Best Abusive Poems

There was a fussy bovine named Flossy
who was snooty and always so bossy
her udders would droop
when she took a poop
She bellowed until her eyes got glossy

Flossy had teeth like a barracuda
Her biting habit just made her ruder
She's not very sharp
She spit when she'd harp
So I...

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She was lost and cried all night, heart broken and sad
Old wounds ached from countless jagged scars and flaws
It was an evil monster, abusive and powerfully bad
From its sadistic, tormenting ways, never did it pause

How had she become completely blinded by its charm
Raspy whispers in...

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Blackened and bruised she sits in a corner cowering and fears for her life
her husband once again is on the rampage to beat up his wife
The children scared and crying sent to their room  
scared and confused at their mother's impending doom
She hears his...

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All men (the loser boyfriends/husbands) think that it's their right to be physically, mentally, and verbally abusive toward their female companions (girlfriends/wives), well they're wrong. Most guys are always beating their girlfriends/wives up every single day just because they didn't make their men dinner, do...

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My husband is a drunkard and abusive

Fuming……
Fight is a daily bread in my marriage,
I also lost a tooth in the process,
My body is mountain of bruises,
Blue-yes are like permanent makeup on my face,
I concluded that marriage is good for nothing,
He come home drunk in the...

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I shall never forget the day he died
And how I felt deep down
In the pit of my stomach
A complex man does not excuse
Or explain how he treated me.
Abusive fathers remain for a lifetime
Never going away
Leaving scars in the mind
That seldom entirely hide themselves
But emerge from...

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she didnt want to live in fear 
so the smoke filled up the air 
from the gun that she just shot 
as the bullet pierced his heart 
they say love hurts and it is true 
but when someone turns on you 
and your life is...

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Cold case lover, how I loved you so!
You always mattered
But, you never believed me!
You were my every desire
You were everything to me!
Looking through your eyes
Jaded with jealousy and envy
You laid your hands upon me
Acting out your emotional
And bitter pain
“Why were you so mean spirited?"
“Who messed...

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You still frighten me Ciro Gargano the way you control city officials after committing arson murders of 8 fire chief gene kalinowski was great in calling in that favour even though you and my abusive ex husband torched that tailor shop loading the fabric racks...

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 I am at the midst;
A the way she so insist;
Adrift your sarcasms;
This jaunt reaction;
I’m sorely displeased;
On how you verbally abuse me;

Alas you’re not raising a baby;
I’m a grown man,  I know what I am;

12/23/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
Vaasokht verse...

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How can I bear your critical tongue?
How can I tolerate your devastating dialect?
How shall I handle your shattering mockery?
How might I keep breathing while you remain cold!!!
Quite cold! Colder than a storm of ice!
Oh how brutal oh how severe!
 How careless… 
YOU! Have become just...

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Growing up was tough
This isn't a bluff
I only made it with persistence
It would have been easier with assistance

My Dad wasn't a Dad
He was violent more than a tad
Thing swung, mainly emotions and fists
Things were hurt, mainly feelings and wrists

My Mother wasn't a Mother
She was more...

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Do it have to take violence for me to stay with you?
or is violence all you know?
Do you see me as a puppet?
just play with the strings whenever you like?
or your just scared of being alone.

Did you forget you feel pain like me?
did you forget...

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Launch the lecture,
tear me down 
to never build me up,
you couldn't build a wall
if a thousand bricks were around.
Time after time,
you watched me fall
as you pushed me over the ledge,
I watched your anger swell.
Living in your shadow
is my personal hell,
memories of a tomorrow
that never came,
I'll...

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I cry for my mother
because that voice, which is like a shear,
presses its blade unto her skin— 
drip — gore oozes from the wound; she doesn’t shed a tear,
but i feel it within.

that voice, which is like a shark,
sinks its teeth around her head—
slowly enough...

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