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Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: angst, destiny, introspection, pain, philosophy, poetry, september,

Shadow of Death

My shadow flirts with the sun
As I caress the darkness
We are one and separate
As my shadow smiles
Anxiety suffocates me
The shadow will soon fade
I shall die
One happy, one not


Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: body, grief, pain,

An Empty Tissue Box

When pain hits hard, you might feel like your soul is bleeding out, but there’s no blood to see. Your body is the part that takes the toll, and physically you feel agony. Perhaps the pain goes to your heart as though a knife has sliced right through it, or you feel it in your gut as if you took a blow. No cut or bruise is shown, yet it is real! When both the body and the spirit seem to reach their limit, tears are overdue. You have to let those tears go! Let them stream and carry out the bitterness for you. An empty tissue box becomes the sign that soon, and hopefully, you will be fine. Checked with howmanysyllables.com

Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: anxiety, dark, emotions, fate, grief, pain, sorrow,

Hope, A Little Remained

Hope, A Little Remained

She walked the creaking floors of the rat-infested room,
trying to remember what tragedy had sent her to this shabby place.
Her heart felt the desperate pains, that lost love sends in aching waves,
praying her sleeping infant does not wake and cry out from its feverish thirst.

He paced the cold cell, languishing in deep misery, heart shattered,
each step an eternity echoing curses, a testament to his broken pride.
Although thousands of miles apart, he felt her loss, never-ending sorrows,
dawn would come, priest would take his last confession, yet Hope remained.

7-03-2018
For Silent One's,  eight lines of fate, when you wonder if it is too late.

Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: cry, deep, grief, pain,

- The Main Role -



I do not always stay on top of the mountain

The room is empty, tears produce no sound

The silence answered with deep thoughts

Grief feels like to drown in the depths of darkness

In my quietest and lonely moments

As the black chords in a sad play













  10.06.2016
- Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
- Copyright © All Rights Reserved




Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: blessing, death, divorce, hope, life, pain,

Everything comes with a blessing

No matter how distressing
  Everything comes with a blessing

A bitter divorce
  seems wrenching, of course
Yet through its crucible of fire
  you can emerge inspired

Both legs blown off in the war
  What's left to live for --
See what you have that remains
  your whole upper body  
                  and all of your brain   

The death of a child so painful to bear
  For the longest time you just sit and stare
No easy 'answers' to comfort you
  but perhaps there's this ~
You're still here for a reason, that's not to be missed

Poem Details | by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories: death, pain, sad love, sorrow, truth,

I Need Time to Heal

Tell me why, but tell me True-
Spare me the heartbreak of a Lie
I would lay forever in these meadows...
Forever, until I die!
To rid myself of all the Pain,
And the Sorrows of what I feel
To ease my Mind, my worried Brain
(Lord! The Cuts! I need to heal)

*Referring to my problems with "Borderline Personality Disorder"; many of us are "cutters"

Poem Details | by Deb Adams |
Categories: angst, conflict, environment, grief, pain, pollution, senses,

What Is That Taste In My Mouth

No warning.
BOOM!

The taste spread swiftly
around the room.

Eyes scour.
They pinpoint the doom.

A little old lady
Who's big on perfume.

Poem Details | by Jo Daniel |
Categories: grief, pain,

Numb With Grief

At night, I w e e p, unable to s l e e p (The day somehow passes in pain) Alone with none to comfort memories flood my mind flowing out as dreams built of gravestones Sorrow chasm numbs all pain
27th April, 2017 (Note: 'gravestones' counted as 2 syllables, and not 3 syllables as wrongly mentioned in howmanysyllables.com) For contest: Form N - Ninette or Nonet Sponsor: Broken Wings

Poem Details | by Jacob Reinhardt |
Categories: abuse, age, art, business, career, change, class, color, computer, conflict, death, depression, devotion, flower, green, happiness, introspection, irony, jobs, language, loneliness, lonely, longing, metaphor, nature, pain, philosophy, political, poverty, self, simile, slavery, social, society, spiritual, stress, technology, time, today, together, truth, urban, visionary, wisdom, work, world,

The Color Missing

The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s mistakes.  Blue is the color of the songs we sing on tax forms or pay stubs- every page has a secret melody. Black is the color of the streets we fear most. Black is the color of our signature of approval. Black is the color of our death.

‘But what about the Green pens?’ I ask. They say ‘the ink is too hard to see.’


