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Created By Choices

Something evil this way comes
Sure as the rising of the Son

A single heart left to bleed
A lost soul with a dying need

When love proves it doesn’t care
In creeps darkness and despair

Angry voices from deep with-in
Scream I’m a fool once again

I now make my soul like a cave
It’s the darkness that I now crave

Around my heart I shall build a moat
With blood sacrifices unto the goat

Deep in darkness as a soul can be
Father of darkness come feed on me

She destroyed the love in my soul
I do pray that hate fills up the hole

Troubled souls with hallow voices
In this life we all make choices

My choices have left me degraded
I now hate the person I created

Into darkness away from the Son
Something evil this way comes


Yea, I posted this for Deborah's contest.
Believe it or not this is who i used to
be. Poetry is a truly amazing tool when
it comes to change, it transformed this
into the man I am. All I can say about
that, "Praise be the Power of God".

Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2009

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Love, Hate And My Fate

In my quest of life sublime
I face a mountain I must climb

There dwells up inside of me
A growing amount of hostility

My anger is growing day by day
Regardless of the prayers I pray

Like two grinding tectonic plates
One is love and the other is hate

As the plates slowly grind away
Price of hate my love must pay

Like a beautiful exotic dance
Hate is held in dark romance

Like a lone mountain flower
Love shall hold mystic power

The two sides of a single face
Only one can rule this place

Off to hell fallen angels go
Is this the fate of my soul?

Is the meaning of this rhyme?
Bound by the hands of time

For all to hear and all to see
Love and hate each dwell in me

Love and hate each have their goal
I wonder, which shall win my soul



Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2011

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SLAP the POET -Doc-

   ~ SLAP the POET ~

First, you come to splat my baby SKAT!
Now I'm gonna give you a slap like this and that.

You call yourself, Doc the Poet & Notorious FLIRT.
OUCH! Doc, being you must really hurt.

Thank you for waking me from my cat nap.
Now it's time to bend you over my lap.

I will spank you like a kid for talking crap.
Teaching you a lesson that will make you snap.

I will slap my hand across your face.
For posting your Acrostic disgrace.

On my face was a smile that you post
With a look you'll never know

Doc, like a kid, you call them my towers.
Claiming  my twins carry certain powers.

In a poem, Chris A. Once called them melons.
While my Hubby climbs and calls them Mount. SAINT Helene's.

Take some notes when you read this.
Don't talk about another mans double "D's" pillow kiss.

Don't make yourself out a poet fool.
Keep your cool and clean off your drool.

Don't end up like my Hubby who is lost in my abyss.
It's not my wits that got your dumb a$$ caught in reminisce.

            ~ SKAT ~
          (Dedication)
       (Dakarai Cobbs)

Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2010

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Why do I Love You, You Hate Everything You've Become

There’s are ghosts in your head that just won’t die
While there’s a liar in your eyes on whom I can’t rely
And there’s a method to your madness, but no one knows
That something’s not right until its ugly face shows
Because the ghosts just keep screaming, too loud for you to hear
That when you thought I was gone, I’d always stayed right here
And though the liar tried to trick me, saying words you’d naught believe
So that I took on all your monsters when all I needed was a reprieve
But soon you tasted my blood to find that you liked the taste
Longing, wanting more, so you laid me waste
Though I begged and I pleaded for you my dear
You only heard and saw ghosts never really there.
And when you saw your blood, it proved the last straw
That horrible scream that unhinged your jaw,
I knew never again could I come to call you mine
As foolish a faith as that of a Divine.
For you, there was only the ghosts inside your head
Haunting your eyes and the liar with all his words yet said.

Copyright © Rhia Madison Thomer | Year Posted 2011

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ARROGANCE

You frown with disapproval since you have a pedigree.
Born in the USA, you say, ancestors crossed the sea.

Proud of your German heritage, and I am just a hick.
Your phony pearls, your knock-off bag, you always look real slick.

You treat me like I'm nothing with your nose turned up so far.
I'd rent that space if in the need of a place to park my car.

But a shiny cover does not value always quite equate.
I'm sure your "antique" silverware is only silver plate.

No, value comes from something more that's hidden deep inside.
It's born of love and empathy, not silly, baseless pride.

It doesn't come in just one color, an accent or a creed
Hitler was rich but I'd rather come from Cesar Chavez' seed!

So I'd rather have an ice cold beer with a gifted Mexican
Instead of drinking coffee in the cafes of Berlin!

