I know that you are seeing someone else,
I'm not there when you close your eyes,
I believe that you are kissing me,
Knowing I love the way you lie.
I hear those three words from your lips,
If love is even possible, it's impossible to cry,
Though I know your heart is not truly mine,
I will always love the way you lie.
Your arms hold me as if you care,
My wise heart still wonders why,
Pretending that everything is alright,
Because I love the way you lie.
When I kiss you I think about nothing,
Wishing it wasn't you when I open my eyes,
I wonder, if I told you the truth,
Would you love the way I lie?
Written for Just That Archaic Poet's contest - "Sing To Me"
Inspired by the song "Love The Way You Lie Pt. 2" by Rihanna ft. Eminem
Love and hate are closely connected
Emotions both strong and intense
A fine line divides these extremes
Oft times we straddle the fence
It takes what seems like an innocent event
To shove us one way or the other
We're up on top of the world one moment
Next moment afraid we'll smother
Controlling emotions is difficult at best
Bombarded by outside influence
Always requiring strength and dedication
To maintain love's continuance
Lost without love's sweet guiding light
Through sad time and times of joy
Love must conquer the uncertain heart
And never allow hate to destroy
Love and hate are closely connected
Emotions both strong and intense
A fine line divides these two extremes
Oft times we straddle the fence
© Jack Ellison 2013
You know I hate to love you baby
You're only playin with my heart.
So many dreams you've shattered
So many lives you've torn apart.
If only I could walk away
If my heart could just forget
If the tangled web of love you've spun
Didn't pose such a threat.
Then I could love to love you baby
My heart it could take wings.
I could fall into this love affair
One that had no strings.
But in your hands, my heart a weapon
To be tortured and teased.
My dreams, the ones you've shattered
To be tossed out as you please.
You know I hate to love you baby
Because this heart of mine
Is fragile and it's tender and it's
Living on borrowed time.
She broke my heart, what can I do?
I can’t believe she fancies you.
You schemed to tear our love apart.
What can I do: she broke my heart?
She’ll see some day you’re such a creep,
And maybe then she’ll sit and weep;
But till that time, you’ll have your way.
You’re such a creep! She’ll see some day…
For Andrea’s Swap Quatrains contest
I remember it now
Not all, but enough
To understand how
I am afraid to accept love
Because some love hurts
Especially the kind you gave
The kind nobody deserves
The kind that plants the seed of hate
It matters little if you feel remorse
Your guilt could never ease my pain
The damage you did cannot be reversed
I still wear the residue of shame
And you will never have my forgiveness
My hatred will be your only companion
As you lie upon your deathbed
Feeling frightened and abandoned
You still won't even have my pity
Pathetic as you are
All you will ever be is what you did to me
As I will always bear these ugly scars
I should be mad at you
I should be upset
I should just walk away
And say, “To hell with it!”
I should lock that door
I should throw away the key
I should be contemptuous
Oh, but that isn't me
Instead I make excuses
For what you do and say
I try to see the good in you
And love you through the day
I forget past transgressions
I come back to your arms
I forget all the ugliness
And I revel in your charms
I should just walk away
I should make you learn
But oh, that just isn't me
Instead I burn and yearn
Well, try not to worry
When I’m all bruised and torn
I’ll only have myself to blame
For to you my love I've sworn.
I am full of self-loathing
For my blind eyes cannot see
Anything but your beauty
Eileen Manassian Ghali
I hate you for not caring
I hate you for not being there
I hate you for not responding
I hate you for your pompous air
I hate you for mutilating
This sensitive heart of mine
I hate you for not seeing me
As possessing beauty fine
I hate you for your incessant
Playing with my deep emotion
And I hate you for the ridicule
Of my ardent strong devotion
I hate you for not giving me
The dire attention that I need
And I do hate you for making
This little heart of mine to bleed
I hate you for being indifferent
And I hate you for being rude
I hate you for being handsome
And I hate you for being crude
I hate you because you make me
Forget to be vicious like you
And I hate that you make me want
To give my love to you anew
I hate the truth that proclaims
A thin line twix love and hate
I hate it that you’ve made me
Want to cross that line of late.
This whole poem is all about hate
Like I hate to say goodbye
Or I hate the fact I'm not with you
Every moment, you and I
I hate it when other men look at you
Hate to have to share you at all
I'd like to lock you up in a dungeon
In a castle with twenty foot walls
Think I'm greedy well maybe I am
Hate to admit it but it's true
Want you all to myself all the time
On my mind every day through
Hate it when other guys look at you
You're all mine and mine alone
Go ogle some other guy's woman
My hatred is very well known
The hate that I feel is caused by love
Don't ever want to say goodbye
This burning love is so overwhelming
My hatred just intensifies
© Jack Ellison 2014
HA! Fooled you!!!
