When it hurt
It hurt so bad.

So bad I can’t cry
I am numbed.

Till it shuttered
I died.

The pain goes in forgetting;
The meaning of hurting.



In response to NovemberNotes challenge hosted by Theresa Doughty of Heartstrings Eulogies and Rosema of A Reading Writer.

Day 18 Prompt: Meaning by Gavin DeGraw

Published by michnavs

Philippine-born Michelle Navajas, currently residing in Malaysia. Michelle authored the book “After – Rain Skies: A Million Stars” for PWW during their Million Stars campaign. Graduated with a Master of Education majoring in English in the Philippines, Michelle was a former college professor, teaching literature, speech & oral communication, creative writing, drama, and theatre arts. Michelle is active in her writing profession and works as a freelance creative writer. Michelle passionately blogs at, where you can find her prose and poetry on love, life, motherhood, and her advocacy on abuse and violence. A published author on Spillwords NYC Her poem “Again” is published on three platforms, on MEDIUM -an International Writers and Readers Space, AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN, and at WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS. kindly go check the following links – –

16 thoughts on “Hurt

  1. I’m green regarding responding to poetry. But I appreciated this. It reminded me of the intense feelings after my father died. I did cry. But there was still something so beautiful about the intensity of those feelings that must be now conjured up – but will never be quite felt so intensely.

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    1. Its always a joy to know that somewhere accross the globe i may have been able to reach out to some one else’s emotion through my poetry..i am delighted indeed…

      I hope your well now..


  2. Illustrated well. That numb feeling before the truth finally hits. Yes, forgetting, moving on, they take a while. I don’t think the hole a loved one leaves ever fully heals, but other people, time, etc help to create new areas of life to engage in, to make the pain less.

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  3. This touches my soul in so many ways. Yes, pain is extremely hurtful. No matter how hard a blow is dealt. But, with the help of time and loved ones, we learn to deal with it. This is extremely beautiful, Mich 🙂

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  4. An excellent and hard hitting poem MIch and one that makes you search deep into your emotions. I think with time, when we experience the hurt, it never goes away but we learn to deal with it in a different way. As you say these events help to make us stronger.

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