Tortured Poems - Poems about Tortured

Memories are fickle things They seem to love to torture When you desperately just want to forget Seems memory's fruitage is an orchard They can seemingly come from anywhere But they don't need to be regretted They should still be remembered fondly Not bemoaned, erased, or fretted Because if memories were cheating No one could be loyal Just because something comes to mind Doesn't mean your...

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Written on April 19th 2025 for Sara Jama's The Chaos in my Heart Contest I am wrapped in darkness, crippled by the chaos in my heart. Swallowing tangled foxgloves of regret, I spiral. Into a hays of eerie memories of his lemonade lies From the distance, the torchbearer calls— His voice a menacing howl, summoning my soul to...

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In warmth I lay, the hearth aglow the winter winds do softly blow and with the moon’s pale silver light I sink into the arms of silent night. the blankets soft the room so still a peaceful hush a restful thrill. I close my eyes to dreams I flee embraced in calm… so blissfully. But hark—what sound—what eerie cry— a tremor stirs beneath my...

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Loving someone new was never so torturous Moving on but my face is still gray Reeling at night, smiling in daytime Desertion from you still haunts my midnight   Thought that love would make its grand return But the lingering sadness over-weigh my fervor wishes The fleeting feeling of love But it failed to turn gray into a blue world...

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She hated herself there’s no denying that As God’s favourite chastened child Bearing the burden of betrayal And a heavy heart filled with sorrow In her sombre world Where light doesn’t penetrate the walls Penalized for her sins Waiting for the gallows to pull in And bring her dim life story to the end A tortured soul never touched...

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i feel tortured in winter, the fog reminds me of good times, when my gray world turned to pink i feel tortured in autumn, a season spent missing someone, a total love blackout i feel tortured in summer, a summer meant to be full of love turned to gray i feel tortured to see rain, it reminds...

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The nightly rattle heard down the hall, The shadow form of a man stands tall. The sound of chains strike fear to my heart. His chance long past, he cannot depart. Seeking my soul, he desires my fall. His pain, I can feel, for after all, He heeded not Heaven's urgent call, But let his anguished form to impart The forever torture of...

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"Who Am I" Voices in my head the unheard of They mimic, they pester, they lie All to just torture my mind Who Am I... Who Am I... I question I can no longer answer They've erased Me, Myself and I Changed into the hopeless, heartless, unkind Who Am...

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For Taylor Swift Is that what we are? Tortured Poets It has a ring of truth to it We have a close relationship to our emotions, understand that life is suffering as the Buddhists would contemplate Interesting that a Mega Star would realize this- - - - - Get It It goes to the depth of her character She's an enlightened being that also creates great Music- - - - - Love It!...

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Dear God What more do you want from me the Brain You gave me wants me dead Dear God I dont Know What more to do I'm tired I don’t have it In me anymore Dear God Please just take me Bring me home I can’t take The pain anymore Dear God Do you even Exist I don’t know any more I don’t feel you Like I use to Dear...

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Invisibly tortured courtesy existential nihilism Psyche wracked with agony impossible mission to extricate lovely bones they wanna remain permanently abed. I chiefly function to amass knowledge courtesy assiduously, habitually, and judiciously reading an eclectic assortment of written material. Yours truly woke with ambition, disposition, inclination, and predilection to glean from an assortment of books esoteric learning since... birth, but particularly when experiencing emerging adulthood about two score years ago. Feeble attempt...

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Interrogated, tortured And killed (dissolved in acid) Just the way The Government had willed and ordered. An oppositional voice Finally stilled. On the home soil His blood was spilled. Exposing the cruelty of our government And their sick agents Who hatched such a heartless plot....

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Ephesians 2:8 For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: In the quest for answers – she trembles, Will God accept or reject her? Her heart doubts, worries, dreads… Will darkness surround her when she leaves, This world behind, a carving in time. Is she headed to the wonder of...

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At the announcement of your presence  My blood ran like the sounds of hell were chasing them  Causing my heart to beat faster out of fear Yet, at the sight of your handsomeness  My soul suddenly becomes peaceful At the sound of your voice  Like in the midst of the sounds of angels My heart rejoices As though it were listening to the...

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The tortured Poet Expresses only that which they truly believe No matter how hard That truth is to accept Or to tell As the truth is hard Sometimes may even be taken And misinterpreted as a lack of care Whereas a poet who paints pictures Unto others about hope and the joy of life Personally to me are choosing to be rather a Non believer Of...

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