Sorrow Pain Poems

I was young when my dad left;
each day was a burden on its own.
Before he left, he and my mom would always quarrel,
and I saw...

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When hues collide, a stark and brutal scene,
Black bruises blooming where the light once played,
And blue, a sorrow, silent and unseen,
Beneath the surface, where the...

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Dragging my pen along the walls of the well,
The ink of meaningful words runs dry,
Blind to who you've become, and serving only to dampen empty...

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Since I first put on the greasepaint, smooth as cream on morning toast, they said I had a gift for making people laugh. Natural as...

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“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,” - Lord Byron
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I 
Am shame  
In my vice   
Hate the acclaim    

Help me Jesus Christ    
And take away...

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Clouds spiral down and curl around to touch me
—not those western drizzle shrouds
baring a soul of misery mizzle
...though I adore a good wallow in sorrow...

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Did I ever forget you?
I am destined to remember
Those days we spent together
Are always on my mind
The ache remains ,losing you hurts

There have been several...

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Love sends a signal (so intangible)
through time removed and space—more faraway
than high heavens, sun, spark of moody day
when Night her might has made immoveable. 

The...

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Freedom ‘s In Love

Four feet on the porch. Arrive.
Red: the passionate roses a simile for the flush of a face. Alive. 
Electrifying: each touch. empowering...

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She painted the silence between stars, 
 Colors blooming where sorrow hides, 
 Each stroke a whisper, each canvas wide 
 With dreams that leapt...

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"Your faith is your flight"

I was once broken, but now I have gathered myself,
There was a lesson hidden in every tear, I have taught myself.

Only...

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When you left,
I was in pain.
When you left,
I was in sorrow.
Though I was still smiling,
I was still laughing, and having fun.
That was only outside.
Because on...

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Once upon a time
in a faraway land
There was an old man, who had forgotten how to speak
His eyes would stare into the sky, void of...

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A gaping wound pierces my heart in the shape of my be-
loved.
Someday it will scab over.
Someday,
far, far in the future,
it will turn into scar tissue.
I...

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