Hurt Poems
An angel in disguise
by Reem Khalaf
She took my hands I was 9
Giving me her other bud
And telling me just listen and enjoy the ride
Close your eyes and let me take you to the moon
She a woman of her words
Putting my feet above the clouds
And pushing me from the moon
Back to earth on my hands and knees
Waving and smiling from the moon back at me
looking up at her with my split temple
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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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Mirage
by PYG's Whisper
I had a dream
I was lost in the desert
I saw your face within the sand dunes
I ran to you, carrying my sorrow
Hope was filling my bones
Tears were watering the drought of my emotions
I was standing beside you
But you were a mirage
And I was all alone once again
That’s when my eyes started to hit my cheeks with guilt
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I believe
by Abigail Wolf
I believe in something unseen,
I believe in the impossible,
I believe in miracles, that may never happen
I believe I have a fighting chance,
I believe that I can make an impact on this world,
I believe that people need me,
I believe that I deserve happiness,
This is why I do not stop.
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Those days
by Zainab Kareem
I still remember,
The days we spent laughing for no reason,
All the promises we made but never kept
The tears we cried in each other's embrace
I still remember,
The way our hands moulded against each other,
Like they were made for one another
Told me you loved me and then let me go,
Now I can't handle all this distance
Your touch is fading away,
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Gefesselt in Betäubung
by Mario Odekerken
Krabbelnd durch einen Schlamm aus Glitzern
weint mein Schatten in der Kulisse.
Ihr Silhouette schreit,
mein Blick nur auf die Flasche.
Ihr Inhalt stilt meine Lust,
das Glas schneidet entlang meiner Leere.
Gefallen in die Dunkelheit der Lockrufe,
fliehend von Hotel zu Herberge.
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Red Tape
by Ghaafietha Amoodien
My heart is a crime scene, wrapped around caution tape.
If you enter you have blood on your hands. You become an accomplice to a crime you didn’t commit.
My heart is a crime scene… they stood around me and I heard them call it a crime of passion, he took his time to beat me, bruise me and break me.
My heart is a crime scene, there’s red tape and do not enter signs at the door, telling you not to enter. You may get blamed for a crime you didn’t commit.
My heart is a crime scene, with everything stopping you from entry. So tell me why a man with brown eyes and a soft smile made me feel alive again. Tell me why the crime scene now feels like a safe place to enter.
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nothingyoucoulddonothingyoucoulddonothingyoucoulddonothingyoucoulddonothingyoucoulddonothingyoucoulddonothingyoucoulddo
by Mackenzie Bilz
I don’t know what to do.
All I do is hurt
All I do is hurt people
I don’t know what to do.
What do I do?
What do I do?
What do I do?
I should not have ever spoken to others
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Zonder jou
by Mario Odekerken
We hebben zoveel jaren gedeeld
dromen opgebouwd,muren gesloopt
elkaar leren kennen in stilte en storm
ik dacht dat wij zouden blijven.
Jouw ogen zeiden niets toen ik het vroeg
je stem werd stil waar waarheid
hoorde te zijn
en in die stilte groeide een breuk
niet van gisteren,maar van langzaam verdwijnen.
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maybe the only way to find out is death
by Mackenzie Bilz
What do I do?
I feel like everything just keeps going wrong.
Things get worse and worse and never improve.
Every time I see the light, I can never reach it.
What do I do?
Hope is there.
Just at the edge of my fingers.
At the tip of my tongue.
It’s under my nose.
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