Best Grudges Poems

I held a grudge 'til four o'clock
And then I watched TV.
Remembered it at nine.
It very much hurt me.

Took grudge to bed and nurtured it.
Next to my favorite pajamas and pillow.
Added a bit of exasperation and sass to it.
Bigger now, it scratches me rough like brillo.

Took...

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I suffered,he laughed
I filled up  his voids, he created mine.
I looked for roses,he gave cactus
I looked only for his heart,he focussed on my body
I healed all those stitches,he gave me wounds..
I ignored him,he started following
I left him,he cried
I didn't hold any grudges,he holds guilt....

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...They sent a copy of an old tin-type,
a picture of Milton and his bride,
one look at it and I knew the whole truth,
Small Doe in the fighting had not died.

A DNA test confirmed what I thought,
and I resolved to bring this all to an end,
Blue...

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Stormy clouds are traveling through your heart
And bitter grudges are ruining your happiness
Hate destroys and love builds everything which
Is beautiful. Get a grip on yourself while the midday sun
Shines on the neighboring hills and on the blue sea
Being angry, day and night, is bad and...

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This house belonged to grandfather Rudolph,
though its history goes much further back,
all the way to the eighteen seventies,
when to this vast land Herbert Blake did trek.

It had once been a grand ranch homestead,
centerpiece of sixteen thousand acres,
though now it was but six hundred or so,
sold...

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Nameless hurts evolve within the galaxy of the heart,
breaking the soul's grasp of eternal delights.
Bitter voices stir the brewing poison of judgments,
bringing hatred to the human mind's faulty sight.

Blame's lies escape each mortal lip,
hissing with a belief's fractured thought.
Pain drowns the songs of truth,
making waves...

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Holding grudges shouldn't be
Part of you or part of me
It just makes you really sick
By building up a really thick
Layer of hate deep inside
Because of our stubborn pride
No one saying sorry first
Even though we're gonna burst
Into a fist of hellish rage
Getting on the same darn...

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...“The bloodshed grew, the army was called in,
and sided with settlers as they often did,
Blue Hawk’s people were crushed, all rounded up,
put on the rez and told to stay within.

“Despite the peace both sides still held their hate,
cursing the other right up until they died,
it...

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People tend to hold grudges.
Why not forgive, God surely does. 
Take more time to really listen.
Because every story has to end.
When a loved one passes, you can't go back.
To say what you wanted, and to see them react....

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Don’t
hold
grudges
bitterness
ages so poorly
crushing weight ripping your own soul...

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The ABC’s of Grudges
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

Argument begets contentious disagreements.
Endlessness forever grinds.  Harrowing.
Illusion, joyfully keeps laughter minced.
Nonetheless, ominous paltry quarrels revile.
Scorn traverses unquenched.
Victory's wailing xenagogue- (guide)
Yesterday zaniness.


(Simple solutions:  Love one another and forgive as God will forgive us… or...

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I once held grudges but I’m done so it’s over

Finally, you can stop looking over your shoulder.

Wisdom came as I got older.

The hate is the weight of  a bolder.

It won't take my pain away, it only makes me colder...

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They are so overrated
Yet commonly used
Many of Which
Never quite diffuse

What is the purpose 
Egotism and gangs
Fighting and rivalry
Hate and shame 

What happened to that saying 
forgive and forget
Let go and let live
Carpe diem never fret

Get over the problem
Shake hands and move on
Regret is the worst
When...

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If only tears could talk,
They would surely be cutthroats.
If only fear could walk,
It would blindly go toward you.
And if only grudges are strong,
It would hold you forever.
 
If I would be honest about what I feel,
and follow the lead of my freewill,
I will unquestionably end up...

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vexed to gall
no anchor for rancour remains
no safe harbor for grudges on crutches
nor bitterness born of regret's aftertaste
for we agreed to differ, with our bygones forgone
to move on to settle on a calmer, sheltered shore,
where rancour's chains and anchors hold fast no more
and we'll ride...

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