Your word oh God is like unto a lamp
that guides the footsteps of your flock
inscribed upon their hearts like a stamp
and the path of the master they stalk
On the road to Mount Zion they walk
and the gifts they bring you in praise
about their redeemer and King they talk
and his banner is the one that they raise
Their garments resemble the spirit of light
and crowns of radiance upon their head
wield the Word of Truth do they fight
with principalities the earth will shed
Against the rulers of darkness they stand
the fallen sons of God and their wiles
they hold the shield of faith in their hand
to defend against that which defiles
They wrestle not with flesh and blood
against the strongholds of darkness they wield
with the gospel of peace are their feet shod
and the sword of the spirit in the field
They fight against those who mankind would harm
the war is not with weapons of steel
they have gone forth to sound the alarm
to flee from the gods where the fallen do kneel
The knowledge of God teaches love and truth
and tender thoughts of understanding
so many minds acquired hatred in youth
and with the armies of Demons are banding
To understand God his Word you must know
discerning the powers that rule in his stead
the Word who is master the truth will you show
least on the wrong path you be led
The sword of the spirit is the Word of Truth
God does not torture or rape
The Demons are ones who with war do sooth
and the face of this world shape
sources IICor. 10:3-6 Eph. 6:10-17
Mark 13:2 II Tim 3:1-5
Apocalypse 11:18 , chptr 19
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2010 C Michael Miller
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Like a fiery vengeance
Grasped in open hand
Cuts the loathed foe
Stains your own land
Hate surges like flood
Shatters the weak soul
Spilling the divine blood
Of both sides involved
Anger drives men crazy
Like a tropical storm
Loss are assessed lately
When started to mourn
Forgiveness is not easy
And not for everyone
Don’t wait until query
What have I done?
It is late and yet cannot sleep
For when I close my very eyes
A face into my dreams does seep
And from me emmits my sighs.
The hour grows very late
But if I dare to succumb
Then morning I shall hate
To see the rising sun.
In my dreams is where we meet
And there is where I feel his lips
And know a kiss that starts so sweet
But then it is his neck that feels the nips.
In dreams I feel full of fire
And wonder if this is real?
Wonder as I am full of desire
How does he really feel?
Does he dream of me as well?
Does he wonder what it means
Or does the thought make him quell
As he is dreaming the scenes?
I want to feel his touch
Experience his passion
Beyond any as such
Before or after a fashion.
He is the one I want
Yet distance does divide
And dreams of him does haunt
Even during my waking side.
I cannot wait 'til the day
I get to be in his arms
For there I will get to lay
And be mesmerized by his charms.
That will surely be the day
That I anxiously await
To see if with me he will stay
Or the sight of me will he hate?
Chills run up my spine
Whenever she is near
Shivers are present
When her voice I hear
Trembling from her sight
I will glance away
Ice runs through her veins
Is what they all say
I want to stay far
But close do I stay
She is so frigid
For warmth I do pray
No more Hate
It makes me sad
to know how much hate
the world has bred
by shutting love's gate.
There has been war
sadness, anger and tears
our home has become
a place filled with fears.
God created us
and this he knows
love is needed
wherever life grows.
A little love
is never hard to give
but man has forgotten
what it means to live.
Love is something
we should always cherish
for wherever it grows
hate shall perish.
Just open your heart
and see it fly
it shall cover the earth
and fill the sky.
It is not lost
but just not found
we need to find it
and turn the world around.
Fill it with love
instead of hate
let's find the key
to open love's gate.
HOW DO I HATE YOU? LET ME COUNT THE WAYS
I bent down, plucked a rose and arose
“my dear” said I with sincerity
“my heart is open to you and will never close”
now, so many years later, I write to you with only *enmity
we strolled the boardwalk by the sea
a daisy of a day impossible to duplicate
people on the shore envied you and me
but now I write you with utter hate
you took me on a yacht and sailed to Belize
at least that's what you promised to do
instead you dropped me off in a frigid deep freeze
and that's why I have nothing but disgust for you
you took me to see the fireworks up in a amethyst sky
and yet my eyes were trained on how wondrous our future could be
for a year we lived like lovers until I found out your love was a lie
and since you still have a pulse i'd like you to know you repulse me
The governments are fighting.
They're handing us their guns.
Which one will we call evil
and will ours be the ones?
Our enemies a soldier
who's married with a child
who's fighting for their country
for fear that it has riled.
Their leader is a danger
of everything we know,
but when they start to mimic;
we'll shoot them full of CROW!
the modern minuet*
they're dying in Africa
people starving again
global warming is everywhere
and hate is engrained
the Sunnis hate the Shiites
the Shiites hate the Jews
the Jews hate all Muslims
and on goes the news
the EU is pissed at Greece
Greece in same boat with Spain
want to voyage to the Americas
and start all over again
the hackers hate governments
the governments hates the press
the press fuels the citizens
and citizens hate the rest
They're dying in Africa,
there's still strife in Iran.
