A recipe for hurt!



Soak up a cup of disappointment

Several spoonfuls of hurt

A dash of ill treatment -

Add Loneliness - just a squirt!


Take the medicine on the chin

Swallow it down like a good ‘un

Whilst wearing  a false grin

Mentally -  the damage done!


Coz there it sits - a heavy knot

The ball of hurt - rattling inside

Until the poison erupts from that spot

Opening the flood gates wide,


Then the tears flow from my eyes

And a new me will arise!












  • Author: sue.evans (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 23rd, 2021 03:49
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 42
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors

Comments +


  • dusk arising

    Nice work. The days poison usually has to mix with the previous weeks barely digestible insults before my inner cauldrun boileth over.

    These tears though are such a good self repair mechanism. Every problem or disappointment eases with the salve of tears shed.

  • sue.evans

    Totally agree - we won’t be beaten 💪🏻X

  • jarcher54

    A sweet little sort of short-line sonnet. Thanks for the hopeful "new me" inspiration!

  • Trenz Pruca

    I shall add this to my emotional recipe book. Thank you.

  • Goldfinch60

    That new you will arise into a world of beauty, wonder and love.


  • L. B. Mek

    thanks for sharing that much needed positivity, dear poet

  • Micalina

    I loved the way you expressed yourself in this poem.
    The medicine is always within ourselves and then we all become another person. It is a great read and you are a good poet. Keep on writing. Cheers Micalina

To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.