Tag: pain
group name: freedominpoetry
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June 28, 2007 03:40 AM EDT --
I stretch to taste the tears embedded so deep within only to find anguish lingering in the labyrinth, as a child sitting on a hill during a wind storm feeling the . . . more
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December 12, 2006 09:16 AM EST --
a brown-eyed little girl huddles in a corner
listening to the venom fly
between two who vow love,
and she cries.
years later
a young teenage girl lies in bed
as her mind leaves . . . more
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December 29, 2006 12:05 AM EST --
I walk in glass slippers
waiting for them to shatter,
for I'm not used to
Cinderella endings;
I feel so scared
in trusting love;
Somehow I don't feel
I deserve it; . . . more
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April 08, 2008 07:40 PM EDT --
In the back of our ancient house
I watch the wind push the trees apart
the leaves swirling to the ground
Was I the only one to notice?
My secret, my panaorama to miserly keep
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December 23, 2006 11:37 AM EST --
Painting the Canvas
by Adlina 2006.
If I could paint this heart on a canvas,
will there be only blots of black ink,
or will they form those unspoken words
caged within this crystal palace of mine?
If . . . more
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January 16, 2007 09:41 AM EST --
I toss and turn, but
sleep won't come
to one who is tormented
by the past, by the
demons that won't let go;
I want to rise up,
make coffee, clean something,
wash away the stains of . . . more
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January 30, 2007 09:52 PM EST --
I hug my pillow tight
and close my eyes,
remembering
your smile, your touch,
your gentle voice in the night;
I'm so afraid of forgetting
what you sound like when
you laugh,
or the way
you . . . more
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April 06, 2007 07:25 PM EDT --
The night is long without you
and my pillow is no solace
to the pain I feel inside,
soaking up these tears
that fall from my eyes;
I think of my head
against your shirt, your skin,
. . . more
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February 23, 2008 09:16 PM EST --
Soft as a whisper
you come to me,
amidst the ashes
amidst the tears;
Arms wide open,
my heart is closed,
not quite ready
to face its fears;
I give what I can,
afraid to . . . more
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February 25, 2008 06:38 PM EST --
Life started off bad for me, but I've always believed that things could get worse. After spending most of my life depressed as a child, unwilling to accept my disability, I've gotten use . . . more
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December 27, 2006 08:52 PM EST --
You crashed into me,
left me breathless,
and now I'm at a loss as to what to do
with you,
with us;
I wasn't searching;
I wasn't happy,
but content;
I thought that was enough
until . . . more
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September 27, 2007 08:49 AM EDT --
this is a poem I wrote a long time ago...
Heartache
the pain of heartache
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January 22, 2007 11:54 AM EST --
I'm crying, and it makes me mad at myself.
I thought I was tougher than to cry over
being called a name. Haven't the years
hardened this heart, once so fragile? I
remember how I . . . more
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March 01, 2007 09:51 PM EST --
She watched as he slammed the door behind him,
bottle in hand, and she gave herself
over to her tears, and the flood came;
Anger, rage, pain so deep she physically ached
in the release, leaving . . . more
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January 21, 2008 11:40 AM EST --
So here it is,
my christening,
my undoing;
No more
wantan dances
in darkness
or screams of release
from unknown
demons who assail;
Flesh and soul purified
once again,
. . . more
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July 10, 2007 05:50 PM EDT --
Silenced by your madness,
I reach out through my gaping wounded heart
to capture any love that comes my way,
whether it be real or imagined;
I let it soak in,
and I cry tears of joy
knowing that . . . more
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April 07, 2007 02:22 PM EDT --
RAW . . . more
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December 08, 2006 11:55 PM EST --
A streetlight burns;
Dogs bark up and down the street
as children chase fireflies
and grown-ups sip tea on their porches,
discussing timely events and job stress.
A brown-eyed little girl . . . more
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December 22, 2006 10:17 PM EST --
You wash over me,
cleansing me,
taking my tattered edges,
and transforming them
into something beautiful.
You see beyond
my brokenness into
a heart that is pure;
You see beyond
my woundedness . . . more
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April 19, 2008 11:51 AM EDT --
There is nothing more
than this moment,
this feeling,
this touch,
this sigh,
these words.
All of our yesterdays
have vanished;
All of our tomorrows
are but a dream;
This . . . more
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