotypes That followed him around That policed He probably internally agreed He felt it must've...

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Playing the Hurt Victim 5/27//2025 People really, really don’t care! They...

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When you find the pain helps you cope Fear not, you may still survive Deep within hides a beam of hope Take a breath and slowly revive The things that don't kill you Don't always make you stronger The wounds run deep and true The pain a way for you to conquer The scars heal and slowly fade But the agony will always remain The...

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Am i the problem cuz i love my mind, body, and soul? Am i the problem cuz i don't just go for anything im told? Am i the problem cuz my heart got cold? cuz i know i got a old soul Am i the problem cuz i'm getting old and everything i know just got old cuz...

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Love retreats and longing starts, A hush where once were songs and stars. We do not fight, we do not plead, But silence grows like the wind-swept weed. The walls are kind, the floor is cold, We touch no more, and never hold The aching pulse beneath the skin— The trembling sigh, the tears begin. You wait for me, I wait for you, Like...

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- Hearts are invisible and defenseless when one falls in love - ...

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Started crashing out With your picture on the dash There’s no way I’m catching up blew my engine trying to get to you I wasn’t fast enough Should’ve read the captions huh Should’ve kept a side piece to avoid the loneliness I ain’t get no answer trying to count on you It wasn’t adding up Hope you stay safe...

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It’s always what I say, It boils down to what I sow. get me off speaker tweaking out my destiny, they trying to know. Push the issue we ain’t cuff, You got me pushing all this dope, Popping out at the mouth, My pockets chunky, tweaking hold your tone. Crazy, feeling lazy, Wish for me to crash out. Busy bone switch after our freaking history, Like...

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a wounded heart anguish expressed cause of pain ~ identification with form delusion will in timeless time be dispelled soul illumined with love’s healing touch warm we feel the pain, since we are all connected yet as dreams within dreams so unfold in staid stillness we dwell in the void invoking God’s grace, aura gold obstacles faced are but life tests akin to rise...

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a paper cut, inevitable no matter how hard you try to avoid them, everyone knows the pain of it, yet someone else gets one and you say its only a small cut only hurts a small bit. when looking at someone you never would never know they have one unless they told you, it is easy to hide the pain...

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—Blackout. \ rewind \\ 9pm, my messy curls sizzled as chemicals flow down the drain— raven, ...

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