Anti Bullying Poems | Examples of Anti Bullying Poetry

There was an older man who was not very liked. He sits and draws cartoon characters based on his childhood abusers, often saying their names out loud. He remembers people who have passed away and calls them "bastards." He sometimes feels like crying but holds back, worried he might not like the taste of his tears. "his...

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For those that still doubt the stupidity of AI detectors. In this poem just change the word "half" in line 18 to "58%" and paste each in an AI detector (e.g. scribbr.com or quillbot.com) you will be amazed how AI just with that substitution magicaly changed its judgement from "58% AI detected" to "100% human". ••••••••••••••••••••••••••• We...

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Shield the children do not use them as shields-problem solved...

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The Pleasure Remembered. I saw her in a cafe yesterday; years had not been kind to her her hair was matted, her skin was dry, and her lips were a sullen grimace, not quite hiding her miss- coloured teeth. Once, we slept entwined. I kissed the body and often burrowed my head in her honey pot and drank her love...

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Despite your intelligence mimicry, You still come far short in your gimmickry, Throwing down the drains fine masterpieces, Flushed away as a fresh bout of faeces. Nights without sleep to pen wonders on sheet, Yet a lame detector brands one a cheat, An app claiming to be a true genius ~ Is far from being labeled ingenious. How long will your pretence rule...

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When chains do bind a body tight, It may one day be freed with might. The tyrants know this truth too well, So books they craft where thoughts do dwell. With words they tie the innocent mind, Their subtle tools, so cruel, yet kind. Each nerve within the soul they bind, And soon the body’s trapped, confined. No freedom shall that...

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The classroom is a quiet forge, and I, a blade in silent fire— shaped by care, tempered in calm, honed to serve a brighter purpose. But into this heatswept chamber she storms, a tempest cloaked in titles— her words the hammer’s fall, striking without measure, without proof. She holds a flame to my calm steel, asking why I do not sparkle like she: “Why do...

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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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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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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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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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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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