Wounded Poems - Poems about Wounded

THE CLEAR NOTION OF WHAT WE BELIEVE WHAT IS REAL WHAT IS RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU WHAT BECKONS YOUR THOUGHT YOUR ABILITY TO COME PANIC ATTACKS AND FEAR TO BE BOTTLED UP IN A MENTAL PRESSURE COOKER THE TIMER TICKING YOUR RECEPTORS ARE WAY OFF PACING PACING POINTING CRYING CONTIPLATING SUICIDE WHEN THE DARK...

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some say demons I call them traumas some say addictions I call it self infliction some say crazy I call it misunderstood some say boundaries I call it protection some say bad seeds I call them unguided some say thieves I call it greed some say haters I call them broken some say jealousy I call it bitterness some say narcissist I call them wounded some say enemies I call them admirers ...

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______________ The heroine angry and disappointed, confronts her beloved for being unfaithful. Mood: despair, jealousy, and weariness- mixed aggression of a wounded lioness. _________________ O my long-dreamt dreams’ only man, I never could imagine a woman Other than me in your love life, Nor in my life such fateful strife, Yet, even my wounded self-worth Won’t let me get swallowed by Earth, Thou hast made a...

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The Wounded Sacred Heart O bleeding heart, celestial bright, Pierced by thorns of mortal plight, A wound that sings, yet bears no cry, A love unchained, yet bound to die. O sacred pulse, divine yet torn, A rose in flames, a crown forlorn, What grief must God Himself endure, To heal the world through wounds so pure? Does pain eternal touch the sky, Or do...

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little wounded crab walking down the sandy beach tasty seagull meal...

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I just cannot believe that You have brought Me to this place After all the wounds, then there's this crown Look at the Blood upon My face Why would one see Calvary And suffer all this pain? I'll tell you why His name is God And He's My Father just the same My spirit lives within You, Son And all the wounds that man inflicts Life...

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Whom of you have never felt the pinch and pain when inebriated thoughts begin to fall like rain whom of you have ever poured it down the drain when a loved one says, " this is insane" Whom of you have peeled the mask of hidden truth pushed beyond the shove and talked about your...

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Wounded Earth we did a big deal to destroy your dear earth coming from a broken heart for you letting you to melt in our quest of unending race making you more sick and week asking for forgiveness would be not enough the damage is long long bigger the trees mountains waters and air of you destroyed bigger than the lenghts...

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In the shadows of the city, where the Ganges flows, A silent cry rises, where justice seldom shows. The night was endless, heavy with despair, Yet the dawn holds a promise that now feels unfair. Where are the voices that often spoke so loud? Now drowned in silence beneath a heavy cloud Where truth bends to wickedness, and justice is a...

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The red sun cut across the sky like a dull knife where the tears would fall at Wounded Knee Creek on December 29th, 1890, close to 400 Lakota Sioux were resting peacefully on the Pine Hill Reservation in South Dakota. The US Army came to gather them up in a large circle in the middle of the reservation. The Lakota didn't...

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Asleep on the bed your new arms and legs placed neatly on the chair by your side. I see your eyes moving rapidly testifying to the horrors that are still alive in your head. How can I tell you that all that I need came back to me? I had to find you. Search the hospitals and berate the secrecy that masquerades as comradeship. That thing that...

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Like a hailstorm you came uninvited and blew the Lakota off sacred land Religion, cheap liquor hunger and disease spread by those at your command The battles broke every treaty our food source attacked and homes set ablaze But the only thing you can remember are the lies that you told — at the foot of our graves (Lakota Sorrow: December 29, 1890) ...

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O tender soul, o innocence defiled, What cruelties did your youth upend? Tormented by she who should cherish her child, Instead her addictions made her your fiend. Those eyes that should have beamed with a mother's love, Grew cold and contemptuous in the throes of her vice. What horrors played out in that hellish dugout, As her demons unleashed their malicious device? Did...

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Why have you plagued me? Why have you latched on my soul not ready to leave? What's my offense? Why have you fought my desires to do away with you? Why have you cried me to sleep? Why have you drained me? Why have you over stayed your welcome? Why have you driven important people out of my life? Why? (X3) I ask...

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Russian Missile Broken windows like lost teeth in a face. Shredded curtains hang loosely. The Russian missile worked. ...

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