Copyright © Cindi Rockwell | Year Posted 2016

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Matter of Choice

some may pray
others stray

believe as you wish
life is the main dish

you may even hate me
just don’t hang me from tree

how we live is our choice
you may hear your god’s voice

live and let live that’s my life
see you in the afterlife

Copyright © Robert Heemstra | Year Posted 2013

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Haughty Naughty Halloween

Oh how I hate thy haughty hours oh Halloween!
Your thorns and thistles are these terrifying teens
who wear worried looks, walking, wobbling…woeful;
daring doors and deeds that are dreadful.

Cruising for candy: the core of thy course oh Halloween!
kind kids from keen kindred knock their kith and kins,
playful princes paint pure palaces in pale, purple and pink;
Spreading stones and soiling streets with sweets... that stink.

In the hollow of thy haunting hands… oh Halloween!
mighty men melt at the melodrama of masked men…mean;
Trick or treat, terrors or treasures? The termites ask the tall trees,
waiting, willing and working to waste their wares and wears.
 
Oh how I hate thy hit and run habits… oh Halloween!
Sharing sudden sweets for strangers you have never seen;
heating up the heartbeat of happy husbands and wives,
you turn lively, lovely lads into lurking and longing lives.

Copyright © Adeleke Adeite | Year Posted 2009

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Disdain from a Bull to a Cow

To stay right on one opinion, all must belong deviations and differences no matter how logical, stay wrong. Socializing with others is a forceful and noisy drag integrating is impossible, rather prefer to be an isolated bag. Based on accent, appearances and names to others, these men treat the societal value of some, measured by what they eat. Strong opinions in opposition to reasoning for logic to marvel humanity, one step towards tragedy in life’s endless Novel. A strict brotherhood with an ideology as its drive having a dangerous will to hinder any other’s strive. Human manipulations and disasters to change nature’s stage systematically cutting off the rest to give theirs undue advantage. So much lessons we have to learn from the past yet the exhibition of man’s cruelty still lasts. Evil doers, acting as nature’s sons in disguise making it shocked and look in surprise. All lives are cultivated by God’s tractor yet discrimination and persecution lay on him as the factor. As the Earth becomes smaller, civilization and globalization cope actualizing a world of fine mixture which is our hope.

Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016

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A Dark Fantasy

I’m on a planet with a golden kiss
It shimmers with glory, such bliss!

As I zoom in, it turns into a dark land
Peep in, I’m afraid, I cannot stand!

In darkness, I see a bright glowing tower
Inside, a plethora of so called ‘man’ power

Zoom in; I see ‘beast’ kind disguised as ‘man’ kind
Alas! Not a single kind beast could I find

I hear roars of uncivilized beings
And moans of so-called weaklings

I see a trail of emotional turmoil
Those 7 deadly sins wrapped in a dazzling foil

Gifted to humanity, his power, his grey matter
It separates humans from animals and allows us to shatter

The once created planet with a golden kiss
Will it ever show the signs of holy bliss?

Copyright © Neha Godambe | Year Posted 2012

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Ode to Cats

Come 'ere kitty eyes so green
Tell me why you're so dang mean
Climbin' curtins and the walls
Midnight rampage through the halls
Chasin' air but never rats
You should know I hate cats!


9/24/2005~db©deborah burch

*just a note: i dont hate cats...(as long as they realize and behave as dogs)...any i have been owned by realize this and quickly learn to fetch, come, sit, no, and master the english language...as such....this kitten(now a cat) is my son's: Oliver, appropriatly named, who is the real-life version of "Garfield" in every possible way...and dearly loved :)
big hugs~deb

Copyright © Deborah Burch | Year Posted 2012

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CLOSURE

CLOSURE
The word I hate the most is the word “CLOSURE"
It is used constantly, so much as to over exposure.

We want closure on our feelings, closure on events
CLOSURE to me is when something shut, not something to supplement

I want this feeling to end, not put a closure on it
My feelings won’t go away by closing a door they still won’t quit.

For those that want to use it please go ahead feel free
But please don’t use closure if you want to talk to me.

So now my little gripe comes to an end or is it CLOSURE
You see you have got me doing it, I am now losing my composure.

