Short Sufferer Poems
Short Sufferer Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Sufferer by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Sufferer by length and keyword.
Glorious Sufferer
born
rejected
killed
honored...
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Categories:
sufferer, satire, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse
Freedom
freedom of the
suffering
freedom of the
sufferer
is it same freedom?...
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Categories:
sufferer, love,
Form:
Free verse
Love Is Pain Killer
love is too pain killer one sufferer after taking the dose of love comes to know well...
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Categories:
sufferer, love,
Form:
Monoku
The Greatest Sufferer
Food is the greatest sufferer
fingers pinch it but no cry
teeth bite it but no cry
throat swallows but no cry
enzymes destroy it but no cry
it lives in torture chambers
would- be rescuers, say no cry
this food that walks or is walked!...
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Categories:
sufferer, betrayal, satire,
Form:
Elegy
Sore Sufferers-
SORE are the pains of the sufferer
who is at pains with his and her wrong choices
Screams and yells at the bottom of their lungs
Hollering at those uncaring with deaf ears
11/18/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©...
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Categories:
sufferer, analogy, anxiety, environment, humanity,
Form:
Free verse
Metamorphous
Metamorphous; Trickling on the violet rose, decaying into a crimson thorn.
As sinners vibrant words branch and become dusk, in the fog.
Their cadaver the canvas
Will truly know the swift, and elegant touch of my,
Retribution.
For I am, the dull - revitalized soul of your sufferer....
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Categories:
sufferer, death
Form:
Free verse
Total Forgiveness
Moments of lustful passion
heed not any loving suggestion
until karma makes oppressor
the sufferer
This cycle of rotation continues
until the victim chooses not to renew
the cyclic game
futile & inane
Forgiveness total & unconditional
indeed a divine love miracle
alive within
as bliss ignition
in our heart
10-September-2020...
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Categories:
sufferer, forgiveness, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
What Is a Poet
What is a Poet?
A singer of songs, a caller of warnings;
A crier of tears, a laugher, a weeper.
Lover of life; of nature, of God;
One set apart; scoffed at and shunned.
Sufferer of numberless maladies.
A poet spreads his soul;
Rampant over white paper;
To be wondered at and mocked.
To incite passion, tears, and smiles.
To expound truth and create beauty....
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Categories:
sufferer, poems, poetess, poets,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The Wounds
A few I deliberately lulled
A few deliberately preferred me
What ever be the cause
I am wounded bitterly.
A few I thought to plug
A few plugged my leaks
What ever be the cause
I am undone and dressed.
A few cracked my chest
A few chests I cracked
What ever be the cause
I am tyrant and sufferer.
A few wounds cried
A few I made to cry
What ever be the cause
I am crazy and confident....
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Categories:
sufferer, depression,
Form:
Blank verse
A Letter To All
love me wind
love me flower
for i am lonely
and a lonely dreamer.
love me sky
love me o' river
for i am human
and a lonely sufferer.
love me sea
love me blessed nature
for i wish to live
and heal the uncure.
love me tender
love me o' creator
for i believe you
and shall believe thou forever.
love me mankind
love me stranger
for i have hope
and this world will be as one forever....
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Categories:
sufferer, emotions, encouraging, how i feel, imagination, inspiration,
Form:
Blank verse
The Whirlwind
The whirlwind
How might we see
Job and the whirlwind
to uplift our day..?
Job was visited by
the whirlwind
after his story of
misfortune..and advice
from friends long on
common sense
but short on
understanding..
Job the sufferer
after frustrated
searching for reasons
and with surrender
encountered the
whirlwind..
He discovered
and finally understood
himself as whirlwind
within and made of
the perennial source
of it all......
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Categories:
sufferer, endurance, freedom, inspirational, perspective,
Form:
Blitz
Pain
The pain will never go away;
The wound will never heal.
The evil that was done to me,
Is now my eyes, my heart.
The black will never turn to grey;
The blood will not freeze, Nor thicken.
The violence is never through;
The past does not depart.
Time will merely make me whole,
Consuming what I am,
Part sufferer, part comforter,
Part victim, part new song,
Part mother of an angry soul,
Part child of despair, part witness
and part conqueror of all that did me wrong....
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Categories:
sufferer, depressionme,
Form:
I do not know?