Sore Poems - Poems about Sore

...All I can think of, is the million different ways... that you will try to screw me over. And I can't change my mind. I've got the worst kind. Sabotaging, Anticipating, Spiraling, Catastrophizi......Read More

...Brother. O Brother. O when; when we were callow! In days young; Shakers, of the movement, before gray & silver turned our locks; we held in idol. Spree, even damned, were we. Less......Read More

...Mothers, so dear who have shed many a tear still, they've persevered for many years. If with this, you can relate then you know moms carry a tremendous amount of weight and would never deviate from k......Read More

...Every small sore is numbing pain As if morning can't see the rain Every small touch on your light skin Makes the world like it stops to spin Teardrops can't mend your heart's sorrow As if......Read More

... If bathtubs grew onions then feet might have bunions that stink as well as get sore If you can't remove all the dirt your toes will sure hurt ~ that y......Read More

... I cannot know if we shall meet again, when next we share sore secrets, solemn truths, a tidbit here or there. Standstill in time, shared between two strangers who never met. An ex......Read More

...Let me be the moon, and you my tides Pulled to me no matter how far away we are In perfect synergy, we shall reside Never to fall out, always to be together The vixen in me wishes to be chased ......Read More

...In the bitterness of my soul  I wept sore in my solitude  Wallowing in my sorrowful spirit  I lost the sense of my whole  For how long shall I continue in this service? For how long shall you to......Read More

...Subtly significant for the cause, Ripped apart by men, Revering the reign of the lord, Fools caught up in the act, Making change prosper, Or an effort toward it the least. What failed was ago......Read More

...her sore dogs are barking tavern wench rests on wine barrel taking a break away from groping hands sipping a bit of wine so she can face the next hour......Read More

...The Raven perched upon the door, Its eyes, like jewels, shone bright. The bird spoke words that made me sore, And filled my heart with fright. But then I saw a sight so grand, A vision of beau......Read More

...Strung along, I am a fool Always working for others Once branded a handy tool Foot on my neck Boot lodged for good I barter and sweat A soul without identity I work and work Free food and ame......Read More

... I feel my poet's sweet kiss upon my brow I hear the words that tell the why and how For should my hopes drift off and fly away Perchance some fine day they’ll come back to stay. If i......Read More

...driving with no care in the world watching her sleep soundly until we get there i feel Bountifully Blessed Right Here i am wondering what i did right to deserve her those who know me know that i ......Read More

... In agony in this flame on "Intriguing drooling’s corpses conveying in hells caverns Awaiting cooling sprinted saliva Make it stop eternity damnation Bleeding souls gnashing a......Read More