Poem Details | by Dana Smith |
Categories: courage, dark, death, dedication, depression, devotion, dream, faith, happiness, jesus, life, love, metaphor, nature, pain, sad,

A Soul Awakened

She is the muse to her own sorrow; She is the digger of her grave. She is the painter of her ocean view and every fatal wave. She is the shadow of her Father; She is the darkness in your sight. She is the night without the stars surrounding pale moonlight. She is the music with no words; She is sweet love without the reason. She is your dreamer with submission cold by warmth with every season. She is your pet with cold intentions; She is your baby scared and shaken. She is the bold and pure- the lost and found, She is a soul awakened.

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: anger, angst, dark, death, obituary, pain,

Line in the Sand

Obama drew his mighty line in the sand
Dare ye not to cross me

Assad replied in kind
Gassing thousands and laughing

A little Syrian boy has drowned
Siblings to weak to cross that mighty line

Salvation was the evasive dream
Father shall never escape the nightmares

Poem Details | by Frederic Parker |
Categories: death, funeral, grief, pain, soldier,

Field of Flowers and Stones

Lasting memories haunt a tearful mind
How distant the dreams that no one owns
Etched marble, another name to remind
Lay in silent fields of flowers and stones

To search for days that will never be
unearth youthful years that quickly passed
To stand in a field where soldiers are free
know their torment is over at last

Eyes flow freely at a stone so cold
Brushing her hand across a marble name
fingers tremble for a son she can't hold
years to live with the pain she'll claim
Handed a flag that eight soldiers fold
Knowing her son will never grow old

2/18/15

Poem Details | by Paul Callus |
Categories: death, pain,

Tanka Tears

You had lots of fun
At the local where drinks flowed.
Night took you away...
One last breath in mangled wreck;
My heart aches. Why can’t I cry?

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Contest: Tanka Tears
Sponsor: Rick Parise
Chosen POTD ~ 14th Feb 2015

Poem Details | by Reynaldo Mast |
Categories: confusion, dark, death, depression, farewell, fear, funeral, grief, life, lonely, loss, lost, memory, pain, sad, sympathy, me,

The Empty Tissue Box

My heart was in such pain
I felt like I was going to go insane
I just don't know what to do 
And my eyes full of tears that distort my view

I fell to my knees and felt the urge
My muscle tighten and pin needles struck me like a surge
My body was warm and with feelings so confused
My mind felt sadness had fused

I could not conquer my fears
I just sat down and fell into tears
When some close to you passes on
It felt like a warmth has gone

So I raised my hand towards a box that was empty with no tissue
I first was embarrass and had a little bit of issue
All my friends hugged me and said sorry for your loss
So now I cry in my bed and toss


April 14, 2013


Poem Details | by Stefani Nicole Jeppesen |
Categories: depression, grief, high school, loss, pain,

The broken ones

A light turned dark and gloom
Needing help but was invisible
Buried in the shadows 
Dark thoughts consuming
A mission brought upon them
Soon to be completed


Warning signs not to be seen
Being warned but not knowing
Unsuspecting they fell
Into the traps of the dark
Bringing panic upon them
Tried to flee but failing


Terrified but united they stand together
They helped and supported one another
United till the end, but not to forget
Love the broken ones

Poem Details | by Joe Inka |
Categories: death, loss, sad,

Quiet pain

This despair is mine,
mine alone
Long ago
this seed was sown
The roots spread fast
their depth unknown
But no one knows 
For it is my own


Poem Details | by Bobbie Jo Price |
Categories: abuse, anger, betrayal, depression, first love, horror, pain,

Be My Own Version Of Death

wrap your arms around me a little too tight
let yourself be the noose that ends my life
tear ladders in my tights while holding me down
pull a little too hard and drag me to hell
take my heart, its in the center to the left
its yours, my darling, take it right out of my chest
clutch my hand a little too roughly
shatter my bones and call me lovely 
take me to the Eiffel tower, guide me to the top
hold me from behind and give me a gentle shove 
rip my ribs out with your teeth, one by one by one
play them like the grand piano, show them how its done
lather your lips with venom, careful not to taste
kiss me until my last breath, simply watch me break.

