Beaten Up Poems | Examples

Soulmate

here my soul calls out to yours
waiting for you to open the door 
and somewhere deep down in your core
I’m sensing that you’re looking for more

what is love? who really knows
because as they say, anything goes
maybe it’s a thorny rose
maybe it’s a heart that froze

all I know is I’ve been waiting
I’ve given up on online dating
but this much is very clear
i feel that you’re very near

I wonder how we’ll end up meeting
I’m thinking about our first greeting
the universe hears me pleading
“where are you?” I keep repeating

I’ll try to let down my guard
but my heart has been pretty scarred
beaten up like an old birthday card 
thrown around with no regard

but that’s okay because you know why?
no matter how many times I’ve cried
or how many times I listened to lies
this sh*t really only made me wise

I think that’s all I have to say
at least til I meet you anyway
I’ll wait for you to open the door
and tell me to finally be yours

Swagger

It was the age of the mini skirt beauties
it was the time of 'anything goes'
but his swagger personality is hypnotic
and i'm drawn,  to this retro, spy show.

so far, only watched one ,two and now three
it's entertaining me while i'm not well
he's had three girlfriends swooning already
he's a 'love & leave them'  type guy, l can tell.

He was a handsome , tough,  cigarette chain smoker
gets beaten up, l guess more times than he'd like
but as cool and laid back than the baddies

 he's McGill , Man in a Suitcase, called Mike

Peggy Gets Sent to the Principal

Peggy had never been a fighter or a scrapper or such
But she got tired of being teased by a bully named Hutch
He called her names, and pulled her pigtails too
This happened many days in a row, possibly twenty-two

Peggy finally had had it; she gave him as good as he got.
Punched him so hard, his nose released a keg full of snot
The other kids watched in horror; they were terrified of him.
He had already beaten-up Dickie, Tommy, Jerry and Jim.

The teacher had never seen a girl stand up to a bully this way.
When Peggy landed on him, she wanted to yell “hooray”.
But instead, she had to send her to the principal’s office to think.
So, you finally took on Hutch the bully, he said, with a wink.

That's A Hero

Struggling parents skipping meals so their children
can eat,
good Samaritans pulling someone from a burning
vehicle by a highway or street.
Police, military, some fallen in a firefight saving
other's lives,
firefighters going into an inferno rescuing people
out of a high rise,
that's a hero.

A work-weary single parent rewarded with their
small children's love,
praying for a raise gazing out the window
far above.
Blood donors answering the call to step up
during a critical need,
environmentalists' earth honoring creed,
that's a hero.

Two elderly men in 2023 quietly standing
up for unborn babies in front of a Baltimore
Planned Parenthood beaten up by a hater,
with their broken bones and bruises came
back to the abortion clinic four days later.
A lone swimmer saves two drowning people,
so brave,
barely makes it back to shore, but silently
watches EMTs give care to those he saved.
People standing tall for what is right,
can sleep well under God in the night.
Heroes don't hesitate-
their adrenaline surges, then they go,
that's a hero. ~

Fred is always Ready for Fisticuffs

Fred is always ready for fisticuffs
Any excuse to get even for sighs and huffs
Has bruised many knuckles to prove this to you
Daily has at least one fight, and sometimes two.

Jailed in ’92 when his best friend was dead.
We were not sure it was even good ole Fred
Could not prove it was him, I guess.
Used to get beaten up regularly by his sister Tess.

The Lost Baby Doll Ld

(this is a true story, mine ) 

When I was just a tot, my tonsils got infected all the time  
so my parents took me to the hospital right on time 
All I could remember was a majestic doll with a pretty face  
and eyes that opened and closed, with a hat of pretty lace 

As he scooped me in his arms he gave me this doll 
so I carried it with me everywhere I went, she was tall  
but one day I fell asleep on the sidewalk, cause for alarm 
still the doll was tucked safely under the crook of my arm 

When I awoke the doll was gone, for years I did pine  
and I wept bitterly for that doll that once was mine 
a few years later as I grew grew up one day,  
I found it sitting on the curb waiting for garbage day 

It was all beaten up dirty, with missing limbs  
and suddenly my memory dims 
Was this the same doll dad gave me ? 
I had to be !  It had to be ! 

Although the years did pass, my memory is like a feather      
light and airy, like my dolly and I never could, forget her.

Queueing For Busses

Queueing for busses
Even though not going far
Been queueing for busses
Ever since I sold the car.
I still can’t believe
What a bus passenger hears.
What have i been missing
For all of those years?
 
I sit there quietly
Occupying my place
Trying go maintain
An unmoving face.
I hear about adultery
Uninhibited sex
Heaven only knows 
What I’ll hear next.

