Wounds Poems - Poems about Wounds

...Beautiful is the "thank you" wrapped in gratitude, Bestowed upon gentle beings who always weave peace, Offering their purest selves entirely— To care with love, with humility, the most tormented ......Read the rest...

...I’ve been breathing in the fumes of my existence and expectedness for some time now… Far too long because this thing I cannot place has had unending hold over me. I’ve been realizing things latel......Read the rest...

...The shifting tides of change washed over me like a tidal wave. It was in that moment of chaos and uncertainty that I found my voice, rising above turmoil with a clarity and conviction that I nev......Read the rest...

...There’s a box lying somewhere. Somewhere in a dusty cupboard. Somewhere behind old paper, older words, and wounds older still. Somewhere no one can find it. I think about it, sometimes. Some......Read the rest...

... - Do not let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace - - Dalai Lama Winters storms have s......Read the rest...

...In the tapestry of time, a story is spun, Of hearts entwined beneath the sun. It began in the halls of youth's embrace, Where two souls met, face to face. In the halls of Primary, their eyes di......Read the rest...

...Hands shake out of disbelief, wounds, blood fleds. No tears, no scream , no confusion. Just gray eyes looking out the window counting the stars. Every day one by one. Maybe one of them connects w......Read the rest...

...I marvel how touch touches deepest chord, That rest of senses scarce can ever match, Time heals old wounds, touch stays on for long stored, And leaves a sign, a lasting mark to etch, I marvel......Read the rest...

...I dread closing my eyes Because when I do, The sane, real world around me dissolves Replaced instead by an inner monster Rising up from the deep dark depths of my mind I make it soun......Read the rest...

...In a never sleeping metropolis, In the dungeon of a room, My days and nights are locked! I am a traveler on a street, with no end in sight, But just the bustle of the moving crowd, And a handfu......Read the rest...

...You Promised Me Vs.1) Up again, in the night No sound, no sight Only thoughts endlessly through my mind ......Read the rest...

...Through the prism of the soul, a mysterious alliance of reflections is bound, Pieced together from shards of worlds lost under bare soles. Streams of betrayal trickle over the skin, constructing ru......Read the rest...

...Your indifference is the abandoned torch that scours old bridges, Hiding in shadows the echoes of each tremulous and cold step. Your wounds, coppery reliefs that lure me dishonorably, Urge me to e......Read the rest...

...Amidst the chaos, the wails and the screams, Destruction abounds, shattering my dreams. I cry out in anguish, but the noise never ends, Longing for peace, for this turmoil to mend. Through the an......Read the rest...

...Pleasure and exposure, closure All of you steams and then boils over All of you gleams and beckons closer Raised well, all “yes, sir” “no, sir” Naked edges, hollow scratches, Bare witness a......Read the rest...