Sores Poems - Poems about Sores

Frozen side of the sun

The sun having a frozen side~
  a wish like a snowball in hell,
or netting the wind while oceans b o i l
  in  f i r e. 
The rage of its heat needs curtailing.

  I'm melting...
like chocolates and candles~
  roasting like chicken in an oven.
How then
  do I hide

Categories: sores, extended metaphor, fantasy, imagination,
Form: Free verse

Eye sores

     ribbon of highway

    gleams far into the future

       today squints... can’t see

Categories: sores, future, journey, light, visionary,
Form: Senryu

New Sores Become Old Sores and Grow To Mature Into Scars


I saw blue memoirs fell from momma's eyes, as she looked into my brown retinas. Swiftly she removed my medicated glasses, a dominant gene I carved out from papa's bottled eyes. "Oh!  sorry D!," She whispered! "Its just a matter of time new sores become old sores and grow to mature into scars"

Categories: sores, africa, black love, blue,
Form: Prose Poetry

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Censors Send Sores

poetry scents a:
sensor
no sensor
sense or
no sense or
sense soar
no sense soar
sense sore
no sense sore
sense ore
no sense ore

but

scent sore
censors
send sore
sense or
no sense ore


stan sand

Categories: sores, conflict, confusion,
Form: Free verse

Pain Has Changed Her

Three days of brutal angry pain has changed her
Eighty-two hours of pain
She is joyless now
Irritation and meanness, 
Gritting of the teeth
Feeling mean, everything hurts

She just got a Charley Horse in her leg
Old age is killing her
She is angry with her body today
The one that is failing her
Letting her down in so many directions
Pain has changed

Categories: sores, hurt, sick,
Form: Free verse

My Passion Sores

Maria, oh Maria, wherefore art thou
Be sworn my love, my passion sores(?) like a swallow
Very poetic eh?
Amazing you say?
Received the OBE, sent is back coz in awards I wallow

Categories: sores, hilarious,
Form: Limerick

Resolving Sores

I've had so many knock knocks
My life feels like a joke
Speedbumps then roadblocks
Drown in tears I choke
Down, I'm nearly broke.

The molten iron burns, show I slipped so low
A golden sunburn, those blisters on my toe
When the dumps look high like mountains rising
Then I slump, fook that hike no point trying
I can't face life, I don't

Categories: sores, angst, depression,
Form: Rhyme

Bed Sores - For Wit of Twain Contest

He spends one more day in his bed.
To-do-lists run all ‘round his head.
Noon came and then passed,
he’s still on his ass.
A hard day of work, he most dreads!


“If man had created man, he’d be ashamed of his performance.” – Mark Twain

Categories: sores, humor, work,
Form: Limerick

The Passion Sores

The love crawling through my blood,
Sending vibrant waves like a flood.
Digging deeper,
As our love grows steeper.
The beat to my heart,
Growing off your chart.
As the lines go farther,
I plead for remorse to not bother.
As I drawl you near,
The devil sneers.
Seeing I have an angel,
Lying upon my arms.
As my fingers linger,
Filling in the empty strands of your

Categories: sores, dedication, inspirational, love, love,
Form: Rhyme

Open Sores

I am a coward with open sores. 
I write and wonder who it bores. 
I hear my heart and mind argue repeatedly. 
I see others carrying out my dreams; 
that’s what’s defeated me.
 
I am a coward with open sores. 
I pretend open doors are closed, and walk the other way. 
I touch base with

Categories: sores, allegory, angst, art, dedication,
Form: Acrostic

Sores

So many times before
I have claimed to know.
These things now form sores.

Life was so simply a tour:
Look at the sun; look at the snow.
So many times before.

Now life can be called a bore:
At 5:45 will be the show.
These things now form sores.

I was obsessed with old lore:
Luke Skywalker, "Nooo!"
So many times before.

My body unscathed to

Categories: sores, angst, death, depression, life,
Form: Villanelle