Anti Bullying Poems | Examples of Anti Bullying Poetry

Her beauty turned to malison and woe, As ladies, envious, scorn her radiant face, Their hearts, inclined to rivalry, bestow, A bitter enmity, her charm’s disgrace. The world casts down her fortune with its spite, Her colleagues seethe when she but speaks to one, The officers and ministers, not right, Exploit her grace, their honor left...

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They told him, “Boys don’t cry or feel,” “Stand tall, be hard, and never kneel.” So he learned young to wear a mask, To fake the strength they dared to ask. He bit his tongue, he clenched his jaw, Afraid to show a single flaw. And every tear he held inside Just made him hollow, made him hide. They praised him when he...

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I feel maybe I hadn't chosen My dream of studying abroad with lots of sacrifices and restless body I still end up being miserable Abroad makes you thirsty for money Where you quench it by slowly Killing your health and body Is it possible to go back ? My heart always plead me I smile gently and...

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Poetry is my passion, Empathy is part of my job; it is a deliberate choice. We just must tell the stories of others Who can’t defend themselves? He is an unpopular character, this old man, Who sits and draws cartoon characters Of all his childhood abusers, While blasting their names....

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In the name of peace I will put you against a wall, shoot you blue green and yellow with my paint until you a white flag of surrender I will paint blood dripping red paint on your for hire a plane, the one that dropped a bomb In a café in Gaza We know where the plane's pilot lives. If that doesn't...

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I want to buy a wardrobe, And in it I place my name In the top left corner Of its darkest spot. I want to buy a wardrobe And in it put a billion chambers, To keep my name safe From vultures aimed To pounce tiger like And tear it into pieces. I want to hide my name, From the sadistic...

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**I.** Does my radiance scorch your comfort? Does my presence rattle your idols? You call me delusional— Yet tremble when I speak without chains. **II.** You offer pills like prayers, not to heal, but to silence. Still I rise, voice unmuted, confessing only that I am whole. **III.** ...

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Presence of you ignites my heart with joy, If you go out of sight it makes me sad. This bond between us always brings me joy, The world will try to break our steadfast bond By phone we share some talks of daily life, And they do keep a watch on all our deeds, To save...

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If she was the one who unbuttoned her blouse first, who closed the door, who whispered “Come on, don’t be shy,” and still—he said no. If she was the one who laid herself bare, threw herself at him like a dare in a quiet room—was he man enough to say he didn’t want it? To...

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A wolf snake trying to hide itself under quilt rainy days wish...

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Horn Music In the late forties and middle fifties horn music and military marches tunes were often parlayed in the town's park and we lived nearby and bore the brunt of this noisy music to complain was not easy as the music was seen as an expression of freedom chasing the German army out of our cherished country, admittingly with...

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America the place Ice feels immigrants should be erased Lady Liberty welcome Constitution says stay Washington wants to put the immigrants away Immigrants have a right It’s turned into a plight Immigrant’s rights went from bright to dark Leaving a disgrace mark They want to live and pursue What are they to do? The constitution is the thing Washington wants the departure sling America spells opportunity The taste of...

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I am he who says goodnight. Don't take me for a label. At least I'm from a time when thought, Use portents undue fable. Vuck doors and rules to hide lyrics lying for a sadist, Lest the sense of selves perchance; employ spells of'n alchemist. I invoke the inner man. I invoke to see that who wants for...

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Tonight I cried. The silence after giving was louder than my music ever dared to be. Six cards, six names—none turned toward me. I asked why. The void answered with its back. Tonight I walked into the open like a soldier with no armor. The wind was a warning. The world—cold, familiar....

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demise of my horses I had been away for a few days visiting an aunt in Cascais on returning home my three stone horses are gone a cheerless hole where they  had been tethered Widening the  road, they said for this beauty must go the enlarged road can carry more and more cars until the enlarged road is too small, they decide to build a motorway  with toll booth The...

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