Emotion Pain Poems | Examples

These Emotion Pain poems are examples of Pain poems about Emotion. These are the best examples of Pain Emotion poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberLove overcomes Anger

If the body is wracked with anger
love cannot exist
The urge to blame some others
such emotion ,please desist

It's now time to change the pattern
of internal pain that's felt
Self love needs integration
feel the anger melt

With the effort that's expended
to really make amends
The soul is then a magnet 
to attract so many friends

Imagine all the world 
if we eradicated anger
To live in love and peace
no longer faced with danger


Premium MemberBody Ails Yet Spirit Soars

 
I have spent my life in tormenting pain, from activities I must just refrain; oh, the aching, throbbing, and agony, but, I endure, I cope and don't complain. I find tranquility in fantasy, in the penning of divine rhapsody; in the harmony of spirit and soul, and I find peace . . . at the art gallery. Courage and the strength of me is my goal, I ignore aching and pain's rigmarole; with resolve I control my emotion, my spirit- with mind and body console. I let my words soar over the ocean, on white paper I pour my life broken; I have spent my life in tormenting pain, like a bird I rise, drift- never frozen.

Premium MemberThe Cutting Room

the sounds of the night desert me
my mind seized by ill-fates once more
as ripples dispatched by the ferry
lick down this plutonian shore

dark deeds in my lifetime like flotsam
sailing passed in the after-light gloom
arrested in moments so shattered
and birthed from my cutting room womb

memories I locked in dark corners
the ones that break silence at night
festering fears held for too many years
malignance I can’t overwrite

but the ferryman points one gnarled finger
at me, then the scenes floating by
his empty black eyes hold mine for a while
then he turns with a near soundless sigh 

he claimed no coin for their passage
each fare paid in full long before
remnants returning to whom they came from
and I draw in night’s sweet air once more

Premium MemberEmotion Portraits

happy 
          feel lifting gifts arrive shining golden bright days  ...
          striking steel brushes create a pain-hued Monet ...
depressed

Premium MemberEven a Stranger

When saturated gloom continues to climb and refuses to detach its parasitic rhyme, we can be consumed with need for touch. Even a stranger's smile can mean so much. When darkness swallows our totality and invisible pain evokes its brutal, we can be consumed with need for touch. Even a stranger's smile can mean so much. When our internal and mind disconnect and fulfillment is no longer even a concept, we can be consumed with need for touch. Even a stranger's smile can mean so much. No matter the depth of depression's bleed even a stranger's eyes can help it recede.


Premium MemberRelieved and Deceived

Deceived and Relieved

I knew it would end in tears.
The trouble is: I never cry.
You’ve realised all my fears.
And I didn’t blink an eye.

I knew where I stood, so goodbye.
Run away from every painful fact,
Back to momma, I won’t die.
I found you out, no need to act.

Well, I wasn’t born yesterday.
Even though I think you were.
You haven’t enough courage to stray.
Go tell tales, unfounded to her.

The money’s gone, all’s dried up.
The idiot’s no fool; I knew your plan.
There’s no more overflowing cup.
Want my advice? Get away while you can.

David Cox 15/05/18
© Dave Cox  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberLoneliness

Inside this Gothic womb, now but only a cold cavernous hollow
the votive flames steal away in puffs of smoke
as I kneel, atom-like, lost in loneliness.
Alabaster angels hungrily swallow empty space till they break - 
bleeding prayers seeking life’s meaning
darkly staining the stained glass windows with nothingness.


Susan Ashley
February 18, 2019


~ First Place ~
Contest: April 2019 Premier 11 (Max Eight Lines)
Sponsor: Brian Strand


~ Tenth Place ~
Premiere Contest: Reflect That Emotion Premier
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter

Premium MemberYour Pain

Your pain Why do I feel your pain still When I left of my own free will My mind is heavy with the burdens you build Yet my heart is still tender And vulnerable to your every will When you’re hurting and making bad choices Your voice still touches my every emotion How is it that I still feel your pain Even when I have nothing left to gain Yes, I love you still But be with you, I never, ever will. You had my heart from the very start And slowly our love began to part Two became one, until one was none Off in separate ways for more than 365 days So how is it that to this day Your pain still finds its way Into my life and in my heart where it stays Lay

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