Short Painful Poems

Short Painful Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Painful by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Painful by length and keyword.


Tiring Days

Painful hot season
Eyes face vase grace all burning
Buds bursting crimson
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April 15, 2016
Form: Haiku


Premium Member What's To Say

So what’s to say
About tomorrow
Or today
Can it spill over
Until what’s done
Just remains
A reminder
Of painful days
© Cs Parker  Create an image from this poem.

Praying For Enemies

Praying for my enemies to die, 
slow and painful as they cry, 
it isn’t at all sly, 
because, 
if it ain’t they, it’s I
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Black Panther

panther deadly beauty embraces Reaper’s freedom painful fated captivity symbolic silence roars
Form: Verse

An Endless Write of Painful Poems

If only my pen
can complain of its tiring
task, like a drunk lad--
it keeps moving to and fro,
for my anguish is nonstop.
Form: Tanka


Destination Unknown

Roaming down the highway
Solely finding his way
Treading painful memories
Using them for another day

Is he really alone?
Form: ABC

Dry Eyes' Painful Tears

Dry eyes' painful tears
soaks in the blocked heart of hurt
            something is missing

                 By BL Devnath
Form: Senryu

Sorrow's Room

Dim its room; as if the light
Day's benign, too cruelly burned.
Drowsy kept; as if that heard
Polite whirred, painful turned.
Form: Rhyme

Dear Negative Thoughts

Thank you
For putting me down
and leaving me astound,
For which I'm ungrateful
because you've made my life extremely painful.
Form: Rhyme

Bruised

Bruised
That black and blue came through
Like sun through my window
Shiny new
Yet painful
Beaten with a cause
I forgive you
Form:

Premium Member Light of Truth

Painful it is for the eyes of ignorance to withstand truth's light!







(C) Demetrios Trifiatis
       29 January 2016
Form: Monoku

Premium Member Life and Death

Life asked Death,
"Why do people love me but hate you?"
Death responded,
"Because you're a beautiful lie and I'm a painful truth."
Form: Rhyme

Dentist

Here I sit
in the painful
chair I avoided
so long

waiting for the punishment
denouncement
and judgment
to come to my gums.
© Alan Inman  Create an image from this poem.

Dying..

Lock me away in the tower of dread and fear,
Watch my life slowly disapear,
Burning a painful death,
Taking in my last breath!!!!
Form:

Premium Member Pure Love

perfectly pure love
	exists in the minds of youth
	sweetest innocents  ~
		expectation emerges
		painful truth tests and confuses
Form: Tanka

Pain of Love

Happens to me painful,
when love happened in cheating.
The heart is being broken,
the one who taunts me,
Go,you may still be good.
Form: ABC

Beautiful Moments, Painful Moments

The hurting verdure 
Has swamped my mind completely 
With lingering past 
Do not know how to endure 
Haunting union in meadows....
Form: Tanka

Simple Realization

As the bleeding hearts blossom 
In a garden that is no longer mine,
My absence of her hits home
And rings of true, painful reality.
© Ryan Kelly  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member I Am a Crab

We built castles made of sand.
I was too young to understand.
My heart, now feels the painful stab - 
the awful truth: I am a crab.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Rue

						Relatively forgotten herb
						Unusual, often painful, sometimes fatal
						Exercise caution in its use
Form: Acrostic

Death

Life asked death

"Why do people love me, But hate you?"

Death responded,

"Because you are a beautiful lie, And I am a painful truth."
Form: ABC

A Painful Truth

Hoping to relieve my condition,
I told the Irish beauty, I believed 
in sex before marriage;
“And what man doesn’t?”
came her reply.

Her

Crying,
Yelling,
I hear it all.
It's inside me.
I hear it's painful screaming.
Every second, every minute.
It's not me,
It's HER.
© Mana R.  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member For My Grand Father

A most painful day
He is gone never to return
Harsh; thus beat my heart
Wishing to have a last glimpse
Of him who bred me, granddad!
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Angel

An angel
is a peach tree
always giving fruit to the poor
who come near
to restore bliss they lost
and help overcome all painful fire

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