What we don't do to nature,
will be done to our fellow man.
© Goodguysoul 2015-01-24
Why do people tell untruths,
And lie about their neighbors,
Spinning tales of guilt and shame.
With tongues as sharp as sabers?
Why spend the time alotted you,
Causing undue anguish 'mongst,
Your friends and close relations?
For one lie just begets one more,
And then the ball starts rolling,
And soon you've told so many lies,
The thing just won't quit growing;
And lies don't just produce more lies,
Oh No, there's that and more,
There's Hate for all the things you said,
And then Revenge for sure;
So lies are not just little things,
They hurt whoever's mentioned.
It doesn't really matter,
What at first was your intention;
For words have power, don't forget,
So guard your tongue with care,
For once the words have passed your lips,
It's said for foul or fair;
And life is such a fleeting thing,
Each day that passes, forfeit.
We really can't afford to waste,
One single, precious moment.
"TO HATE IS TO BE A LIAR, TO SLANDER IS TO BE A FOOL."
"WHEN A GOOD MAN SPEAKS, HE IS WORTH LISTENING TO BUT THE WORDS OF FOOLS ARE A DIME A DOZEN."
Where there is beauty
Much hate lies
The love given freely
For same another dies.
I don't understand
Why you hate me so
I didn't do anything
But I always let it go.
I'm tired of letting you
Push me around
You've hurt my emotions
And run my life to the ground.
I wanted to stop fighting
Really, I did
But you always had to hate me
And act like a little kid.
I'm sorry if the truth hurts
Stop getting mad at me
You seem to love picking fights with me
I say, "please, just let it be!"
I'm sorry if you don't like him
I don't feel the way you do
I don't care if you hate him
He's for me and not for you.
I SPEAK TO SAY FREUD COULDN'T FIGURE OUT THIS FREAK
My meandering mind beseeches me to speak
While my body bespeaks of it being weak
My brain has become both numb and recalcitrant
And if the truth be known I am a malcontent
I used to have the capability to compute important things
I knew how much change to get when the cash register rings
Now my intellect and intelligence are both null and void
Sh*t, I’d perplex the hell out of even Sigmund Freud
I am irreverent, a rebel and a reprobate
I cannot love so I latch on to hate
Hatred comes easy for a man consumed by regret
Haunted by the travesties I’ve caused and cannot forget
I hate all the people who say “no” to my request
I hate each person who won’t do something at my behest
I hate all the people who hate me for being what I am
And being consumed by hate is from where my problems all stem
I hate all the women who beg “I love you but change”
I hate all the men who are correct when they label me strange
My muddled mind says “speak” yet and still I remain mute
And of the fact that I’m f*cked up there is no ****ing dispute
© 2012…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
So much hurt hatches a darkness so deep;
Messes the mind till there is no light left.
Leave thoughts groping for an arm to seize.
It burns every bridge of reason with revenge.
The mind consoles the soul with justice
After each aftermath. Pushing the being
To lengths too long for reason to run.
Its recall fixes the wheels for the hunt.
It gets so deep, more than the soul is lost.
Friends get hurt and new knives take form.
It now becomes a flight of endless fight.
When equity is served, some push it ‘side.
Many men will hate me for shining light on this touchy subject
And women will inevitably want to throw me under a bus
But as sure as a virus is the root of a pandemic
This subject has breached our hull and is now leaking into us
Was it not inevitable this would happen to a culture?
Like roving hoards and idealogy will subjugate the weak
Our religion, arts, and cultural stories now eclipsed by flashy images
And our perceptions of who we are now come from commercial TV
I can image what it was like to be viewed as a witch on trial
And I realize I’m opening myself to the most soul-withering scrutiny
But most every man you meet has struggled with this very issue
And the long and short of this message is this is not about me
Perhaps my fear of women fuels my longing for power
And in this fantasy world nothing ever goes wrong for me
Or perhaps I should say that’s true until the show is over
Then I drown my empty feeling in the asylum of sleep
There are women I know, cherish and respect in my own way
Who I would not touch if I could, because they are my friends
But when I see these women performing these acts on video
It will make me sad because somewhere, someone cherishes them
I can imagine the judgment from those now reading this message
And the chasm of alienation caused by this impossible fantasy world
Propaganda so sophisticated even the Nazis would be jealous
Incinerating the innocence of so many boys and girls
With every view, these women are banished further away from me
But is it possible that all along that was my very goal?
