Hurts Poems - Poems about Hurts

You don’t know what you do to me When your eyes meet mine that way. You light a spark, then turn and fade— And I’m alone with what I can't say. Broken hearted, I don’t know how To say the things I need to now. You don’t see what’s in my eyes— And I just don’t know why. The moment I saw you It...

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I always had Angie Under My Thumb, one day I heard her honking her car horn. What had she just done with her anger, my candy apple red vette she did Paint It Black. She was yelling back at me, You Can't Always Get What You Want. Now I will Tumblin Dice for release, my new car is a big mess. Her blue...

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He said three golden words— “You complete me.” So, she broke herself in shards he could carry. He mocked her degrees, her minds hard climb So, she lit her past and called it sublime. He did gently though, like falling snow Each cut was kindness, each no a soft blow. He wouldn't speak until she profusely apologized, sorry for raising her voice,...

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Heart break. It’s not just a feeling, it mentally messes you up. Heartbreak is so strong, it’s like a pain in your chest that won’t go away, it’s like you can physically feel your heart splitting in two. I wish I didn’t know how it felt to have your heart broken but unfortunately I do so...

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Hey, ANGIE I just want to say And I don't want to PAINT IT BLACK I know you felt UNDER MY THUMB But, seriously consider the facts YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT Cause life is like TUMBLIN DICE You're just like those...

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Each petal cuts me in my sleep— you call it soft, but I bleed every time I touch it. The mirror doesn’t cry with me anymore. Only the fog stays. It hums like a swallowed scream. ...

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I'm too quiet I talk too much I'm too involved I'm way too out of touch I'm too messy I care too much about things being clean I'm too kind I'm way too f*ckin mean I'm too close I'm too far away I went to bed too early I stayed up too late I'm too skinny...

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May we forever be lovers, May we forever be friends, And should we hurt each other, May we quickly make amends. May we enjoy our passion, But never let compassion die, Thinking in selfless terms as we, Never emphasising I. May we forever be soul-mates, May our love eternally last, May the food of love sustain us, May we never have to fast. May we use each...

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She appears like a quiet flow of gentle timeless and pure glowing show from a waterfall of sustenance. Smooth skin, angelic sweet of a gift touching my demonic diary memoirs, frozen in time as the pages flicker and re-writes like a newly pressed hand. Her eyes a purity of splashes of green illustrated mesmerizes me with a gaze loving silk sown teasing dress, fiery red silky worship of...

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I escape to a shiny lake where waters are calmer, my mistakes are not raked and the nights are warmer. Without sting rays and cold-ness of days, This town is deserted buildings flood vacancies I dream of flirtation and of illumination, so much for singularity, bringing one to peace. Thoughts are floating like ashes in the summer. I begin playing, A lost & found harmonica....

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Infinite love Has come to an end The white dove? Its neck has a bend What was promised forever Did not last Continued for never And came in last Eight months To be continued Eight months You promised no issue You promised forever You promised always You promised to never But you did anyways I cannot be mad I could not do that to you But boy am I sad To watch what we...

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BLUE SUMMER vs 1 IT'S BEEN A SAD DAY, I FOUND OUT THE ONE I LOVE, HAS GONE AWAY... IT'S HARD TO RISE ABOVE vs 2 NOW THE DAYS ARE ALL EMPTY NOTHING LEFT TO LOOK FORWARD TO... FEELS LIKE THE WORLD IS ENDING... AND NOW I'M ALL ALONE CHORUS GONNA BE A BLUE SUMMER YEAH IT'S TRUE... GONNA BE A BLUE SUMMER IT'S HARD HERE WITHOUT YOU I'LL DREAD...

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Every day I walked by the dead cockroach on The second floor’s third stair. I was out of breath by the sixth. On the eighth I’d stop, And wait until my heart slowed. I'd step out. How was his night? Emesis? Pain? Did he sleep? Evening would roll around. I'd walk by the clock stuck at 4:52. The elevators were faster...

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What were the chances? Even if just one percent, I would redo the calculations, Till my body turns to ashes. The times we spent together— Were the ones that made me fall in love with existance, with you. Even when we're not on good terms, If the universe gave me another chance, I would. However things aren't the same, Like seasons, The summer left and winter...

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Whom am I in the endless plot of fate? Your perfect perfection used as bait. Whom am I to reject perfection’s grace, Amidst my turmoil in karma’s embrace. I sought not, yet there you stood, A calm in my storm, I never understood. You were the answer to my whispers unheard, A soft light to which my shadow was led. An eternity I...

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