Best Disowned Poems

What else is there left to say
Now that I’ve been disowned?
I can no longer call you my mother
Since this is no longer my home
Why do I stick around
And endure all of this pain?
Because my friends are my only family
That manages to keep me sane
They are...

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A friend gave a Xmas potluck,
I couldn't boil just water.
Took two pies for a buck.
Mother said I'm not her daughter!




















12-17-2020
Contest:Chastushka
Sponsor:Andrea Diectrich...

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Incompitance leading to my failure
Never justified by my right hand
And given the strength
To out do the other man
And bring him down
Just like I was found
With wounds and bleeding scars
As pain to my heart unaided
Left to bleed on my own
Finding out the hard way 
That i...

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Part of me wishes I knew what I've done wrong!
I ask myself everyday why my heart has to be torn in two.
The one thing that means the world to me,
No longer wants me in their life.
I'm toxic and don't know how!
I've worked so hard to...

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How many ‘Likes’ do you have, 
how many following “friends”?
How many empty conversations 
how many times do you  ‘check in’ ?
Walking by that nameless status
disconnected and disowned 
Send me a photo I’ve got a pic 
but not one you’d want mama to see;
Who cares...

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I’ll light new year candles of hope in dismal hearts dark and disowned

December 30, 2018
Syllable count : 16
Checked on howmanysyllable.com...

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I don’t bow to money,
  I don’t bow to fame

I kneel to that one thing,
  that time cannot change

I don’t speak for ‘right,’
  and won’t speak for ‘wrong’

My liege is the truth,
  all court jesters gone

I don’t hope to be knighted,
...

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The grace of god powered with wings
Slave everymore to these slights in time
No repentance from these virtual souls
Apart from the one
Beloved son exhiled and debunked
More human than angel
Less evil but more punished by being more human
Not the essence of evil
but its punisher.
The first risen voice...

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Did you dodge the bullet,
  but not its intent

Is the ocean now calm,
  as the storm reinvents

Have feelings rehardened,
  with blood on the stone

Back to back with yourself,
 —all escape you’ve disowned

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)...

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Like leaves in the wind,
  words scatter about

From the woods and high grass,
  they call and they shout

“Come find us, come free us,
  we’re out here alone

“The Muse has deserted,
 —and left us disowned”

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)...

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On a secret journey she has long been 
walking in the dark alley of her lonely life
losing the fragile sanctity to the flood of strife
drowns deep within the sucking cesspool of sin.

In the desolate depth of the darkest night
she searches for the sinking soul in...

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Since you left
 —poetry has become my lover

Since you left
 —long days have turned to moments

Since you left
 —all memory lives organic

Since you left
 —the words return unfettered

Since you left
 —the sun has lost its shadow 

And since you left
  —all darkness now disowned

(Villanova...

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Like leaves in the wind,
words scatter about

From the woods and high grass,
they call and they shout

“Come find us, come free us,
we’re out here alone

“The Muse has deserted
—and left us disowned”

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)...

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As days split off
and drift away,
their dreams remain with me

Words as jewels
and treasured pawn,
whose tickets cancelled—flee

The nights adopted
orphaned suns,
those times you woke and lied

My heart left bare
myself to wed,
your wound still deep inside

From spells you cast
upon our gift,
and conjured into stone

The past is black
all future...

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Not a danger this is the type of thing you expect from a stranger But close to home is where it hits don’t tell me a place in your heart is where my life sits 
Yesterday we both could have became a memory, but all...

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