Suffering Poems
Death is Optional
by Scott Biggerstaff
I saw a lone walker once
Left hanging like a high five
Bottom of some steps
Leading to a hospital
I joked with someone near
“Seen any flaming chariots swoop by?”
They didn’t get it
Or maybe they did
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The Powerless
by Louis Zo
We were born into this---
toils of tangled gods’ maws
gnawing us raw
as we wiggle and crawl
on top of each other
like fish out of water.
Nothing sprouts from our barren faces
no eyes to cry, no mouth to shout
and wail as the gods’ acid spit flays us alive,
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aren't we all one head trauma away from him?
by Bogdan Dragos
The soul must know something
that the mind
can’t comprehend
That’s what they said when
they watched him
from afar
He slept under the bridge
at night
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Upon the Burning Of My Pain
by Siddhi Beri
No one knows this pain,
That I have to sustain,
It's such a strain,
It's driving me insane,
How do I even explain?
There's so much I contain.
Whom to complain?
About everything being in vain,
Let my eyes drain,
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Blue Roses
by Yoko Fushigina
Long-long ago, as the ballad recalls,
In the castle with ivy woven in walls,
Under dark velvet skies, in the eye of the Moon
With sweet-scented fragrance blue roses bloomed.
Dare not to come close to the sharp spikes of white
For vermilion potion is kept in inside.
In those azure bushes, with hearts in a hand
A couple of lovers had found their end.
This story is ancient, as old as can be,
But the roses bore it for you and for me...
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I Let Porn In: The Secret That Almost Destroyed Me
by Christen Kuikoua
The day I let pornography in...
I didn’t even know what I was letting in.
I was just a curious boy 11, maybe 12
scrolling one evening.
One video.
One image.
One pop-up.
One “harmless” click.
Boom.
That was the beginning of the shadows.
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Upon the Burning Of My Pain
by Siddhi Beri
No one knows this pain,
That I have to sustain,
It's such a strain,
It's driving me insane,
How do I even explain?
There's so much I contain.
Whom to complain?
About everything being in vain,
Let my eyes drain,
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ST FRANCIS AND ST CLARE : TWIN SOULS
by Ghairo Daniels
separated by vows of abstinence but
forever bonded by Light entwined
two parallel Orders twinned
in material poverty firm endured
with One Heart beating to
missions of Love ordained
in living Truth never adjourned
vessels of opposite gender
each frolicking happy dancing
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On suffering
by John Hughes
Your life is a candle burning but the bullshit is, everyone is smoking cigs around you
The air and vibrations are a threat to your existence, the very air you breath
Breath isn’t good enough, you need something stimulating the molecules inside you
Whatever would balance you out, the powers that be haven’t invented it yet
It puts you at odds with the world when you shout at people…love me, because the suffering, it hurts
Maybe if I could sing real well, I could sing love me love me say that you love me
Why do I need someone to love me anyways, as if it solves anything wrong with your already flawed character
Maybe I need love because judgement hurts so bad to my rough but gentle soul
Maybe earning respect is all one can ask for
The Ashes I Inherited
by Mario Odekerken
They promised me heaven
but instead I became hell.
Not with fire
but with the quiet burn of forgotten hopes.
I was handed light
and told to glow,
but no one asked
if I knew how to hold the flame.
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