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Suicide

From a beam he dangled as the rope choked out his breath
So very soon to end his life as he does the dance of death.
     The grandma sees her grandson and has to take him down
     She lays him on the carpet that is colored brown.

High up on a structure eyes are starring down
Will blackout over come him before he hits the ground;
  The morbid and the curious have finally gone away
  There’s only those who clean the mess, it's just another day.

Dinner on the table with plate and fork and knife
The only thing that's swallowed is a pill to end her life.
  Who said that it is painless have they looked around the room
  The pain does carry on and on far beyond the doom.

With a knife the cut was made now blood spills on the floor
Soon the shadows of the dark will come in through the door.
    Who said there are no victims; reactions carry on;
    This tragedy repeats it’s self; through days that take too long 
    .
With rocks put in her pockets in water not so high
She sucks the water to her lungs that's how she chose to die.
    The husband of Virginia Wolf, now he knows too well
    His days are filled with misery and his life's a living hell.

Desperate to escape he points the pistol to his head
The triggers pulled, a roar goes off; and just like that he's dead.
      When she opened up the door she saw the pieces of his brain
      The blood in puddles on the floor; was like water from the drain.

Blood is on her shirt; where she held him for too long
But it's simply far too late the life in him is gone.
    Who says that it is painless have they looked around the room
     I know the pain does carry on and on far beyond the doom.

    .
Form: Couplet


Death Comes Swiftly

Look into these eyes, these eyes show no mercy
Like flesh ripping off my skin, I scream
I shout the names of those I do not know
Like darkness I shall spread through your dreams
For they will become nightmares
Of which there is no return…
How you will cry, but no tears will fall
For you have sinned, and shall be burnt
Like a thousand suns you shall feel my wrath
Blood dripping from your eyes, ears and nose
The wall thickens with every breath you take
The truth I now expose
You have smiled at death… looked into its eyes
Seen the fury within the depths of his soul!
To bring you pain and much suffering
Is his aim, his only goal!
The fear from which he feeds
Is buried deep inside your mind
Laying dormant, hidden from plain sight
But eventually it will find you!
Haunt you, and bury you alive
Rip the jaws apart, gouge your eyes
Peel your skin off, until you’ve bled plenty
Only leading to your demise
For the pain doesn’t end there
It’s only about to start….
The executioner waits down below…
Ready to tear you apart

When you scream, the angels will but only laugh
For you did not listen well
You mocked them, ignored them
Now in hell’s kitchen you dwell
Into a pit of which there is no return
No escape only much suffering to come
This world varies in torture
Of which none can be ran from!
You will bleed endlessly…
Suffer like never before….
Praying to God to take you out
But he listens no more!
The path you chose has lead you to fall
And now your consequences you must face
Now endless misery and regret
For denying God’s wondrous Grace!!!

Eliel202
Belize (Country)
Form: Rhyme

Vanishing From Memory

Vanishing from memory…
Memories of endless hours…
spent talking the daylight 
away…
Memories of secrets told…and 
no longing for yesterday…
Memories of jokes shared…and 
of summer’s endless nights…
Memories of wasted time…when 
hours were spent to say 
nothing…
Memories of talks about 
nothing…the near end 
unknown…
Memories of the last day spent 
together…when more love had 
never been known…
Memories of the last 
conversation…held in the heart 
forever…
Memories of the joy you 
brought me…lost in the pain of 
losing you…
Memories of having you with 
me…lost in the desperation to 
have you alive…
Memories of the happiness you 
brought us…forgotten in the 
longing to keep you…
Memories of seeing 
you...ruined by the pain of 
missing a chance to reassure 
you…
Memories of laughing with 
you…lost in the tears that 
mourn your absence…
Memories of knowing you…lost 
in the pleas to save you…
Memories of your protection…
stolen in the search for your 
life…
Memories of planning to see 
you…traded for their right to 
keep you…
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Form:

Only Your Engine

Streetlights steadily strike my head with their illumination. The light throbs to the beat
of my heart. Cold pain begins to take over. Night time consumes my body. All around me. In
silence, I watch as the car carries you off, far, far away.
Cold wind catches my breath, and steals it from me. Yearning for your presence, causes me
to suffer. I wait, wait, wait. Hoping you will turn around; run to me; embrace me. You
only abandon me…
Memories flash like slide shows. My vision; blurred by tears; dripping to the corners of
my mouth. Bitter salt soaks into the crevices of my tongue. I want to push the pain away.
I want nothing more than for you to return. I want the sorrow to subside. I need
happiness…I have nothing. 
Dark sky; cloudless. Empty heart; loveless. Nothing in this world will ever replace you,
nothing at all. If only time would have stopped for us, if only you had just a few more
minutes, even seconds. Then my pain would not be here, my tears would not be falling to
the hard, chilled pavement.
Form:

Thomas

Sweetest child, in the poorest of health.
Sweetest soul, waiting to go home.
Sweetest smile, trying so hard to be like everyone else.
Sweetest laughter, that will echo in many hearts after you've gone.