Delinquent children
Beaten up wives.
Don’t people these days
Lead such disjointed lives.
The best are young women
On their mobile phones. 
They seem to think
They're in worlds of their own

Yet they all seem to speak
In a manner so loud
As if they are fighting 
The noise from a crowd.
Admissions of guilt,
After fun filled nights,
Lurid descriptions
Of esoteric sights,

Three in a bed romps,
Translucent underwear,
Just some of the things heard
While quietly sitting there. 
Sometimes I’ve  travelled 
miles further than I intended
Just to hear how
A good story ended

Queueing for busses
Even though not going far
Been queueing for busses
Ever since I sold the car.
I still can’t believe
What a bus passenger hears.
What have I been missing
For all of those years?

My Timeworn Castle

I stood silent, gazing at the dilapidated walls of this beaten up edifice,

Stiff and frozen, I could see the colours were fading, no sheen, no grace,

The green leaves of the older trees, masking the mature walls with deep furrows,

The rain, insignificantly, left behind a blemish, still beauty could not vitate.

The aged worn out castle still sings lullaby for the little girl in me,

The cool wrap of that long lost full moon, stil lulls me to sleep,

The memories of the adolescence, the cheer on the pink face,

I stood silent, bedraggled feet, heart heavy, eyes drooping to weep. 


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Orangutan If That Is How You Spell It

Acting like the man around an orangutan 
beaten up so badly they wheel you in a pram 
remember yesterday both your broken legs could stand 
Acting like the man whose day hasn’t gone to plan!

Tear It Apart

Go on break its heart, don't be shy, ask it why
was it said in that way and not another?
Or maybe why the hell you even said that anyway?
A poem enters a boxing ring
gets beaten up, yet in the end
the loser is a winner,
the pummeling has changed its shape.
A seagull poops on your head,
kind of funny, everyone grins.
An eighteen-wheeler jackknives,
no one is hurt, poop does not kill,
but you're a poet, some kind of genius,
so you write about slippery bird guano
on a wet road,
a truck hydroplaning,
cars bursting into flames,
a trucker dying of colon cancer
long after that fatal accident.
Misery and joy must be manipulated
then handcuffed together.
You publish the deranged thing -
your mistake,
it's just another aberration of your nervous system.
Then you wait for some wiseass
to tear it apart,
and it serves you right.

For Me My Love

For me my love
you are the one

though life has had its ups and down
you are the smile that stops my frowns
when life has beaten us around
you are the one that stays around

you are the smile that stops my frowns 
when I am beaten up with fear
convinced no love for me is there
when life has beaten us around

For me my love you are the one
you are the smile that stops my frowns
you are the joy beneath my crown
when life has beaten us around
you are the one

you are the one
For me my love 

(Meditative ballad)

Helicopter Logic

Over the past two weeks
I've seen people held against their will
heard their desperate cries to be rescued
watched them be shut up-beaten up- blown up
I've watched them plummet from the undercarriage of a rescue plane..
and just today,  i watched two men-ropes around necks
dangling lifeless below the bottom of a helicopter

Over the past two weeks 
i saw millions of people 
go from taking small sips of freedom 
for the past twenty Years
to gulping down terror by the bucket full...
but the most disturbing thing 
is that despite all the heartache- humiliation- 
misery rape and death..
there is still one man on this planet
who thinks that the whole damn thing was a smashing success...
and he can't remember why.

Friendly Advice Not To Be Striked By Life

Don't be ignorant, arrogant.
           aggressive...
           Because you can spend your life 
           getting beaten up
           due to your procedures...
           Not from me, but from life itself...!

Sister Nigeria Bleeds

I got up this morning 
The sky stained with blood/
Searching for the answer/
Brothers & sisters from Nigeria screamed for help/

The Eagle has fallen from the sky/
It wings have been broken/
It feathers show misery/
The beauty of democracy has faded away/

Welcome to mother Africa/
Where citizens are beaten up/ 
Standing up for thy right/
Gun sounds make them afraid

My heart bleeds for sister Nigeria 
Blood are seen on her skirts/
Her legs are opened for brutality/
She has been raped for practicing democracy/

I can't stop weeping for Nigeria/
She is swimming in the pool of blood/
The white strip in her flag/
Has been darkened red/

On her skin, I see bruises/
Her land can't flourish peace/
Her eyes can't stop bleeding/
My fingers are shivering while typing.

Ragged Sinner Forgiven-

Worn strung out shoelaces; 
Hostile human remains;
With ceramic faces; 
I'm withdrawing; 
Beaten up by the law;
Where is your God;
Help us all;
Replace my shoes; 
With the wing around my neck;
Gives me purpose;
He's tested the sweat of my feet;
He says I'm a sinner forgiven;
Mercy's Grace has risen;



8/18/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020

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