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Premium Member ChEaTeR wife beater --

wife beater
cheater
a man whom commits domestic violence
against his spouse
or long term female partner in house
Physical abuse by husband or male companion No good cheater
Extreme jealousy
Possessiveness unpredictability
spiting hitting baggy pants
lying cheating man
prideful, denying
bounties full of dissentient
misogynist terrorist 
hypocrite demonic
Wide brim hat sugar daddy
a spoiled mama's boy anti-feminist
a man whose prejudiced against women
 strongly despises and dislikes
a rolling stone, leaving no address he rome
cheater
wife beater


11/13/23
For No 1257 New Poem Only Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand

World Beater

The earth quakes with fear.
It sweats brooks.

My face is made of stone.
One look and you turn to stone.
The fire in my eyes burns forests down.

My kicks are quick as lightning.
I punch like rain; you can't avoid me.
My fists are made of iron.
I don't wait until they get hot to strike.

I break new ground as if it were a nose.
It crunches against my knuckles.

I uppercut deep. Lava gushes on impact.
The earth revolves around me before lying in mire.

It was me against the world.
Now I'm a world beater.

Sweet Beater Love

Love is not fair
Farewell to love bring doom day
Self love is selfish
Selfless love bring doom day
Love is giving yet giving is not love...
Poverty destroy true love yet time can redeem the lost love..
Love is wealth yet wealth is not love....
love is care
love generate hate in the absence of care

#Just_thinking_what_is_true_love


The Beater

A man raises his hand... He Smacks his wife.... 
She cries.. What did I do.... Is this part of life....
Kids walk in... daddy is drunk... where is my mama? 
she's in the trunk... Beating and bloody.....almost dead... 
why did this happen. Something she said!
Mommy was leaving.. Daddy got mad...Now she's gone and were both sad
Daddy took her life... The bottle took his..
Know who's gonna love me and Lil sis

Ghetto Child

Premium Member The Egg Beater

I treated you well, so it’s stumped me
A fat little white dude has dumped me!
For revenge I might bake
Your insides in a cake.
Better run for your life, Humpty Dumpty!

No sunny side up for you, Guy!
Forget about cake; you shall fry.
Your whites and your yolk
I will scramble. No joke!
Tonight, Rotten Egg, you shall die.


An oldie for Brian Strand's the 'ALL YOURS (MAY 20)' Poetry Contest

World Beater

A world beater
A silence eater
You float
Across the sky
High
On the happiness
Left trailing
Behind
Combined
With the efforts
Of others;
Mothers
Fathers
Brought
Freedom
From
The chains
The pains
Of humanity
And cast
A new
Sunlight
Shone
Bright
Upon
Their lives
Cast aside
The misery
Of their existence
And brought
Contentment
Happiness
Calm
Brought
Salvation
A balm
To their souls


Buzzer Beater

"It sure smells like
March Madness in here,"
I offer with a grimace, scanning the
room for the cadaver responsible for the
   acrid cloud of aroma
lingering. If I possessed 
   a machete, I would
lop my own nose off,
but not to spite my face.

As I wonder how paint still
manages to cling to these long
suffering walls, I step into a
brown bag of sweaty
   debris while the host
does his own adept bit of sleepy
   dribbling, that mighty
roar of a snore punctuating
my discontent with affinity.

I try breathing through
my mouth before grabbing a
longneck, tossing it down like a
game-winning three-pointer with
   no time left on--
the clock, on the wall, that’s it! My
   lips drop a doozy of a lie as
I tear past the beached flesh
of my once dynamic friends.

Child Beater

(This is a fictional poem but this really does happen to people.)

I met your son today and I noticed that he has bruises on his skin.
You've been beating on him but you won't do it again.
I was in shock, I couldn't believe what I saw.
You've beat him time and time again and I just called the law.
Your son had tears in his eyes when he said that you beat his mama too.
I was shocked when he said that even after all you've done, he still loves you.
You are disgusting and you've put your family through hell.
But you won't do it again because you'll be in jail.
Beating on your wife and son was a terrible thing to do.
You are a coward and your family will be better off without you.

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