Poem Details | by Constance La France |
Categories: cat, death,

O, the pain - - -

 
my cat is dead and I weep my heart is broken in a few seconds it was done I felt the life fading from her and she was so still and in her death she was beautiful and utterly at peace and all the pain was gone _________________________________ March 16, 2015 Poetry/Fibonacci/O, the pain Copyright Protected, ID 15-654-563-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Entered in Any Poem #32 Contest, sponsor, A Poet Destroyer Honorable Mention

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: angst, dark, death, night, pain, philosophy,

Rumedicine

Rudimentary medicine Watson
That’s what I say
Cures the soul, the bones and
Somewhat more
Imbibe it
For maximum resolutions
Whatever ails you
This swagger shall bring 
Spirits to the soul
Yearning to the heart
A dance in your toes
If it won’t cure the sadness
No one but you shall know
Rumedicine my dear
No matter the cure soken
Your fears shall be less than smoken
For in the haze of the rumedicnes effect
You shall not have time at all to reflect
The final cure upon the weary suffering heart
Death

Vintage unknown


Note: Dedicated to the inventor of a new word, or two!

Poem Details | by Constance La France |
Categories: grief, pain, sad,

Oh, the grief, the stabbing --

 
Grief penetrates a person with untold, pain and sorrow, a life lost, ever cold; the puncture, the piercing permeates deep, a thick mask hides the truth that comes in sleep. I want to shout loud with booming screams, memories and sadness swirl in my dreams; I am empty, alone in my torment, aching, bursting with sad disappointment. On my knees, I ask God, when will this end? When will this shattered heart finally mend. ________________________________ February 28, 2015 Rhyme Entered in the contest, Pierced, sponsor Rob Carmack, Placement N/A

Poem Details | by Gypsyof Essence |
Categories: dark, fear, grief, hate, relationship, sad, woman, women,

The Hands of Pain

My soul pounds with rage.
This heart has been scorched,
by your burning words.

My soul gasps for light 
slowly suffocated,
By your hands of pain.

I bare the mark of shame.
Your touch has maimed my body.
My mind drowned out my screams.

Blow by blow,
Shamed so low.
Never did you know how,
Your hands of pain marked me.


Poem Details | by Yvette Lisa Ndlovu |
Categories: death, depression, devotion, loss, lost love, love, passion, sad,

Pain

Drowning is excrutiating.
More so in your own blood,
Your illusions.
Slowly, I hum along to the
tune of my own death.
What else could a puppet do 
But dance?

Death is a treasure. Peaceful.
Life is torture. Unbearable.
Ashes lie where a bright flame flickered.
Violently extinguished.
Choked by a diet of untruths.

My endurance is puzzling.
Maybe i was ensnared-
Irretrievably bound.
Inevitable isn't it?
To feel the ripping of a heart
And the extermination of young emotions.

The humming ceases-
The end is near.
His pulsing palm is
where my pump rests.

The fiction" I love you,"
sometimes seems so true.
Love is pain.
Pain is not love

Poem Details | by Stacey Behal |
Categories: dark, death, mystery, pain,

The Bones In The Hole

As a star to a child,
Far from earth,
Born in the wild,
Nurtured from birth,

By an addict within,
Leaves behind a mistake,
Forgiveness for her sin,
Sympathy she'll fake.

Disbelief arose the town,
Betrayed by their own kind,
Picture torn down,
No more body to find,

The departure was planned,
By an indecisive soul,
A printed story to stand,
The bones in the hole.

Poem Details | by Elizabeth Smith |
Categories: allegory, animal, bereavement, emotions, pain,

SHOPPING DAY

Shopping day arrives and the shopper 
has in mind
A delicacy called veal she knows she 
will find 
It's in a nicely wrapped pack its contents 
pink
She'll cook it just right with some wine 
to drink
But there's a sad story behind that Plastic 
pack
A baby's calf's body not long ago was on 
a rack
He had cried and cried where did mama 
go
She had never left him alone like this before
Then they led him at last down that scary 
Green Mile
His legs were shaking and he tried hard not 
to defile
He heard the cries from the animals all around
He thought he heard mama as he fell dead on 
the ground

Poem Details | by Deb Adams |
Categories: computer, corruption, depression, grief, happiness, hurt, pain,

Reclaim Your Domain

I wish I could plug
A flash drive in your ear.
I would wipe clean the worries
Hidden deep inside there.

I know they've been hiding
In camouflaged space.
Your very own virus
firmly in place.

Spreading infection
Every which way.
Squeezing the happy
Right out of the way.

It's time to recover,
To diminish the pain.
Pick up your tools,
Reclaim your domain.

Before long, I promise,
With daily scans,
You'll reboot and function
With plenty of ram.