If someone can give me a word to use instead of it
I’ll be grateful till the day I die and be one very happy Brit.
© 26/07/2012 

Entry to Michael Falatico's “What word do you hate most” contest

Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2012

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I Hate the News

I Hate the News
By Franklin Price
02/02/2016

Just want to say, I hate the news.
Reporters drive me to more booze.
They spin the news as they see fit
It's hard to make some sense of it

They tell the story their own way,
The truth or not is what they say,
Complete or partial;  out of context.
Never surprised, what they say next.

Where is Cronkite, Chet and Dave?
They are turning in their graves
I know for sure they cannot rest
Seeing the truth put to the test

Copyright © Franklin Price | Year Posted 2016

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Your IQ

The higher your IQ,
the less your friends like you.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014

Copyright © Volodymyr Knyr | Year Posted 2014

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Hate

This malevolent word - Hate
May keep you from Heaven's gate
If it's carried in your heart
God will ask, "Where thou art?"
He says HIM you can never know
If hate resides within your soul
So release your grip and set it free
Let forgiveness reign, while hatred flees.

Copyright © Tanya Harrington | Year Posted 2012

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The Dark Side of You II '21 words'

ICE COLD TURGID TRAMP FRIGID VICIOUS VAMP YOU BLACKENED MY SIGHT YOU’VE FROZEN MY CHEST I CAN’T BREATH I JUST SEETHE

Copyright © Warner Baxter | Year Posted 2014

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Leaders and Their Behaviour

Most leaders are barking dog
Only few are good, seem loyal

Viewing sights are weak almost
Position made alike, no fault.

Eyes see wealth and wealthy
Poor are likely barb to them 

Bid of dealing conducts with
Same level people or powerful

Poverty and suffering for them
No caring and major matter 

No meaning of falling tears
Less earning in all day working

No hope of ventilating good life
Own future is futile for oneself.

Dead hope, locked door all trouble
Intolerable piercing moments

Unbelievable and unexpected hegemony
Padlocked the whole ruling system

Politics produces into the candidate
Pretending like dead, dumb and deaf

In the time of entering into the doorsteps
Spreading oath, sweetly and politely

We are here for all and everybody
Truth and trusty statements of liars.

Copyright © Kamal Raj Dahal | Year Posted 2013

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About A Cruise I Hate

About A Cruise I Hate

There seemed to be so much turmoil
Something my perfect trip would spoil
With weather being bothered by a storm
Caused by cold front while over a warm.

Direction of cruise suddenly had to change
My mind and thoughts must re-arrange
Knowing Eastern Caribbean was the best
Not wanting west side part of our quest.

Some things about a cruise I always hate
Going on one of them never like to wait
And what I will want to do some how
Is would really rather go here and now.

Does this sound familiar?

Jim Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Bolivia, NC

Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015

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Human Doings

Somebody tell me what the hell happened to Cupid Everyone everywhere walking around acting stupid There is no love anymore and the World is full of hate C'mon people we need to change before it's too late Politics and Religion all of us take up sides for the fight Well I've got news, your side, their side, neither is right It doesn't matter if you’re a terrorist killing or a lawyer suing Be more than a human being, it's time to be a Human Doing

Copyright © Warner Baxter | Year Posted 2014

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Torture: A Lesson in English

I ask why you insist on torturing me.
My question is met by dark Egyptian eyes
That enchant me even in their confusion;
You tell me, in that lovely dancing accent,
That you don't know this word.
And then that you do, but are still confused...
You aren't sure what you could have done
To hurt me...
I inform you that you do not know
The true meaning of torture.


Torture is your lips, just the sight of your lips-
You bite your lower lip without thinking; this too is torturous.

Torture is the smooth brown skin at the base of your neck I want to touch so bad it hurts,
Just barely exposed by the buttons left casually undone at the top of your shirt.

Torture is thick black curls that beg for fingers to run through them-
You run one hand through them thoughtlessly as I'm slowly becoming undone.

Torture is you noticing, you seeing in my eyes that I want you,
And your own bright black eyes that taunt me; "So what are you gonna do?"

Torture is the sharp intake of your breath that tells me that you want me,
With out the hard pressure of your body on mine I want so badly.

Torture is the betrayal of my body as it becomes yours; it's without my permission
That my body moves as it would to meet yours- I hate you for putting me in this condition.

Torture is my skin becoming heated until inside my veins moves not blood but flame,
And you encourage the fire until I fear it'll consume me; I'm already beyond insane-

Torture is me begging you to stop, and you pushing me ever further,
Until I'm sure that the greatest pain I've ever felt is this burning, aching, fever.

