Short Ache Poems
Short Ache Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Ache by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Ache by length and keyword.
am missing you
and still do
love you too
loseing you i have fears
that are not faked
theses or tears of
HEART ACHES
it make s your head turn
your eyes burn
it can't eat can't sleep
you do walk the beat
its kept you awake
a
TOOTH ACHE
A man aches
in several wakes
a woman aches
in several makes
when they get to make
they jointly ache
in wakes and makes.
Given time, an ache will go to sleep
But from time to time may creep
In course of time, will yield
But with a slight scratch, may bleed
The sorrow it’ll bring
Will leave burrow in my heart
I’ll learn to grow for sure
That my life is now
And tomorrow anew
This ache,
this longing,
this not fitting in—
it was always there,
long before any hand struck me,
long before any name was taken from me.
I was born reaching.
Painful wisdom tooth extraction blues.
Creamy ice cream is best possible cure.
Testing flavours might console me.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
A wail escapes from its bow
Each note rising, ebbing
To cut into my pinch of ache;
While strings quiver on flesh,
A wail escapes from its bow.
A Prized Refrain
Physical exhilaration drowns
bony aches,
emotional pain,
intellectual angst,
social discontent,
psychological drama,
hunger pangs.
Untethered my soul soars
thus my heart sings.
a resonant luminescence within the soul makes one
confident in daily living as an accepting
heart expands with the sun and
endures all possible outcomes
In 1978, Doug Prichard of Lenoir
went to the doctor,
his foot was sore.
The doctor was a tremendous help.
He found a tooth
growing in Doug’s instep.
This was in NC
© Apr 07 2010
I miss your angelic face
I miss your sweet voice
In the middle of the night
I miss your moon conversations
Your warmth
When you touch me
I ache for you
You leave me asking for more.
Like a bruise melting from blue to black, grief shows up slowly,
Appearing in the steam of coffee once shared, a laugh similar,
Yet as scabs heal back to pink flesh, grief’s ache dulls with time.
When I laugh--
I think of you,
It hurts.
And
When I cry—
There’s no one there,
Just tears.
So
When I smile—
I fool the world;
Sunburst.
But
When you’re near—
You leave me calm,
No fears.
He that sleeps feels not the tooth-ache
William Shakespeare
'Cymbeline' (1609-10) act 5, sc. 4, l. [176]
apparently, Mr. Shakespeare never needed a root canal!
Sea of grief
Silencing my light
Daring me to see
Beyond the shadows, the greed
Breathless need
Ocean’s still
Cool sea of belief
Restoring each dream
Writing hope beyond the need
Selfish pride
Antidote not found to wounds,
Carved tender on the inside,
Hardened by scars yearning to heal,
Eroding body and mind
February 28, 2023
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
Contest: A Form
She looked at me
Confused and anxious
Why?..
The unmouthed question
Because i care so much..
The unspoken answer
Sometimes those who love
Hurt each other the most
And not all the time
Is it a deliberate act
If only you could hold my hand,
You'd likely feel and understand...
The pain way down deep inside,
The love my heart has been deprived...
My heart, my body and my soul,
Feels nothing more than deep dark coal...
Life is the fragile substance
the only that can
disappear in a breath
and make a bluster
in the silence
mangling multiples
hearts
Married by the same pain.
I loved like a flame with no wind to fight,
still I flickered—just to feel alive.
He never stayed, but always lingered.
The echo outlasts the word.
I reach for what was never mine.
Even ghosts are warmer than silence.
I wouldn’t call it lust
For that I can control
It’s the absence of restraint
And longing in my soul
What keeps me in suspense
And turns my ache to pain
A need to cherish and love someone
Who doesn’t feel the same
I ache for the sun.
I ache for the warmth to reach my bones,
And despell the depression that grows there.
I ache for happiness to shove through my veins
And reach into my corrupt mind.
I ache to be saved,
From myself.
Fall is friend of hold
the harvest
Winter friend of hope
So cling to heart
Spring friend of heart
Rehab and rehearse
Summer friend of hand
No scarcity
So forget the heart
Where?
where so the heart
to the hand
to hold the hope
my body and my heart are fragile brittle mostly broken
your visit and your kindness mean the world to me
you sing your song and the healing of my soul begins
~ rebuilding the bridge to hope
AP: Honorable Mention 2025