Bullying Poems | Examples of Bullying Poetry

Not sure when it started at 6 staying out of a brutally violent household taking to the unforgiving streets. The streets became my teacher and family albeit dangerous life lessons learned from a merciless source. Spiritual and corporal sorrow from father’s beatings, his cruel degradation too much to bear, as everyone stood by watching me bleed. At 13, befriending teens from troubled homes,...

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Oh! flowers why are you spreading, Fragrance and beauty without any cost ? You are being sold in market at a cost, Your quality and your beauty are selling. Oh! flowers why do you spread your blooming, Fragrance and beauty without any cost? They give you to dears to show their host, The guest sees your charm and feel...

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She wakes up in the morning with a bright smile, Not knowing what sleep is - just a word spoken around. So many voices echo in her ears saying "end it all," Fighting battles sometimes she can't even recall. She will always be more than enough, Even when things get tough. Socialising is her greatest enemy, Leaps through storms just to find...

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In halls where silence speaks louder than words, I stand, a beacon amidst the unseen. Their gazes, sharp as unspoken swords, Pierce through the facade, where I've always been. Once, my voice resonated with pride, Now, it's drowned by murmurs and disdain. Yet, I endure, with dignity as my guide, In a place where respect is hard to attain. But within me, a...

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they chant-and they chant but do they know the words true meaning? they wear the colours that show their support but do they know what these colours represent? they wave their flags but not of their own some may say this is an act of treason? the words they chant are against a certain ideology- but it's that ideology that gives...

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My Habit You say I eat a lot— But a lot eats me. I got stress I can’t tame, Hate that drives me insane. So many therapists I can't name, Yet still love you and can't cause you shame. Before you judge me based on my order, Saying I have an eating disorder— Ask: What the hell in this world is in order?...

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Sisyphus’ Lament I took each hard punch And swallowed each raw pill. But you said it wasn’t a fair fight And I agree, But you didn’t watch My tears each night, No, they weren’t For you to see. And I agree, So you watched me Push that boulder Up that hill With a sickened grin of evil glee....

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Here is a man who sub-dues the com-mon, He rears an ar-my to keep a grim weap-on, He crafts bombs that scare, All types meant to tear, And kills in the streets till the dawn, on ...

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Dearest Tenser: Told you I would write you about the weekend. Pray for them flood peoples and all. But got some news for ya. She used a chrt to list the men she'd been with. We sat in the dining hall listen to her presentation. It was right before the BBQ. She went inside and started cooking. Acting like...

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There are voices all around us Not loud, not obvious, But aching to be heard. Within this poem lies three unheard stories Three souls, each silenced by society A woman who smiles in fear. A boy punished for love. And a girl whose dreams shrink in the shadows. Their pain is different, But their silence is the same. This poem is for them For the unheard,...

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Ego cups have now been filled To the point of overflowing Confidence and power now heightened Fuel to keep ego’s growing! ...

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Gangstalking is very inhumane Almost always leaving you insane Nobody seems to help or care Onlookers just sit and stare Echoes of fear, no place to be free Puzzled by what they hear and see Lost in shadows, yearning for dawn Victims missing and presumed gone Dreams whispered, seeking a sign Unpleasant life is anything but fine Echoes of hope, faint but still alive Unaware of...

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Now how can this truly be After so many complaints that the public can’t see There are victims here a there And people have been known to stare Victims whose torture is day and day out Making a good many people shout The torture has no rhyme or reason And can happen during any season Victims lives fall into the wrong hand Rendering the...

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They took my money again! When will it end? Lunch money is gone. Even the milk money, Not very funny. Left my bus token, To get home. Now I'm hungry, And all alone. I'm...

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Why am I disturbed by the sight? Everyone having a fight. Lost in beliefs they are right. Never listening to the others light. The others must be wrong. Don't look like us or very strong. Instead, we fight, ...

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