Best Hatefully Poems
We stood atop God's hill
among God's hills
and saw no mountains
where mountains are not seen,
but gazed hatefully, fearfully, longingly
into Satan's valley.
Ours was the grandest little hill,
and below was the wickedest valley,
and between was the contest of angels dark and fair
where the living is not easy
and the dying is not quick.
At once we knew both
all that there was to be known
and nothing that could be known.
Once born, twice seduced, yet more,
we dared to peer sideways and downward
and morbidly at the edge of the plague.
And weary, or indifferent,
some were claimed,
vanished into the core of the depraved,
where the dying is not easy
for the killing is not quick.
The warring curses were one.
6th July 2018
Categories:
hatefully, allegory,
Form:
Free verse
(Rhyme)
I've stared at the face of love
and found it that it was in the end quite false.
In my heart here am crying how could this ever be
when all that I gave you from the start was my love.
The truth of your betrayal just went straight to my heart
you stabbed me one thousand times right on the back.
when all I did was to trust you and nothing for you held back my love
but you all that gave me in the end were tears pain and more sorrow.
Nothing much of your professed devotion to my bruised love you did show
I guess at the end of the day all you made me look was like a complete fool
for believing that your love and vows were like mine just true and so cool.
I see now that you never really loved me all these years as you insisted
And all that I now see is that your love was never true for me indeed.
I just cant believe now that I was so naïve and foolish
You with all your lies kept me hoping and just from your strings dancing.
How could you be so cruel and give me the last blow of all at the end
When all I wanted to do back then was to stay with you forever and ever
You just took my love and carelessly threw it back hatefully on my heart and face.
My poor heart is so darn broken and only lived for so long cause of Gods grace
Your betrayal cuts very deep little by little and when you went for my heart
Nothing prepared me with all the pain and the darkness that you sank me in.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
November,18,2014
Written on June,16, 2014
Categories:
hatefully, betrayal,
Form:
Rhyme
I rode shotgun
with someone
who look just like me
Had the same skin color
as far as I
could steering wheel see
I rode shotgun
with a racist someone,
who hatefully
talked the same way as me
Had the same gnarled speech,
same gnarly hands,
same ugly voice,
same cursive feet
like the carpal in the passenger seat
I rode darkie mind shotgun
with a ghost face someone
who look unholy, just like me
Had the same 20/20 side-by-sidearm vision,
same 20/20 gauge belief
As near as I
could peer passenger see
I once rode shotgun
with a rearview mirror friend,
now a gas pump-action enemy
It’s hard to double barrel conceive,
I went from zero-to-sixty in a heartbeat
Change of attitude direction
came baptismal trigger swiftly
I was passenger told ... and I prayer hope,
distant objects are closer
than they appear to be
Categories:
hatefully, anger, hate, truth, wisdom,
Form:
Bio
The Battle, The Victory, The Light
I remember you, great destroyer of heart
emerging from darkness to hatefully start
Battles taken to wing and skyward bound
pain, death and sorrow so, so easily found!
No praise ever adorns your so vile name
curses your bread , your dark wicked fame
Ashes reform to give you such an evil way
miseries abound as you cut, slash and slay!
Seek no victory over my greatest stand
living within truth , my way , my plan
I remember well your late night knock
rejected, you fled quickly in total shock!
I remember you , eater of darkened Souls
slayer of dreams with eyes of black coal
Fangs sharpened on the sandrock in Hell
curses from victims under your dark spell!
Slink away, I curse your murdering spirit
truth slays you as you try not to hear it
I carry the armor of the bright Lord today
flee, flee or else dark life you must pay!
Sword of Love drawn now in countering you
spear of justice gives out your just due
A chant of faith sets seal to your fate
souls freed, all that your darkness ate!
Robert J. Lindley 08-22-2014
Wrote this about 27 years ago....
Rewrote it today and added ten more lines so giving
it today's date..
Light utterly destroys darkness.
In time, good utterly destroys evil.
Man , must understand time yields only to God....
Categories:
hatefully, beauty, courage, devotion, faith,
Form:
Rhyme
MALEDICTION
Evil in nature
Evil in influence
And evil in effect.
Becoming necessary
Baleful beast – filled full of ill-will
Greed seeps through the pours and infects
I – incarnated nemesis
Your Created adversary
Invented rivalry
An enmity prognosis
A new language my malaise reflects
Malign plots
Predetermined death
Predictive obituary
A murderous grift.
My corrupted destiny
Rank!
Like a malodorous crotch
Your sadistic future
Now a painful present
Hatefully happening.
Concurrently.
Rot,
The end,
April 19th 2015
By Joel R Thornton
Categories:
hatefully, anger, dark, evil, scary,
Form:
Rhyme
They arrested my anger:
my fingertips, they ink painted
These defiant ebony eyes
were given a sideway rearview
racial profile
A police photo shoot,
criminal style
I became a most colorful, unwanted poster child
for the rabid redneck white crowd,
who were firing their burning blue metal barrels
hatefully loud —
Colt-45 liquid anger
white lightning moonshine proud
Waving their patriotic hostility —
raging river flag moving the mob
At their Wild West campfire pow-wow,
they were bomb fuse sparking
a tar baby effigy of me
Putting a viral vex on their personal celly-ies
and cyber telly-ies
Got several death threats from the skin heads
Aryan Nation neo-Nazis
How is it that my anger got arrested,
while their’s got out of jail free?
