Best Backhanded Poems
Backhanded Apology...Sorry if I upset you,
I really didn’t mean it
Actually, I meant it
Until I saw it upset you,
Now I’m sorry you are
Upset by my words
But I got them said,
Which I intended to do....
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Categories:
backhanded, feelings, humorous, irony, spoken
Form:
Light Verse
Cold As Ice...She tells warm lies through lips cool as frost,
while her eyes cast frigid glares.
Her backhanded barbs, sharp as steel,
strike like ice crystals in your heart.
Infidelity coats upon her like a s......
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Categories:
backhanded, love
Form:
Free verse
The Monster You Dread...THE MONSTER YOU DREAD
i can’t handle rejection,
the unhug of perfection.
a piercing scream of perplexion —
my complexion streaked
grouted and piqued.
i backhanded you by
closing the splint......
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Categories:
backhanded, childhood, emotions,
Form:
Rhyme
To Unwrap Tomorrow...A festered quelling of song
Tasting broths of ritualistic intent
Evermore
Nevermore
Can epiphany’s silent facade
Hold me down
Ever
Again
A war of hellos
Goodbyes
I miss you
“Please......
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Categories:
backhanded, growth, life, society,
Form:
Free verse
Silversmith of Dream...Dreams frolic
in the basket of the mind.
Like Easter eggs on Sunday grass,
pastel hands for slowing time.
A misty- trusting face,
just beyond the frosted......
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Categories:
backhanded, easter, faith, introspection, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Good Morning Good Night...good morning
good night
i walked the shadows of hidden meadows until there was a sign to the right,
you were bathing in the light, then it all fell flat
good morning
good night
ride a......
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Categories:
backhanded, art, beauty, conflict, dream,
Form:
I Am...A believer in God
killing babies fun fun fun
rape, well I blame all sides
Forgive
my hate
and ignorance
and silence when it maters
I have traveled no where
have no conscience
love those ......
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Categories:
backhanded, america,
Form:
Free verse
Reset...Abuse, of any kind, is unacceptable no matter what “good” comes from it.
Abusive, you
Lyrically expendable
You set my heart ablaze
At the peak of your animosity
Your apologies lin......
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Categories:
backhanded, abuse, anger, birth, conflict,
Form:
Free verse
Dream Bug...
"Dream Bug"
Hour glass
rainbows sparkling
crystal grainy rapids
sliding intrepidly through life’s fingers
their coloured sands speak in to......
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Categories:
backhanded, dark, psychological, romance,
Form:
Free verse
Politics - Time To Change...Privately educated, privileged backgrounds .……no problem per se …….…but ......we're led by these plum in mouth toffs by the troughful.…... their snouts in the pockets of the electorate, creaming the ......
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Categories:
backhanded, political,
Form:
Prose
Eyes Smoldering...Drunk, and his eyes smoldering,
and that’s what she hated,
drinking and he became a monster alcohol created,
he rammed into her,
a string of spit,
after the hit,
stretched across his mouth,
th......
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Categories:
backhanded, people, sad
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Take Time...I dont know where to start
I dont even know what to say
I even dont know how to put these words in a phrase
Yet one thins is for sure, our friendship is made not by accidents but by choice we made......
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Categories:
backhanded, farewell, friendship,
Form:
Ode
An Ceiling...We cut out our windows so they'd match the pattern in the stars we'd fall asleep looking at
screaming your name over and over only produced tears and a ruptured larynx
Whispering it only tore down ......
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Categories:
backhanded, heartbreak, heartbroken, high school,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Queen Anne's Revenge...wishing he had sung his prayers last night
from both ends to the middle
fell to the ground in adoration
tore a wake through the ink stains
but not from satisfaction
plastic Jesus hold my head
a......
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Categories:
backhanded, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
Aussie Joe Crow...The black
crow sat on the
stump out front,
The old man heartily
swore,
He said you aint a
cunny funt,
Followed by the 12
guage roar,
Feathers flew and a
cold wind it blew,
And the cancer......
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Categories:
backhanded, adventure,
Form:
Rhyme