Hurt Poems
Bucket Pain
by Ally Bell
If pain were a bucket,
You'd be the largest one,
Pouring your trauma out like a faucet
Unto those who show you love
You're like a raging storm,
Leaving destruction in its wake
With thunderous words filled with hate
Yet still, I saw in you the potential to create
When you saw yourself as someone who should have never been born
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a quiet orbit
by Mishka M
i was the moon, soft and steadfast,
lighting the way when the world grew dark,
whispering light into heavy hearts,
a quiet companion, never too far.
i cheered for the stars as they blazed their trails,
watched them shine and heard their tales.
i clapped for the sun, so bold, so bright,
though it never turned to share its light.
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A Book
by Mohammed Irshad Shamsi
A book, hideous and white,
Half way through its fight,
Met a pen, high with might.
It's tip so smooth.
Ink like a soft flute.
It's form, loving and cute.
Now the book had this weired feel,
It thought the pen was here to fill.
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origin story
by Mishka M
they called me kind, the selfless one,
a soul who’d never come undone.
but kindness bends, and kindness breaks—
even heroes have their stakes.
a joker’s laugh began to bloom,
when i gave joy and made more room,
for others’ needs, their endless cries,
while my own dreams met their demise.
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Forgive Me
by Frangipani Rhett
It's so much easier to pretend it isn't true
There's no way I could do that
I don't have that sort of desire
But as much as it hurts me I can't imagine how it hurts you
The evil inside of me was great even then
You'd think I was too young
I couldn't think that
But it's awful and I'm hardly taking it in
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Bucket Pain
by Ally Bell
If pain were a bucket,
You'd be the largest one,
Pouring your trauma out like a faucet
Unto those who show you love
You're like a raging storm,
Leaving destruction in its wake
With thunderous words filled with hate
Yet still, I saw in you the potential to create
When you saw yourself as someone who should have never been born
......
origin story
by Mishka M
they called me kind, the selfless one,
a soul who’d never come undone.
but kindness bends, and kindness breaks—
even heroes have their stakes.
a joker’s laugh began to bloom,
when i gave joy and made more room,
for others’ needs, their endless cries,
while my own dreams met their demise.
......
unconditional
by Mishka M
i wish i could be loved the way the stars are loved—
without expectation, without effort,
just for the simple fact of existing,
just for the quiet burn of my light.
but i am not the stars.
i am flawed and fleeting,
my edges rough, my brightness dim.
i bend myself into shapes that ache,
trying to fit the mold of "worthy,"
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a quiet orbit
by Mishka M
i was the moon, soft and steadfast,
lighting the way when the world grew dark,
whispering light into heavy hearts,
a quiet companion, never too far.
i cheered for the stars as they blazed their trails,
watched them shine and heard their tales.
i clapped for the sun, so bold, so bright,
though it never turned to share its light.
......
Who am I
by Saleh Ben Saleh
If Life is easy,
why do we strive?
And search for hope,
to keep us alive.
And feel the pressure,
which causes pain.
And leaves a mark,
or an ugly stain
It makes me wonder,
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