Best Blaming Poems

If I blamed someone
For the things that I have done
Does it truly make it better?
Does it make it make the deed undone?

And if I blamed someone
For the pain that they have caused;
Does it justify my actions?
Does it justify my thoughts?

Or does the blame fall to...

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Blaming the white men
Is the idea, the insane ideas
That many of you have in your eyes
In your head and in your brain.

You’re scared of the truth
You’re playing the ugly lute
The sad refrain that you ought to forget
To exterminate and to obliterate
FYI, the white men are...

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It is unfathomable to me how people can get hooked on video games
until it happens to me, and of course, it does as I have an
obsessive compulsive side thanks to my dad.

It is unconscionable to me that anyone can live like a hoarder until
I start...

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The moon was shining brightly
Hand in hand we strolled the shore
Holding each other tightly
Gently lowered me to the floor

His hands had no inhibitions
Touching more than was permitted
Sending waves of pleasure
To places I didn't know existed 

Again the moon is shining
As we walk along the shore
Looking down at my...

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life hands out marbles
I swallow mine on purpose
clogging my body
loudly choking and screaming
blaming everyone else now...

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im sick of blaming me for what i do
this time i won't be stopped from blaming you
You feel no guilt, blame or shame
But expect me to feel my part all the same
I make mistakes and errors, true
But you weren't perfect and an apologies overdue
I can...

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He was the first pyromaniac cat I had ever met.
Some said he was too focused, too intense.
I thought he was brilliant, and yet….
I was terrified of his logic, it made lots of sense.

He had quite a following, I joined his cult right away.
He had barrels...

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Imperfect and tainted, accusations enters one's mind
                vividly actions create reactions. Misleading someone to
               accepts one's...

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Oppressed and suppressed
Facing hate speech
Rude snarky remarks
Unsympathetic sympathies
Bully laughs
Bizarre comments
Negative feedback.
Note.Victim Blaming is common in Pakistan.
Stop meddling and mind your own business....

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First we blamed the bully, for being hateful and unkind
Then we blamed the shooter, because there's something wrong with his mind
Then we blamed the parents, they raised him to be this way
Then we blamed the video games, violence is a price we'll have to pay
Blaming...

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Keep on blaming and cheating
It is annoying, and disgusting
You always have an excuse
You always want to amuse
Keep on criticizing
Keep on castigating
Put your conscience in the mirror
If you can find it. Check the corridor
To see if it is not running away from you
Pay all debts that...

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I wouldn’t blame you if I died 
I don’t blame you that you’ve lied 
Heck, I wouldn’t even be alive to see the day and the beautiful skies 

I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to cry 
Or if you displayed any anger in your...

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Pull me down
Passed the ground
What's haunting me is so obscene
Hold me down
And toss me around
What's haunting me is so obscene

Carefully executed, you have my head
To you I will never hold the blame
Pefectly articulated, you broke my heart
For you have always been ashamed

Press my chest
You were...

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My candle burns at both ends.
It will not last the night.
But, ah my foes, and oh, my friends,    
it sheds a lovely light.

Author:  Edna Saint Vincent Millay
Her very first published poem…..
“First Fig. “ 
In later years, on to win a Pulizer...

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Approaching winter...

OK, maybe encroaching mid-winter
of life's seasonal span
with resonantly compelling grace,
perhaps even transparent vulnerability,
feels controversial, 
too laissez-faire

Too much courage
in declaring preliminary success
with too little curiosity
about what happens next
on planet Earth

Continuing to revolve all four seasons
dynamics
holistic lenses.

I recall the poet's admonition
to not go quietly
into this winterish
cold...

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