Separation Pain Poems | Examples
These Separation Pain poems are examples of Pain poems about Separation. These are the best examples of Pain Separation poems written by international poets.
That night you left,
the rain came with a pelt—
an abyss in my heart,
a curse you placed from the start.
Hurt words, hurt heart, hurt soul—
an emotional toll
I buried deep
in hope our marriage to keep.
And with courage sparked,
I kicked you out in the dark
on a night wild with anger,
for the two of you to tangle.
And yet as soon as I did,
my heart bid
a return—
Has the lesson been learned?
The pelting turned to a cyclone warning,
heaven and earth aligning.
The whole world erupts to send me a message:
going back was not the right passage?
I woke in the morning to a daughter exclaiming,
“The cyclone was pushed back—
no longer on track.”
To a reframing of my life...
Until next time.
Emotional Separation
You and I are locked into a long life covenant with God
My emotions seem to be the only control I got
They say through the ups and downs love grows stronger
The more we learn about each other our hearts grow fonder
Throughout the years that hasn't been the case with us
Helping our love to grow is a topic we constantly discuss
I don't have anymore fight within me to try to win you over
The pain is unbearable when you give me the cold shoulder
I'm tired of taking the blame for your changed emotions
I can only be so strong while maintaining godly devotion
We're strangers when we are supposed to be lovers
My emotional separation is what you will later discover
Words both good or bad are very powerful,
bad words said are like a volcanic eruption to the soul.
Why do family and friends hurt each other,
do they not understand what it does to the other person ~
volcanic eruption of the soul takes place.
These painful words and actions are like hot lava,
hot lava running out from ones soul.
This volcanic eruption can only be stopped with love,
or by separation.
As I stand like a mountain tall and strong,
there will be no more hot lava volcanic eruptions of the soul.
The subtle thread which mends a laceration
is woven through fresh, tender flesh to bind
disreconciled horizons, disentwined
by words sharper than the knives of damnation.
Then, even once that painful separation
is closed, there’s still so much left to attend
to,—wash the wound, put bandages, amend
echoes saddled with righteous indignation.
A stitch is but the means of tying tight
the gasping gash; but time alone can heal
the skin which suffers the ego’s trauma.—
Slow bonds, forming from the wrecks of the drama,
will join again disjointed sides, and seal
the split. The scar will long remain for sight.
The anguish of separation scars our heart,
yet the cause of pain is retraced to ego,
which believes from existence we stand apart,
so the definitive truth we need to know,
is who we are, so our inquiry we start,
by choosing cessation and making thoughts slow,
whence we realise, upon coming undone,
that God dwells in all hearts and thus all are one.
In the quiet aftermath, fairytale's close,
A widow now, where love once arose.
Memories dance of love's early spark,
Newlyweds' dreams, adventures in the dark.
Shopping escapades, where no one claimed the win,
Shared laughter, moments tucked within.
Doing life together, through joy and strife,
Raising kids, navigating the journey of life.
Now a widow, pain veiled in silent grace,
Alone she carries a once-shared embrace.
No one can fathom the depth of her woe,
Yet in her heart, love's enduring glow.
Torn mind as a book sits unfound once more.
Overcast sky blotch caring Sun's warmness,
diffuse confidences a dawn's full bliss,
consolidates a desolate soul's lore,
their brief days of an annular old rune,
the fading of yesteryears contemplates,
the life of a destitute heart pulsates,
the same as a wayward blizzard in June,
sensed separation dwarfs active favor,
downcast eyes eclipse the mood as fear grows,
lost souls dragged into mounds of drifting snows,
spoils the realm of an endless December,
masterpiece frozen framed pictures hell,
be of Dante's Inferno where Satan dwell.
---------------Love
passionate, tender
kissing, holding, embracing,
loneliness, heartbreak, despair, grief,
crying, Hurting, aching,
agony, separation
pain
What my heart wants can never be.
This life of wonder is a beautiful mystery.
The pain of knowing through intimate talk.
Forces intense pain of separation as I walk.
I bow my head in sorrow as my breaking heart cries.
Imbued with intuition of feeling unwanted, as I try.
I must search deep into my heart’s wary soul.
To face the painful truth, embrace it, to make me whole.
I will wander onward looking for my soul mate of life.
Once found I will lay my head down in love as his wife.
This is only natural for the wonderful woman in me.
Beautiful as lovely flowers this intimacy, shared, I am free.
That that never was, our pain cause
From God, separation
Understanding not, divine laws
Result’s agitation
Our false identity
Delusionality
Joy’s the fatality
Stuporous fears pause
That that never was
03-February-2022
Quietus
why nights without you
burn me like scorching coal fire
my beloved? love indeed
would you come back soon
to hold me passionately
that fast my aches end? Indeed
16 July 2021
Ni (2) Katuata Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
separation ache
thousand deaths before union
why suffer this needless pain?
for one to know two
reflections amuse our hearts
lucid dreams seem so real
10-July-2021
Ni (2) Katuata Poetry Contest
Sponsor: William Kekaula
Katuata poem syllable count required : (5-7-7) x 2 verses