I don’t understand them, and they don’t understand me
And sometimes I have to wonder if I hate their very souls
Then I think of women that inspire me like Shakespeare
Who I would without hesitation give my life to save theirs
Then I wonder if their man has his own hidden porno stash
And is imprisoning their ‘lady’ in a cell of hopeless fears
I do not wish to plant a seed of doubt in the minds of women
For many men say they do not find pornography appealing
In many cases I guess these guy’s brains are wired differently
And regarding this widespread religion, I think many are not even lying
I hear you beg, I hear you sing
"I'll stop the world and melt with you."
It sounds to me more of whining
"Please stay, I can't live without you."
Yeah I heard you, I heard you scream
Uttered good things and bad things too
And your love was just like a dream
And a beautiful nightmare too
We start and stop and start again
And a few times we called it quits
Keep on counting from one to ten
And you say love is what love spits
Vicious cycle of love and hate
I refuse to be part of it
But you insist that it's our fate
Your sweet words really taste like shit
The angst I'm trying to supress
Same as what you freely express
Bile's what I see when you undress
My bitch mode on button, don't press
Your so-called charm, so corrosive
Your so-called wit, not impressive
Daily default mode, offensive
Now I know why you're defensive
You don't know when and how to quit
With your ill ways and your ill wit
Stop saying love is what lies spit
Lie after lie, you don't admit
EVERYTHING IS EVERYTHING
I hate everything
all the disappointments life can bring
i hate looking back to childhood
and all the friends i once thought were good
i hate everything on this earth
nothing to me has any value or worth
all i ever hear are excuses and lies
and nothing horrid is ever a surprise
guess what, they give and then they take away
and i can't believe anything anyone has to say
they tell me sequins are a diamond ring
and that's why i hate everything
the only thing that will end my tears
is the cometh of my unbearable years
i used to take comfort when i heard a church choir sing
but now i simply hate everything
(c) 2012 PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
THE REASONS I HATE SOME SEASONS
Surrender your soul to the seasons
give your heart to the spring
surrender your soul for so many reasons
flowers to come and some to bring
retreat from the seasons and let them rule
let winter roar like the lion it can be
everyone knows the winter can be cruel
but no one knows better than me
I surrender my soul each time theirs ice
and snow piles up except on the subway grating
i'm just standing on the corner trying to discern the price
watching for the man, watching and for too long waiting
surrender to the seasons your sacred soul
because the winter's too cold and the summer's too hot
now you have a brand new and illicit goal
since you surrendered to that very first shot
© copy write PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Has to be damn hot for me to complain
But just a little too cold and I’m in pain
My age probably may plays a part, I know
Didn’t bother me a long time ago
It makes no difference what is the reason
Can’t stand the cold of the winter season
So when I retired we traveled around
A warm winter place was finally found
Arizona is home for half the year
Lot of warm sunshine as most days are clear
Back in Washington State it’s wet and cold
Day after day of that really gets old
We’re Snowbirds because we avoid the cold
By going south before winter take hold
We’ve been doing this now for fifteen years
Still anxious to leave when departure nears
The freeze has brought them to a winters night
they' ve made themselves, forgetting what is right,
and they can see their children cry
but not a one will reason why,
nor think upon enough to see the light.
There's no repent for killing that's been done
and no resistance to it going on,
just hate on hate that only grows,
the hint of peace that never shows,
with lots of blame, enough for everyone.
And to this chaos, we have layed the way
for men of opportunity to play
and build their fortunes from it all
while winter makes its deathly call,
and brings another dark and longest day.
The heros are not known, til dies are cast
til all is layed away into the past,
and truth is what a baby hears
but layed to rest in later years,
and right is not defined until the last.
Look into my heart, Oh Lord,
See who I truly am,
For You alone can know it,
Can truly understand.
Be a lamp unto my feet,
A sword to thwart my foe,
Light the corners of my mind,
Where fear and hate can grow.
Enter my mind and lock it`s door,
To hate and lust and pride,
Arm me with Your mighty Word,
And be my faithful guide.
Show me where my true faults lie,
And help me make it right,
That I may come before Your throne,
Acceptable in Your sight.
the Magi travels on the web
deftly legging at the lines
crawling around like tide and ebb
leaving gifts brushing those confines
there is wonder there, to partake
there are sightings, so exquisite
things seen clearly, or opaque
discerning is the only requisite
information and loaded emotion
moving images of hate and love
surfing past advertised promotions
the trick is just to take hold of
what the Magi drop in plain sight
secrets both known, and obscure
love can be heard in sound bites
but hate, nearby will always allure
just ignore hate that always shouts
listening only for quiet whispers
the Magi's magic is now and hereabout
imagining images of peace in pictures
magnetically pulled positive or naught
what is sought, so will be found
love you, others, too love free thought
surf linked web without going aground
gifted fob to keep your time clasped
as you give freely of your own time
the Magi's link finally is grasped
love for each other, sweetly sublime
© Goode Guy 2011-11-20