Torture is you telling me that I should go to sleep,
Acting as if you've done nothing at all to me.

Copyright © Cameron Hartley | Year Posted 2014

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Hate

Washed away sitting in my bedroom 
Windows sit open flowers can't bloom

Endless procedures continue to resume
Can't live a normal life with a dirty room

Watch my mind begin to sit and unfold
Logic doesn't matter so I catch a cold

Forget to shower again today
Self hate takes over and I fade away

Copyright © Granola Bars | Year Posted 2013

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I Hate Spiders

I Hate Spiders!


I hate spiders!
They make me shake, they make me quiver
unhinged panic they deliver,
of all the insects, they’re the worst
with arachnophobia I’m cursed.

Whether they are huge or small
it matters not, I hate them all,
if one on the wall, I see,
a battle forms it’s it or me.

Where they go they make no noise, 
so with a shoe I’m always poised,
born with no appealing features,
horrid, ugly, disgusting creatures.

They move with speed that’s unsurpassed,
eight legs can motor pretty fast,
my first anxiety and fear,
I wish they’d all just disappear, cause

I HATE SPIDERS!


June 21, 2016

Copyright © Liz Labadie-Reilly | Year Posted 2016

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What I LOVE

my son was born with a disconnected mind
he catches on if you give him time

i love that he carries on a normal life 
i hate that he will never have a wife

he loves animals and building things
i hate to tell him that he can not sing : )

his appetite so big and around the clock
you will find him from time to time with only the one sock

he gets so excited about just the little things
oh what joy he brings

he talks to everyone that passes through
why some people are mean i have no clue

i ask God to please keep him near if i am called home before him
he never liked just being called 'jim'

his sisters and brothers treat him well and give him no slack
...and his love for them does not lack

my dear son mommy loves you so
you are special in my heart i want you to know

and if I could tell the world to stop treating as if you have a disease
this would make mommy so very pleased 



Copyright © jackie thomas | Year Posted 2013

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Broken Lamb the Absent Shepard

Broken, shattered, torn little pieces,
Of my self; I continue to lose the way,

Dealing, deserving, dishing out,
A suitable punishment there is not,

A bloody trickling of tears,
Covering the body in sickness and in fear,

Stretching the length of my insides,
My shame knows no bounds, besides,

Who could fix this broken thing?
So lost in a cliche of words that is so a maze, bring

Me, this lost lamb, no shepard to be had,
No, deserving hardly, I willingly walk the other way.

Shall I not desert the others?
I shame mothers and I shame fathers,

Stay away from me!
Only pain and misery that will be.

Copyright © Joshua Brown | Year Posted 2013

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Katie Hopkins: Wild Redemption

Katie Hopkins; Wild Redemption 

Katie Hopkins, what a bitch
She really makes my innards itch
She’s paid to spit and vent her bile
Her views are simply crass and vile
The woman thinks that refugees
Should all die screaming in the seas
And now she is an educator?
Well, Brunel students sure don’t rate her
Poor Katie got no praise or thanks
Just fifty silent backs in ranks
Her thoughts upon the welfare state
Perceived to be just tosh and hate
They sent her straight to Coventry
A damned good place for her to be
She’s blaming social media
For everyone is wrong but her
Not like she’s a cow at all
Or cares if pride precedes a fall
As long as she still earns a wad
She’ll carry on like some bad God
Dispensing poison, spitting blood
Dragging free speech through the mud
In years gone by our ears would twitch
A mob would rise and kill the witch
But that was then, and this is now
Best to simply shun the cow
For centuries of love and learning
Persuade us Katie’s not for burning
She’s bound to go too far one day
For Karma’s not a bitch to play
Eternal justice, endless fall
Oh, Katie won’t like that at all
Forever with the evil dead
And haunted by the things she’s said

Do you really want that, Kate?
It’s not too late to recreate
In love there’s simply no exemption
Just endless joy and wild redemption…

by Gail

























Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2015

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Where From Here

Where from Here

How would we find light by embracing the dark
All the hate and fear men seem to embark

We know this in our hearts but still raise our sword
Gods given a peaceful loving world that we should always move toward

The world we create is from a sick and broken mind
If our egos don’t soften it will be the end of mankind

Eons of hate passed down through the ages
Taught to our children given rise to unknown rages

If we look to God we can break the bonds of this fear
And finally live as one and joyfully see clear

For life is meant to work and this is Gods plan
For there has been love in our hearts since all life began

