Rhyme Pain Poems | Examples
These Rhyme Pain poems are examples of Pain poems about Rhyme. These are the best examples of Pain Rhyme poems written by international poets.
The hurt that sits within your heart is the same that sits in mine.
But you can't feel my wounds at all, so I'll pretend to be just fine.
I'm breaking in ways I can't convey, but you can never tell.
I guess that's why you looked at me and bid me your farewell.
I often wonder to myself if I could ever escape the fall,
And wish you never had the chains around your heart at all.
I want to heal the hurt that sits deep beneath your feet,
The pain that came long before–our ancestors' defeat.
I want to take the ruins and grow flowers where there's weeds.
Some how I will break this curse–with my love and my good deeds.
There will be no other daughters who feel the same as I.
This curse will end with me, and here is where it dies.
To weather the strain, of memories stained
To sever the ties that blind
To grasp the rope, a beacon of hope
To forever free your mind
A fog has been cleared, a beacon appeared
A much better friend to find
A new path emerged, from the pain you purged
An enemy left behind
With blistered hands we reach for the things that are sweet,
And gather the ashes that fall at our feet.
We barter for things that decay,
And cry when it all gets swept away.
We hide from the heat,
Believing every sting is our defeat.
Yet, these earthen vessels are broken before being filled,
The stone must be struck before the waters are spilled.
Our small comforts we guard and we run from the rod,
We mistake our wounds for the absence of God.
We forget that oil is pressed,
And the soul must be emptied before it finds rest.
The branch must be pruned before blossoms appear,
And joy that we seek is bought through the tear.
So open these hands that have clung to the clay,
And shatter the jar for the dawn of the day.
My words are often written,
To riddles and rhyme.
Many days misunderstood,
So much of the time.
If I'm to be clear, need I sacrifice
Some harmony, for just ol' plain?
Or do I need to be more thoughtful,
Connecting ideas along the chain?
That's where I tend to wrestle,
With these words all the time.
To the point of near fracture,
And it's nearly a crime.
As I bend and mold obscure meaning,
Around the rhetoric in place.
While I hope it somehow connects,
Making sense of time and space.
The closer we became
the scareder I’d become
Inflicting pain
with the slightest look
No remedy in any book
One missed beat
a day, a night go by
Snarl at the other guy
Pause now in the dark
~ life is meant to be a lark
Lost in a blizzard's cold snowdrifts,
please know, I appreciate your gifts -
a plethora of desolation,
loneliness and isolation,
a pincushion of every harm,
empty hands and empty arms,
a surplus and a plenitude
of everlasting solitude,
a kaleidoscope of emotional pain
torrents of rainbowless rain,
a carousel of cosmic confusion,
a cornucopia of disillusion.
I'll raise a glass, and just say, "Cheers!"
and return a reservoir of tears.
I listened to love for years, still feeling the pain.
Pulling back the cover, crying out in vain.
Silenced, I feel the pressure on my heart.
The truth belongs to yesterday, I didn’t feel it start.
If someone had told me
that I would struggle to just be
would I have done something
differently or bring
something different to the table
or would I be able
to make the world better
or be a trend setter?
Very doubtful, but worth asking
because I am basking
in today's pain
and would like to keep the stain
of that pain
from being forever held
in my body and meld
my future to hold more joy
but it won't hold my boy
so I'm just spinning,
but I'm functioning, so I'm winning
and leaning on God
who is my sustaining rod
of strength when mine fails
and I just need to rail
You don't know how I feel; you don't know what I've seen.
All I know is I have a dream,
A dream I lost you and can't bring you back.
To your heart is where my love is at.
So I ask myself every night and day,
Does she love me? I don't know what to say.
All I know is I'm hurting inside,
Trying to win this thing called pride.
Fighting off every aspect to make myself look shameful.
Please come take away this hurt; take it away, it's too painful.
So pray for me and keep my thoughts near.
This is the end, so lend me an ear!
You walk the way the wind blows
Or so the story goes.
You rode the waves of blue,
And lived a life with no clue
You blow smoke of tar
And drive a beat up car
You live in built-up walls,
Where twilight slowly crawls.
A fortress made of stone,
To keep yourself unknown.
You traded wind and sky,
To watch the world go by.
But rain taps on the window pane,
To remind you of the pain.
And the wind still knows your name,
Before you quit the game.
You throw the portal wide,
And cast the ghost aside.
Out where the blacktop gleams,
You wake up from your dreams.
You head across the bay,
To find a better way.
You turn toward the east,
The captive soul released.
The engine starts to roar—
You walk the way no more.
Pain Pain and more pain again
it seems much worse in the cold and rain
Pain pain you are driving me mad
you are in joints I never knew I had
You are in my arm then in my hand
then my legs I can barely stand
popping pills just like sweets
Is there nothing that this pain can't defeat
Please pain killers stop this pain
So I can live a normal life again
The doctor said that it is my age
help me doctor control my rage
the doctor will say to me and he will say it to you
with arthritis there is nothing I can do
There is a pain within the soul
that far exceeds the body's pain.
An ache no mortal can console
except by love’s return again.
When love and all its warmth depart,
how chill and dark the vacancy,
how pitiful the trampled heart,
how empty the unloved can be.
The slain damned sister
Look at me while you sleep,
Look deep into my eyes.
Sink into a slumber,
Where you’ll never see the rise.
I’ll wash your face with falling tears,
That drown the sight in yours.
While every ounce of pain you gave,
Settles in our pores.
You’ll slowly fade to nothing,
A ghost of what was well.
Sleep tight, my love, forever
And find your rest in hell.
I've chosen to smile through the pain
dance and twirl in the rain
writing through my grief
brings me sweet relief
showing kindness and grace
makes my world a better place
Marijuana came around
LSD went to town
Cocaine in his brain
His life down the drain
Hashish to ease the pain