Marred Poems - Poems about Marred

marred by insults the heart heals with time scar tissue remains...

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How do I say this? I admit it’s very very hard How to describe how I’m so happily marred You make me feel trapped Deep inside of me Yet I don’t want to be set free You make me feel anxious Confused and nervous Yet it all seems worth the fuss Put simply, curse you Why do you do this to me Making me your one...

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Freeloading Taking what was given by someone else for something else A gift with a tinge of obligation Tacit codes From the animal that is me To the ungrateful optimizer A love of expectation Is it a kiss if it's unwilling branded by tears A hand outstretched that stretches less and less Adjusting from a partner to an attribute And back Can I love as a shell How...

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Sin-marred Guilt-damaged Broken I was… Yet God repaired my life… Renewed*! Titus 3:5 Not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to his mercy he saved us, by the washing of regeneration, and renewing of the Holy Ghost. April 3, 2019...

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damaged and alone I am stained with memories that never ease my existence. soiled by dirty flashbacks, I’m never relieved when I remember all my befouled experiences. contaminated and defaced, I can no longer be subjected to such marred recollections- I don’t deserve such absolution as my mind never required an outlook that freed my bloodstained past. abandoned, I cry for unblemished images to...

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Moments teeming with mistakes Couldn’t hold my life at ransom As reason raised stakes In inventions that wouldn’t blossom. Moments steeped in illusion Couldn’t diminish dangers I faced As I dabbled in delusion Despite revered rites I disgraced. Moments awash with wanton wishes Couldn’t spare me the scorn I courted when I depleted fishes From bays and coves in Capricorn. Moments bereft of honour Couldn’t shoo away...

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People say she has a marred face, but her face looks beautiful to me People say that she's too overweight, but I'm attracted to her immensely I'm attracted to her smile, it's so, so sweet I'm attracted to her heart, it's so, so kind I'm attracted to her mind, it's so, so smart I'm attracted to her will, it's incredibly strong So when my baby sometimes gets...

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Imperfect pain Marring us all In warped rooms Parchment calls The pen to write Perfectly ©2016...

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The fattest land mass within the borders of Europe is also a mother with an extremely fertile womb to once go third in the global grain export. Sitting on a ground blessed with hidden treasures, it has unfortunately been blown by the nuclear disaster of Chernobyl. Its architecture, literature and music are a mirror reflection of its faith, the borscht and...

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On white skin the butterfly in contrast pale perfection now enhanced permanently an explosion of colour shoulder blade the resting place butterfly with vivid wings represents a wish to...

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A broken heart is a broken home… a broken society We owe each other a sincere love that will last long Why should happy homes indulge in this impropriety? I cry for the blessed brides that left the base they belong Just because they can’t cope with stress, sweats and strains I weep for those good grooms that weren’t steady...

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"what do you mean by that? " he said in rather a threatening manner, I blushed - my face turned red, all the joy in the day was marred. His anger changed my view of him his witty turn of phrase now jarred, his caustic comments left me cold, all the joy in the day was marred. Before I speak I'll think quite...

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Histories that we left behind, Spinning and whirling in my mind, i thought you were a sign, a sign that two hearts shall bind. But indeed i was wrong, on the day you let me go, the wind sang the sad song, when love ones became foe. Your words sweeter than honey, But your heart black as sin, Looks like i judge...

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