It’s not letting God in but it’s letting Him out
For he is part of us all and you can’t live in doubt

The pulse of the universe lives in every beating heart
This loving creation that we all are apart

So lets put all else aside and make peace our dream
And rise up to faith and become one with the unseen

Copyright 2011                          4/1/2011




Copyright © rick monachello | Year Posted 2011

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hate is a hereditary trait

This hate runs through my viens and out my mouth.
This *****litterally isn't good for my health.
My silence is my medicine,
Why share what trouble i've been in?
You were never there, and I mean really there.
You werent there to wipe my tears or fix my hair.
So don't tell me that you ever cared.
Hate has never ran so strong
For someone i barley knew all along
You were a figment of my imagination
and now your a real human creation.
your my dad?
How can you love me when you always so mad?
Its funny how you claim me
but you weren't there to raise me.
Being a dad is more than getting my mom knocked up
I'm sorry what im saying is so upfront.
But it was never you.
and sometimes I wish that *****you told me was true.
How you think I'm not yours.
I mean if you really don't  want me
then let that *****be known
and I swear ill be gone.

Copyright © MacKenzie Lesjack | Year Posted 2013

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Hate to Be a Prude

I really hate to be a big crude prude
But what do you consider to be finger food?
And are some of us kind of slackers
How about cookies or maybe crackers?

Then what about if we fly on a trapeze
And maybe might add piece of cheese
Then what if we were to fall
After we finally had to eat it all.

How about having some fruit instead
Which is better for you Doctor said
That should always be a human trait
And all people will properly regulate.

Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2014

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All The Ways I Hate You

I hate the way that you're not here to kiss me or run your fingers through my hair

I hate the way that sometimes I can't tell whether or not you care

I hate the way you never come to me; you wait for me to come to you

I hate how easily I forgive you for anything you do

I hate the way that sometimes you can't get your mind off my t&a

I hate it when I can't talk to you everyday

I hate the way you make me want you really bad

I hate the fact that you have the power to make me sad

I hate the way that I can't tell you no

I hate that when you're with me I never want you to go

I hate it when you make me cry

I hate that I can't let you make me moan and sigh

I hate the way you're scared to commit even though you know I'll never leave

I hate the way you think being a worthy man is something you'll never achieve

I hate the way you think you need to give me things when all I want is you

I hate the way that sometimes you don't have a clue

I hate the way you're always right

I hate that I don't even want to put up a fight

I hate the way you don't seem to care whether or not I text or call

I hate how fast you made me fall

"but mostly I hate the way I don't hate you
not even close
not even a little bit
not even at all." -10 Things I Hate About You

Copyright © Persileen Grace Moore | Year Posted 2012

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whydoisayhurtfulwords

this ones for my mom and dad
i treat them so bad
i hurt them with painful words
i told him he was a waste of my time
it's probably useless
to write you this
i wish i coul hang from the rafters in my home
cause my parents don't want me no more so now i'm alone
all i want is their approval
but the words i say are so brutal
over the years i've caused you and mom to cry many tears
and in your hearts and minds i've bestowed many fears
but don't forget i've cried too
and yes it was not all because of you
but it still doesn't make what we did right
but i have many good choices in sight
you'll always be my mommy
cause for better or for worse you still love me
dad no matter how many blows we throw
i love you that i just wanna let you know
i hate being miserable and having this burning heartache in my soul
i hate the things i did but your love i feel you hid
the blood my wrist shed
and yes theyhave bled
the pain of not being able to come home
all the times we fought on the phone
i don't mean what i say
so here i am tring not to fight another day
my heart is right pleas accept my apology tonight
i may not be the best son
i love you mom and dad
i'm truely am sorry i treated you bad

Copyright © scott moebius | Year Posted 2012

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Activity #39

I hate the way there's silence
When I ask if someone's there

I hate the way I'm empty
Left to just sit and stare

I hate the way I'm lonely
When I shouldn't have to be

I hate the way I'm hated
Thrown down on my knees

I hate the way things have gone
Completely taken off course

I hate the way things are going
My screams leaving me hoarse

I hate the way I'm sitting here
Writing down my pain

I hate the way no one cares
I have nothing left to gain

I hate the way I write your name
When I write something down

I hate the way my dreams aren't safe
I wake up with a frown

I hate the way people judge
Their rubric far from fair

But most of all, I hate the way
You think that I don't care

Copyright © Tianna Anhorn | Year Posted 2007