Inflictions Poems - Poems about Inflictions

Two Sedoka's on addiction. I think we all know someone who suffers from addiction, be it alcohol, drugs, pills or gambling.. Sadly too many judge from the action and do not see the reason behind many fall into it. fighting addiction chains of control solder hold held captive to corrupt brain unhealed trauma screams judgement offers no respite soul hopes...

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A wafting thunder down deep with lost fragments of heart Ponderous and measuring, abandoned deep in the dark Nourishment degraded decaying love forever lost Damaged limb from limb life’s lonely bitter cost Taken by chase, a dragon’s breath allure Once innocent and sweet but no longer pure Absent loyalty unseats, the flame now takes hold This deadly flash of the tail, presently...

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The greatest physical pain ever inflicted upon me was the constant spasmodic pains of the constipation I experienced after a 'pace maker insertion'. My body was not use to all the pain medications provided to me which resulted in the cure causing more pain than the illness. The pace maker procedure was an excellent...

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I once was fast and so athletic. Bad afflictions? I had none. Measles, mumps (the normal things). Youth was so much fun. Then came my childbearing early 20’s. Had a girl and then a boy. Affliction borne for but a day and then you’re left with joy! Pregnancy discomforts, flu, perhaps a cold or two. Woes emotional I also had...

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Childhood is a ship, preparing to set sail, but not all harbors are kind the ocean a mysterious enigma. Not all inflictions are visible, some bruises remain invisible. Not all trauma can be expressed, so the past is buried - still breathing. Ghosts resurface, with subtlest of hints. When we are born, we are 'freshly decorated' boats. Preparing to set sail through unknown waters, longing to venture...

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A white Santa showed a child the skin tone of the top brass A white doll to an innocent black girl contrasts ugliness A white wedding was beauty redefined as a cloak on a lass A white Jesus, before we repented, repainted righteousness A white collar is how we elevated and segregated a social class A white angel flew from...

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Indecent Inflictions Have I woken up in a place I’ve never known? Commonality is a depth I seem unable to fathom. Do I give of what I’m asked; but what’s mine is also your’s? I seem to have wrongly assumed I am. The assassin of love...

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Self inflictions, trying to deal with the pain.... but it is not working any more, something stronger, but will that work or is my only option death? Deep cuts, leaving marks, now feeling ugly and unpretty, maybe that is why no one loves me... Self Hate, I don't want to continue living my life this way, but I have no one to reach out to, no one who...

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