Best Grudge Poems
Resentment is poison, let it out of your system, soon
Don't bottle ill-will and let it simmer, do forgive and forget
Any slight. Lest it erodes your soul, hold no grudge.
Your Best Sijo Poetry Contest
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Date submitted: 09/22/2021
Date written and posted: 02/15/2019
I bear no grudge with yesterday,
And all that peopled its terrain.
I bear no grudge with yesterday,
And all the aborted dreams of yesteryears.
Why should I spend endless years gazing at a mirage
Or the shifting shadow of an evaporated hope?
I bear no grudge with yesterday,
And all the fantasies of my youthful fervour.
Why should I build on the shaking ground
Of the fiery passion of youthful lust?
Yesterday is gone,
And all its hopes and doubts,
blunders and blessings,
pains and pleasures
Yesterday is gone,
Sweeping away all my stillborn dreams in its trail.
But I bear no grudge with yesterday,
For now is the dawn of a new hope,
A new fervour,
A new passion,
And the rebirth of a new dream.
I bear no grudge with yesterday,
Today awaits me with open arms
(1/11/18)
My beautiful sky
In her eyes I saw
Silent clouds un-shifted
Timid rain inside them
Un-scripted and falling
On her former lover
Earth
My deceitful sky
With her eyes she saw
Earth freeze to his knees
Burning on his hands
Crawling slowly around my light
Neither revenge take
Nor a grudge bear; sure the first
will the second be...
For I am the Lord
Revenge is Mine; yours, to love
your neighbor, like Me
~ See Leviticus 19:18 ~
Let’s invite everyone.
I don’t want to invite Twinky.
Why not?
He pushed me.
When?
In first grade.
Can you forgive him?
No.
Why not?
He stuck out his tongue too.
You are grown now.
Can you please get over it?
I am not ready. It hurt my feelings.
You are forty-two years old, can you PLEASE remember that?
Sure.
Can we invite Twinky?
Absolutely not.
Eye roll now.
GRUDGE FUDGE
I never bear grudges, and I never bear ill,
For these unwanted feelings, can easily spill,
Out of control and seep into our souls,
Destroy our long term dreams and goals,
If we lean towards this, wish it away with will.
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Can someone explain to me holding a grudge?
Even when it’s harmful some folks won’t budge
On their personality it leaves a noticeable smudge
In the long run, it’s a terrible thing to misjudge.
Isn’t it true that jealousy leads one to begrudge?
Can someone explain to me holding a grudge?
It’s sort of like a lingering oily residue called sludge
Every time we stoop down, persisting to judge.
I’d rather take the wasted time making fudge
Or, giving somebody who needs one a little nudge
Can someone explain to me holding a grudge?
Seems like holding one long would be a drudge!
Holding a grudge makes one walk with a trudge
And worse still, I suspect, to always misjudge
Even when it’s harmful, some folks won’t budge
Can someone explain to me holding a grudge?
Written July 6, 2022
[a monorhyme quatern]
When a person keeps a grudge,
they make hateful feelings that just won't budge.
When these feelings won't go away,
a darkness builds up inside to stay.
When this darkness has surrounded the heart,
the mind is so clouded it can't tell feelings apart.
When hate and love have been clouded together,
one evil thought is now there forever.
And when a person has made so many evil things,
they know anger and sadness is all a grudge brings.
It was revealed that crows can remember the human faces who capture them. According to a study published in the journal Animal Behaviour, ravens which include crows, jays, and magpies, have the ability to hold grudges for up to two years.
hawk scolding the crows
sitting in front of street light
wait to lose the grudge
Written: May 10, 2022
A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
whn i lukd at u in clg passel...
a pinch of salt hs been aded im my lyf...
lyk nthin in my lyf cn ad more hustle...
dt crush and grudge hs always been a puzzle....
arm in arm our eyes gt strikd...
lyk nthin cud blame dt sexy bribe...
bt my jaws gt stuckd whn u cm n trouble..
dt crush and grudge hs always been a puzzle....
i cried a lot whn i dnt gt heard...
ofcourse its al about u my first love...
nthin cn hurt me as long as u cradle...
dt crush and grudge hs always been a puzzle....
although i knw u hv already been stolen...
dt sexy bribe hs nt been risd up n smoken...
bt my dear i also believe in gettin things riddle..
becoz i knw dt crush and grudge will alwayz remain as a puzzle...
love pari
if u liked d poem or evn if u hate it..plz gv me ur feedback through ur cmnts..i wl apreciate it..
Thank you very much
For having such a heart,
such a blooming heart,
such a bleeding heart,
and guiding and guarding
that child from them,
from that pack of wolves.
A decade ago, it happened,
and it happened for a decade.
Occasionally, instantly and
insistently, they released
Montague – Capulet grudge,
they trudged generationally,
on him, that trembling lamb.
They used his bed as their stag
to keep their pet pig –
mud bathing pig,
yet you saved him from wallowing
in that mud-spread, stenchy bed.
A decade ago, it happened,
and it happened for a decade.
Their mammoth-like wrongs
flew so soft as bird feathers,
yet his chin-tip-size mistakes
blew like king-size gas balloons.
A decade ago, it happened
and it happened for a decade.
Harbouring grudge on none,
you did shield him, as a boulder,
and trained him to face threats
without harbouring grudge on none.
A decade ago, it happened
and it happened for a decade.
Thank you for being
such a beacon, such a guru,
guarding him and guiding him
to live as a man with no grudge,
yet with love,
oozing – soothing love.
Submitted to Silent One’s “Catharsis Poetry Poetry Contest” on Dec. 7, 2020
I know I shouldn't say this
I keep my mouth shut
But don't worry this time I promise not to cut
For both of our sake
I ruin it all with a snap
But don't test me because you just caused a crack
I do this every time
It’s the after party of hate
I don't appreciate
And I’m done with the negotiate
It’s the rate that I’m falling
Let me take my time
Trust me I'm not stalling
Your weight’s causing me to drown
Why does it hurt?
It’s a monster that’s trying to escape
And it’s something I sure can’t duct tape
Don’t rub it in the face
Keep it low key
Walk away with some pride
Don’t mention you’re so happy without me
you sometimes make me mad
i look at you oh so sad
to show your sorry you kiss my face
i always crave for your lips mint taste
sometimes you make me cry
when you act like its goodbye
to make me smile you kiss my neck
and that's exactly what i expect
all the time i love you from
your hat down to your shoes
She did not speak to me for a year.
I was busy, and did not realize she was holding a grudge.
I did not do anything to her, as far as I knew.
I kept leaving messages, but she never called me back.
One day she was at a mutual friend’s house.
I said “Marilee is there!” The friend said “yes”.
I said, “Put her on the phone.”
I was delighted to find her.
Merilee did not get on the phone easily.
She was sobbing and shrieking and screaming.
Apparently her husband thought I did not like him.
So, she had cut me out of her life.
I asked for her husband’s phone number so I could speak to him.
She shrieked at me “I am not giving you my husband’s number!”
I never knew what it was, and I doubt I ever will.
We were close until this moment. Anyway, I thought we were.
I do not think it is up to me to try and fix this.
I have moved on with other friends.
I would not ignore her if I saw her on the street,
but I would not embrace her either.