Soft skin, hiding the pain beneath the surface...
                a pain that no one but he could understand.
Through all, you remain better than us,
                 happier,
                       lovlier,
                           stronger...it is you that comforts us.

It is you that holds this family together.
Purest soul, one that can not be marred by sin.
Least deserving of any pain, any torture...any worry.
And yet it is I who can walk...and i walk for you.

For every step you can not take, my strides become more significant.
My love, unconditional.
My life...and everyone elses's you have touched...better for having known you.


Pain

PAIN                
I HAVE NEVER DREAMT OF
THIS WILL BE MY 
FATE.
THE THINGS ARE TURNING 
INTO SIROCCO OF LIFE 
AGAIN AND AGAIN.

THE TIME SHOULD HAVE 
STOPPED BY ME.
AND SHOULD HAVE GONE
ON AND ON.

TH E FEEL IS HORRIBLE 
FEEL TO FOLLOW
AND CAN'T BE CHANGED FOR 
FOREVER SO.

IT HAS BEEN RUINED 
ALL ALONE.
AND LEFT ALONE ON 
ISLE OF MY OWN.

FEEL IS KICKING DEEP
IN MY HEART.
AND GIVING ANEURYSM
TO ME IN MY HEART.

THE PAIN IS UN-BEARABLE,
AND COMING OUT OF  THE PAIN
IS DIFFICULT FOR
ME TO FACE.

IT IS NOT AT ALL 
WAY I THOUGHT.
WHY CAN 'T IT  BE 
THE WAY I THOUGHT.

THE THINGS COMING BY ME
ARE NOT THE THINGS I THOUGHT.
THE FEEL IS KILLING ME
DAY AND  NIGHT.

ELOPE IS THE THOUGHT 
I AM THINKING OF.
TO GO ON ISLE 
WHERE I CAN FIND MY OWN.
AND FEEL SHOULD BE GOOD 
TO FEEL.
Form:

Kindred Soles

I just can’t find the words,
To ease the pain you feel.
Please know that you are not alone,
And somehow time can heal.
My heart, how it breaks for you,
As tender teardrops fall.
We may never have the answers,
To understand it all.
When everything around you crashes,
The roots of faith are tested.
Yet, beneath a devastated land,
The seeds of love are rested.
Once again, to rise, and be reborn,
New life and hope restored.
May Jesus hold you now,
The one who truly knows.
Our Lord and Savior,
He’s been there,
Fragile hearts and souls enclosed.
The pain and hurt you feel now,
So few have ever known.
He knows the feeling,
He bears the scars,
My friend you’re not alone.
I too, have walked in shoes you wear,
The path of thorns unfolds.
His footprints will alone remain,
He carries kindred “Soles”.
Form: Imagism

Blurred Vision

what now is truly possible in my life
after the impossible shows her true colours
to lose sight of you and your magic lens
so shortly after you have come  into view
i cannot feel your aura anymore
my pain within has taken me to my knees 
my eyes cannot  see and i can barely breath
begging you please just turn around
i cannot feel my heart or soul 
this wound cuts to deep to the marrow
your legacy  is a scar that will never heal
the pain will never cease
i have tried to find the words
 to be allowed a gentle surrender
to find a way beyond 
the reach of the memory of you
an impossibility to be sure  
lost footsteps searching to find
a mia culpa retreat sans honour
yearning to find a solitary empty space
far and away…out of focus
to let my broken soul
mend within the eye of the storm

IRISH

Tears of Pain

Tears of  pain fall from her tired eyes, too many tears she's already cried. A life full of pain 
she has seen through her eyes, and miles she has walked with sadness by her side. Many 
years of pain have left her feeling empty inside. She feels the pain as her heart is torn from 
the inside out, pain and sarrow are all that life has left to offer her, as tears stream down her 
face. She remembers a time, a place when the tears were gone, and a smile took their 
place, all she had to do was see a smile upon her childrens face. But now their gone, they 
take with them pieces of her torn heart. She is left with a bleeding heart, a broken soul with 
tears in her eyes and a pain that wont die.
Form:

Inflamed Frozen Torture

When I think of how I lost myself
I try to focus elsewhere
Falling in the freezing flames
My soul becomes scared
As the blood drips from my eyes
I know why I am crying
It is because I am dying
Feeling the blood drain from my veins
My brain and heart begin to strain
Feeling lightheaded, loosing sight
I can still hear my screams of fright
Wondering when this pain will end
Watching my bones and feeling them bend
Hearing cracks they begin to break
All of this pain starts to ache
Reaching the end I cannot wait
One last chance to seal my fate
Grabbing my blade, gripping it tight
Cutting my throat, and then no more fight...
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