Violence Happy Poems | Violence Poems About Happy

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Details | Free verse |

I Hope You're Happy

I hope you're happy with everything you've achieved.
How does it feel to know you absolutely destroyed someone?
How does it feel knowing you tore down everything she worked so hard to build?
Does it make you happy, knowing she looks in the mirror and questions why someone was so determined to ruin her?
Does it thrill you to the core that you're the one that broke her? Not just her heart, but her body and mind.
Do you find joy in the fact that you stole hers?

When you moved, she flinched, unsure of whether you would be kind or cruel.
When you spoke, she closed her eyes, knowing your words would cloud her eyes.
When you hurled insults at her, she visibly shook, wondering when the verbal hurt would become physical.
Your voice became toxic to her body.
She broke herself trying to please you.
She was never pretty enough, she was never right.
She never listened, she never did a thing for you.
You poisoned her view of herself and you made her believe she will never be good enough.

God, I hope you're happy.
I hope you're happy and free.
Because she's broken and weak. 
And it's all because of you.

Copyright © Cheyenne Ruble | Year Posted 2016



Details | Lyric |

Connect the dots!

Who is responsible 
domestic violence? 
in the home... 

responsible for rape? 
while bullying in schools 
escalates? 

fact anti-social behavior 
begins in the home! 

millions of excuses used 
drugs-sex-mental illness-debt 
alcohol-infidelity-uncompromising 
ass-hole 
why not blame stress! 

to name but a few... 
thats' new, slap on a label 
anti-social cripple 
self centered compelled 
subservient with a death wish 
co-dependant on a mission 

many incapable of raising 
families successfully 
matching crime to criminal 
sooner rather than later 

people who want children 
most should be screened 
the ones that have violent
tendency maybe steralise 
these... 

protect the unborn spirit 
this cycle of perdition 
simply 'cause some can 
protection remains 
the question... 

until we fill up our prisons 
or doctors fill out prescriptions 
or do drugs - prostitution 
or some souls 
simply disappear 

abuse of the sexes disaster 
 children 
lives destined for remand 

some cultures self destructive 
buck the system for a laugh 
self discipline escapes them 
some victims choose suicide 

alternative families to the rescue! 
marriages deplete 
truth uncovered 

primary social group 
breaking down 
mere survival havoc wreaks! 
social injustice 
social acceptance 
to live in a relationship 
without independence? 

when we break the cycle? 
we immerge stronger- 
children safer 
home wreckers 
so yesterday 
some sexual couples 
complete disasters 

I deserve a happy life 
a happy life I've got 
living without violence 
is where we all need to start 

repeat not the acts of 
your fore mothers forefathers 
the violence does not work 

mental physical verbal abuse 
is a hostile mind at work 
he's weak disqualified from life 

primal evil reactivated strife 
programmes of violence repeated 
not strong enough in mind deleted 

disrespected, feared, without 
honor in most cases cannot repair 

don't be a victim, of archaic hatred 
suffer little children NOT! 
this world though numb 
Is nevertheless disgusted 

authorities ears to the ground 
we have heard your cries aloud 
take it from one who knows 
let all that s@%t go! 

don't repeat their mistakes 
look inside make new choices 
you decide fill your life with 
love... 

...or misery will connect the dots 

Copyright © Eileen R. Kelly | Year Posted 2007

Details | Dramatic Verse |

Trigger Happy



When she picked up her first gun,
she felt sheer exhilaration
When she took the first shot,
she felt supreme elation
She craved caressing the cold power
in her hand
She loved pressing the trigger
again and again
Metal orgasm was better than human
Trigger happy ...
99 luft balloons
Hair trigger emotions
sing a gravedigger tune
Anger her and she will flat blast you;
try to pleasure her,
and she’ll disdainfully tell you 
what her gun lover can do
Trigger happy ... 
the aroma of gunsmoke 
makes her smile,
and tingle inside so much
Hair trigger reactions,
911 millimeter response bolt action
Her hero lover is too hot to touch
She covets unleashing the smoking power
with either hand
She loves pressing the trigger
again and again and again


Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017



Details | Free verse |

Happy Snowflake Pretty Dance

At the first sign of life
Pull the plug
Why should it begin at birth
Why not conception
It is hard to swallow wisdom
Reason gets in the way of thinking
Do you have something for indigestion
And thirst for knowledge my savage friend
Something sharp and penetrating
A quick easy fix to take a life
Take it happy snow flake pretty
Dancing with a knife

Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2017