Inflicted Poems - Poems about Inflicted

Looking out from deep inside this fortress here wherein I hide. Formed brick by brick in rounds of pain, some circumstantial, others made by hand selecting from the first - fine crafted moldings of the worst. With clays of pity, doubt and fear, mix in the water, make it clear so all around will go away. Form isolation day by...

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You've made me feel weak Pathetic Small You've made me feel Inadequate Shameful unloveable And raw You halted my dance And forced me to crawl You taught me true fear I'll never trust anyone Ever Not at all You've fed me to the wolves And left me to rot Berated my name And proved im easily forgot You've made me feel Jealous Sad Enraged You've made me feel Vacant Hungry And caged Even with walls...

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Woe bestowed on oneself is sorrowful fulfillment of sad dependency determined to kill joy...

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I've seen Sherlock Holmes and his sidekick Dr. Watson In a bar room near my dorm on one foggy afternoon Dr. Watson was singing, Holmes was playing the bassoon When a loud voice was heard that sparked a commotion "A guy was poisoned! A guy was a poisoned!"One customer made a shout The poor waiter was...

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Tongue lashings are bitter they hurt and injure Gnawing at both the heart of victim and abuser With each hostile strike both hearts bruise and deaden Hostility a most deadly poison injected as cheeks redden No word of a lie striking a chord You live by the sword you die by the sword AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Submitted...

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The more you hate others, the less you love yourself....

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A zig of happiness sparked the upper peninsulas Of my wildebeest heart, a mere tich. Could that teensy beginning shake my Anger, which I had determinedly Held onto for three weeks longer Than anyone sane should have? Come on, the spark said, laughing. Come And play. We can be mad tomorrow. I was not in the least bit tempted. Stubbornness held me fast. I refused...

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It is hard to explain the thoughts that run through my mind or the feelings that run through my soul, It is hard to explain the emptiness I feel; it is hard to remember the last time I felt whole. Do you know how it feels to only care about gathering knowledge but having no motivation to...

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A Self Inflicted Lie I tell myself 'you are in love' As I press my lips to hers Boundless joy fills my heart In her embrace my memory blurs What god has blessed me with true love At what price has this angel been snared How wonderful to be in her embrace Such fortune can not be compared I tell myself 'you are loved' As...

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The wound inflicted, you will never see, for it lies in the recess of my mind Internal is the bleeding; let it be! You try, but peace of mind you can not find Who is the God you worship? Speak His name! I want to know; does he condone this pain? Is He the one who let you maim and shame, and...

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It is hard to explain the thoughts that run through my mind or the feelings that run through my soul It is hard to explain the emptiness I feel; it is hard to remember the last time I felt whole Do you know how it feels to only care about gathering knowledge but having no motivation to...

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We have mentally drained our emotions into the world around us Causing our own commotions then get mad with what surrounds us. We lack to feel for those that we see have less. We slack and oppose for what we think is best. We tend to take from a pot that is not rightfully ours. We...

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Ability to face his fears, gone! Bewitched by a demon for so long. Could not conceive a positive thought. Doom and dread was all he sought. Echoing hallucinating voices in his mind. Friendships meaningful, he could not find. ‘Go ahead, end it now!’…. He’d hear them say. Interdict he should live to see another day. Just then, he concluded what to do. ‘Kill...

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A ripe body of Adolescence, nuzzled by beauty on which hair is polished by crystals and sapphire but lacks in the garrison of virtues and patriotism becoming blind to the significance of its own felicity. So gullible is its owner, that Dorian Gray is her preferred suitor, so false are her choices like bringing Tilapia to Canada to strive. Protracted...

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Self-Inflicted Contest Sponsor: Anthony Slausen Because addiction I fell into the red fire so many consequences my self-infliction darkness chose by my desire I lost all my defenses Form: Sedoka Six lines consisting of 5-7-7-5-7-7 Syllables (Rhymed) Checked syllable count:www.wordcalc.com Due to research I have learned that the word "fire" can by one or two syllables. In this poem I wrote the word "fire" as one syllable. Date...

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