Short Lifepain Poems

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My Pain

My pain runs deep,
Deep into the parched land, 
A land where night dares not fall,
And kiss its soiled bosom.
Yet this pain I feel is what makes me,
Me.


Pain Is a Reminder

From my years of living 
I figured out two kinds of pain 
One is physical 
it only last a while 
The second is emotional 
it last forever 
I have experianced both 
they are hell
But if I had to chose the worst 
It would be the emotional pain 
Because you never get over it

Scars

Memories and scars can serve a purpose no other can see
they can hold both pain and individuality

each scar, each moment, shapes your life to what it is
without a foundation all falls and seems to miss

how can one live so perfect and without pain till their moment of last
what is a person without scars, but a person without a past
Form: Couplet

Timeless Ache

Love is like the feathered yearns, 
Warm silky in exposed churns, 
Beastly joy with pain to clutch,
Hot thrills within the yielded touch;

Still we learn true love is vain,
Reckless mind in fear of pain,
Exposed dreams as real heart burn;
Dig or bury satiated fun?

There is pain with no true love...?
For we seek desire with lust.
© Jai Garg  Create an image from this poem.

Our Earth

In the beginning the earth began
But now it just can’t stand
The weight of the world
And why the people never understand

The trash and the junk that hearts my body
Says the world to me
Why can’t these people see
See what they are doing to me 

The dirt yells in pain 
Why do they dig me up and put a black rock on me
Do they know how it hurts

But no one knows
How the trees, dirt, or earth feels
It yelps in pain to deaf ears
Form:


Premium Member Pain

My computer arm is gone
Everytime I use it pain
Agony and despair
I no longer can even
Put my clothes on without
Crying pain agony and despair

I hurt it when my washer
Keep getting unbalanced
When I tried to set it
Straight it fought back
I snatched and jerked
Jerked my arm right out

Cry Cry Crying over
The pain every word
That I write, type pain
Agony and despair...
Pain
Pain
Pain

You get the picture
Form:

May It Be

May it be the pain you feel
Or the love thats lost for life
Hang onto your happiness
Hold onto your smile
Because lifes not so bad
The pains only lasts
For a little while
And a new love will be found 
And the pain will heal
May it be the loss of a life
Or the hate you feel towards someone
Hold onto the good 
Hold onto the hope
And remember theres always tomorrow
Theres always another happy moment
To heal your wounds.

Our Pain

we ask ourselves about life
we watch life being born and being taken
away
who told us that life can be so precious
who told us there will be another tomorrow
as we watch the world change
we watch the sadness in peoples lives
we ask ourselves  can we be healed from the
pain
but instead we as for hope
but instead we get,suffering pain,and sorrow

but our pain will be healed
god will heal our pain suffering and sorrow
and he will heal the wound in our life

Anger

heartache and pain take over everything. my mind is a tornado, my heart is a black hole, my eyes are blood 
shot red, and every vain in my body sticks out. Rage overwhelms me and i want to scream. I try to calm myself 
as i cry out of frustration, but I fall to my knees, with my head straight down. I look up and see my reflection. And I see the 
real me. I see my broken heart, my confused mind, my tear filled eyes, and the pain that i've been trying to 
hide. 
2/12/10
Form:

The Eternal Cycle

A man could raise a nation
Free all from being bound
And yet in the space of time
It wouldn't make a sound.

A girl feels her aching heart
The intolerable pain in her chest
But little does she realize
She's no different from the rest.

For all the good we do
And all the pain we must endure
It's doubtful that any one of us
Has made our world more pure.

Perhaps our actions will last
For a century or two
But in the end it all goes back
No matter how much good we do.
Form: Rhyme

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