#aching poems on Hello Poetry

lawrence j klumas Jul 2014

I started growing
     measuring each incremental inch
     in the doorway frame
     grinning as it clearly showed
     a spurt.
Although my bones were aching
     I ran as fast as I could
     to the corner and back
     time and time again
Challenging my small young frame
     to ache
     and grow
And, oh, the pleasure
     of those growing aches
     as I leaped
     to push
     upward
     taller
     older.
Those aches felt so good!

lawrence j klumas
© july 2014

#running #bones #youth #aching #taller

Jeremyeckl Jun 2014

Untitled

Familiar hands tease my throat
With japes and whistles
Like when we returned
The albatross
To it's nest and her children
Hatched violently
Forests in their eyes.
They are my hands and
The clock is heavy with guilt.
Long since he and I acquainted
He knows when I falter, when I ache.
The clock chimes out many times
Each and apology for raising
His hands and so he raised mine too
We match yet
He is guilty, the clock
And I am empty, the envelope
Sealed right with a kiss
A long hairy lick from a muscle
Wet with power and rage.
They are my hands but still
The clock feels guilty.

#lonely #thoughts #night #late #longing #tired #sore #wanting #aching

Yoni Sav Jun 2014

phone talks

Talking on the phone
together, yet alone.
Hearing your voice
is nothing like
watching your lips move
seeing the look in your eyes
hearing you body talk
feeling your breath on my skin
I'm aching for your presence
and your voice on the phone
merely numbs the pain.

I feel like it came out a bit creepy, rather than romantic. ShR

#love #pain #longing #aching

the boy that cried over you Jun 2014

aching

Whenever you are in my eyesight,
Whenever you're near me,
Whenever you make an unexpected appearance in my dreams,
Whenever you say something stupid,
Whenever you laugh at my corny jokes,
Whenever you do something adorable,
Whenever you touch me,
Whenever you just smile at me,
Whenever you fawn over your crush,
Whenever you frown,
Whenever you cry,
Whenever you do anything,

My heart *aches

#love #heart #aching

Martin Feussner May 2014

Waiting

Waiting...
Waiting...
Waiting...
That's all I have been doing
For what?
I don't really know
Maybe it's a girl
Probably the girl of my dreams
Dreams if written
Could take your last breath away

But of what use is this wait?
She is taken...
Forever out of my grasp
But yet
What I do is that I keep
Waiting...
For what?
I don't really know

#love #life #girl #confused #unknown #dreams #forever #waiting #aching #unwritten #puzzled

Md May 2014

Untitled

You stripped me
You beat me down to a body with only a screaming void; not even a heart.
You left me
I watched you leave, cutting my heart strings, one by one, every careless step you took.
You stripped me to just a body

An empty aching body.

Words could never describe that pain of being left alone in pure darkness

#heart #pain #aching #stripped

i May 2014

him,

i like the way
he smokes his cigarettes,
a puff of smoke
coming out of
his curved lips,
lips that
give me a wicked
smile before
walking away
without a word,
and i am left once
again, imagining
of seeing him again,
and gathering some
courage to tell him
everything,
but that courage
disappears everytime
he appears in front
of me, with another
lit cigarette, and
another wicked smile.

i love him no matter what.

#love #truth #heart #boy #smile #lips #him #courage #smoke #cigarettes #smoking #everything #lit #aching #wicked #curved

i May 2014

pain killers

take them,
drink them,
swallow them,
just to
ease and ****
the aching pain.

it's dumb poem.

#pain #drugs #stupid #**** #drink #dumb #ease #take #swallow #aching #prescription #killers

Trey Swint May 2014

The Weeping Boy

A tear fell a thousand stories
from my lonesome weeping face

I had no built up aggression-
no overwhelming rage

Forever tired of all the stress. . .
of which I had no control

My body painfully ached from all the pain-
and now-
I am no more

#tear #stress #aching #weeping #nomore

cigarette daydreams Apr 2014

a dark gaze can hide dark intentions

I preoccupy my mind continually and intrusively
with the way you look at me.
A smile that radiates innocence
can sometimes carry a hidden impulse.
Don't you yearn for my touch?

A nonchalant look can be deceitful
because behind the content
undisclosed desires may be kept.
Playful jokes tend to be masked confessions.
Do you crave my attention?

The smell of smoke could subtly evoke
images of fire; a wish to flare and provoke.
Maybe looking at smoke reminds me of you
because I frequently wonder
why something so hazardous
could look so tempting.

Some sounds could easily make people sin,
let their souls swoon and their bodies rampage.
Certain words could instantly make my head spin.
*Tell me, darling, do you ache for my lips?

#love #desire #passion #infatuation #nostalgia #longing #apart #attraction #aching #reminders