Pains Poems - Poems about Pains

Aches And Pains Aches and pains. They never go away. They greet me in the morning. Always suffering. Hair turning gray. I’m showing my age. Played hard as a kid. Growing old, I’m now paying for it. Aches and pains go away. Take it easy every day. May need a walker and a cane Just...

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Aches and pains, pains and aches Is this what old age is about? What about sailing off into the sunset Instead we complain about gout It hasn't been bad at least not for me Been one of the fortunate ones Count all my blessings every damn night Each morn I welcome the sun Why me I ask, how come I'm the one Escaping old...

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Her golden dreams have disappeared, Leaving her heart drained, The echo of his sweet voice keeps her awake, Lost love pains and lingering longings ache. Waiting for the light of morn, It’s so different from the old norm, Whispers of sweet nothings all gone, Old memories nag, but she fights hard to stay strong. Her broken heart is irreversible, Imprints of happiness he...

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The clues Words in the news Protest Unrest Angry people everywhere Seems nobody does care Words flung Stung Full of dung Promises made In time fade Wanting a better day Just can't find our way So here we stay Good man gone bad Feeling like he's been had No difference between right or wrong Trying just to stand strong World's tension is about to break Someones bound to make a mistake Snap Crap Screaming for...

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Growing eyes Feel growing pains Too thick For a beating heart Growing bones See fearsome terrane Too rough For each foot's counterpart What kid really believes Growing up will be so hard?...

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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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“Let`s greet everybody with love, We know not when and in what shape We may meet the Almighty Lord.”-By Author ************************************************************** ...

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‘When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives.’ - Lauren Eden ................................................................................. my pains depart not even when my tear glands d r y as sorrow remains my life’s most loyal friend it bothers not to knock before drawing near just since I was wrested away...

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“Nobody`s life is a bed of roses. We all have crosses to bear and we all just do our best.” Yoko Ono ************************************************************** ...

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Though warned to stop smoking and drinking beer, Why should I quit things that give me such joy? So much wise advice I refused to hear. All good things of life I vowed to enjoy. But when I was told I had lung cancer, And my liver scarred with cirrhosis. Without the doctor giving the answer, To my question, I guessed the...

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• My legs feel numb • I can barely walk • My jaw pains me • I can barely talk...

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Treading the Tightrope ...

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Love much to get surprises But there's no favorite in tag prices. I am not someone's favorite I just need someone to forget. As much as you sacrifice in life You only get pain and strife. No one care for her for nothing My sack is full of anger for something....

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Love's forms vary, some say, Agape, unconditional, in every way. But infatuation's spark ignites the flame, A prerequisite for love's sacred name. No love exists without attraction's glance, Sight, sound, or touch, a heartfelt dance. Even the blind envision in their mind, A love foreseen, a love defined. Agape's concept, abstract and grand, Yet conditions linger, hand in hand. Scriptures say, "Believe and live," A condition...

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we started together, you and i. we grew as we wandered this earth, the smell of soil permeated our senses. we stayed so close our roots began to bond, the origin of our creation became a union, an abomination. given the choice between their doctrines, and their children, they chose the scripture. instructions on how to raise saplings and sinners like us. over time, our roots were separated...

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