Best Ex Husband Poems
Trouble and Strife For Ex Husband and WifeRick was violent and showed no remorse
His alcoholic outbursts lead to their divorce
Wife Sue moves away with Billy their son
Then Billy’s badly injured in a hit and run
Sue contacts Rick, he dashes to the scene
Billy’s hooked up to a life support machine
Parents sit at his...
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Categories:
ex husband, child, divorce, health,
Form:
Couplet
A Tribute To My Ex HusbandTrue story guys... True story
I wondered why he didn't peak
As my dress would hit the floor
I pondered why he didn't speak
Of wanting something more
It seemed a bit strange
That he maintained a state of flaccid
Unless...
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Categories:
ex husband, divorce, humor, husband, rainbow,
Form:
Free verse
Thank You To My Ex-HusbandAlthough things have changed
Over the many years
I just wanted the world to know
I have happy tears
The pain and suffering
That I have for years buried
Your hatred and revenge
For this day you have carried
I have you in my thoughts
In everything I do
You made me a stronger woman
And...
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Categories:
ex husband, forgiveness, happiness, life, philosophy,
Form:
Bio
Victim 9 checker cab company arson not ruled out Ciro Gargano my abusive ex husbandYou 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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Categories:
ex husband, allah,
Form:
Masnavi
Ode to an Ex-husbandGo now! I shall stay amidst my woe,
My soft heart twitches with affliction.
Fleeing condemnation, I will go!
A cold man of science; is no show.
Obscene as he can be, he hounds.
Go now! I shall stay amidst my woe,
Within my veins, my blood deeply flows.
The toxicity...
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Categories:
ex husband, anger, anxiety, break up,
Form:
Villanelle
To My Ex-Husband: I Was Fluent in What Failed Us
I missed the window of my telling
you who you are. My greatest
talent, f*cked too thin to mend,
or maim when it mattered most.
I’m not mad anymore, just sifting
through the wreckage of my gift—
this heft of language, all I ever said,
only salve on hand to save us,...
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Categories:
ex husband, analogy, games, metaphor, perspective,
Form:
Free verse