Wounded Poems - Poems about Wounded

I open my mouth My anger spills out I say things I don’t mean And mean things I won’t say Damage Oh such damage Strangers or friends Words I can’t defend Family is broken From words that I’ve spoken When will it end? Damage Too much damage So conflicted I’ve inflicted So much hurt So much pain Words like weapons Sharper than knives Killing dreams Shredding lives Damage Unjustified Unspeakable Damage Bludgeoning words Shattered spirits Wounded hearts Crippled lives Killing words Chilling words Handful of syllables Damage ...

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In every thing he found a joke at every one he took a poke While himself hid deep inside a fragile veil of wounded pride One day the veil, ripped...

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Oh, Wounded Warrior. Battle lines and battle scars hidden in plain sight. Many of us now asking was it really worth the fight? Some of us wear uniforms. Some of us wear shame. It doesn’t really matter. The outcome’s still the same. Missing limbs, missing minds. Broken, tossed about. Whipped by winds of chaos. So often left in doubt. It’s in the heart, it’s in the eyes. You’ll...

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Leukemia boys and Leukemia girls wave in hospital volunteers, as the angels wave them away. What is love? Beyond an overpriced ambulance ride, and an unnecessary hospital stay? The most beautiful things: summer sweat, and Rome after rain. Inside, a child draws a yellow sun with trembling fingers. The IV, taped down like it’s trying to hold him there. Forced positivity. A heart full of apathy. I see that same world you try to see with substance sober, and I’ll be the first to...

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Grace is a free gift That cover up all drifts Even in its own shift It troubles logical thefts Truly, in problems, it seems there is no grace Or you think many are out of space May be its remains are of trace Meant for those who set the pace Working grace is for all Just that many don't listen to its...

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i draw the pain upon my skin, each cut a silent scream unheard, a bleeding map of battles fought inside the dark corners of my mind. the blood flows - red truths i cant say, whispers of a heart breaking quietly, fragile threads pulled tight, unraveling - until all thats left is the weight of wanting to end. i stand on the edge...

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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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