The blue devils cuffed me
for non-violently speaking,
not bending a Wounded Knee
Or giving a whipped-dog look slave master bow
This earned me my prison stripes
room-and-board free
Got a felon record for simply
giving the fascist police a ghetto hardship scowl
Now labeled a rebel convict:
I can’t get no cotton-picking union job,
or no southern hospitality northen beans welfare
Living on the cliff ledge is hard, when you can’t blend in
Yellow tin badge hollow justice
gave me a white-hot iron brand hex on my charcoal skin
Then they bum wrapped me in a cement bubble
And an old enamel kangaroo in a long black lynx robe
said I was white rabbit lucky
I didn’t receive a volley of bullets for my trouble
But, I got a swollen-face good break, I was told
Tell my mama this cancer piss pack of hard spit sympathy lies
She died on the inside that awful sentencing day,
and my papa’s fears aged dog years in a bad way
They both knelt stone cold six-feet under,
while I was hell-roasting
in a 20-by-20 windowless solitary bunker
There were no encouraging letters sent from the grave
I’m sure my arrested anger
is gonna get released also, one calm and serene day
But a pardon ain’t forthcoming
any time soon
for these brooding hairs fading in penitentiary gray
Categories:
hatefully, anger, prejudice, truth, wisdom,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
The Rage,The Destruction And Miracle Of The Light
(Revised)
The world shook- great and mighty waters then parted,
forests smashed,caves imploded,mountains were broken;
sky cracked,moon flew away,he laughed as earth cried
yet this fearsome dark God's anger did not subside!
He spoke- then seas started boiling,huge clouds exploding,
rocks moaning in saddened wails,Nature begging;
trees falling,mud baking,and fish cooked in solid ice,
yet still his hard,raging heart was in a massive rage !
He filled rivers- with red blood,wishes with sharp thorns,
hopes with most intensive agony,hearts with lead ;
curse upon innocent living and the long sleeping dead,
and still hate filled his ripping,seething mighty mind!
Next he ate- the meadows,spit on the world's beauty,
stomped the valleys,tore the pained world asunder;
savaged the creatures,burnt the dreams,stabbed love,
defeated the imagination and killed the happy songs!
Still no mercy- filled his hate-filled and icy cold veins,
he kicked the unborn innocence,let loose the darkness;
blasted and burnt the weak and slaughtered the brave,
and still much more he hatefully dared to now do!
Halt Dark One- this my command you must now start to obey!
Then out boomed- this mightier voice with righteous anger,
light spread across the weeping world,forests regrew;
seas reborn and dark skies awoke to clear sunny days,
rocks reformed,meadows soon appeared,songs now heard!
Hope was given- its holy miracles back,love was restored,
mountains reformed,fish restocked,valleys replenished;
people inspired with love and faith,moon swiftly returned,
hearts were reborn,imagination given a new deeper birth!
Thus said this God of Light- darkness now flee far away,
return only when I give thee that needed brief respite;
I the Master of Light,will hold sacred this great holy day,
Earth prospers and your dark power of hate I now slay!
Robert J. Lindley
Note-- I left this poem sitting unfinished(a fragment)for 3 long years,
only to return again to finish it .
Categories:
hatefully, age, art, conflict, creation,
Form:
Free verse
I hold for you, hateful love in my heart
For I do blame, whatever happened, on Fate
I have moved on with life, and so have you
But our story does still make me feel so blue
I hate you because you broke me
You changed me, you scarred me
You did not even have for me, an ounce of pity
Instead, you lashed out at me, with venomous cruelty
All because I was in love with what you represented
A young and charming boy, well educated
With looks that attracted my emotions
With eyes that ignited in me, desirous obsessions
I hate you because you moved away
Caring not about the fact that you covered my alley
With dirt and rubbles, with darkness and demons
Why, I hate you for having imbibed in my heart, stained stones
But I also do love you, for I have come to submit to life
Mind you, such is merely because of my belief in my faith
Yes, I love you and I want to see you prosper
Even if to my messages you never deem it necessary to answer
I want you to master the world, I want you to shine bright
I do hope that I never get to see you in a needy state
I want you to laugh at everything life has to offer
I do pray and ask that your stand, life does deem right to pamper
Yes, I do hatefully love you
I do know that I shall never again see you
Such does make me smile painfully
But in the end, life does merely resume around our duty
I do hatefully love you
Nor a friend are you
Nor an enemy are you
But pray, know that I do hatefully love you!
For Contest Oxymoronic Obsession
Spon: David Lindsay
Categories:
hatefully, betrayal, break up, lost
Form:
Rhyme
Deep inhalation and exhalation
breaths initially activate
relaxation, attributed to stress,
tension, unconscious vectors
woefully agglomerate
ache'n to gangrenous jackknifing noggin
dichotomy to alleviate
cognitive clog analogous
to emotional obstruction
that doth constipate
in an effort to allocate
opportune psychological uplifting
state of emergent euphoria amalgamate
ting in tandem with prescription
medication to leverage mental
quiescence holistically ameliorate
counterproductive suicidal waves
riding roughshod, which repeatedly
pulsate, oscillate, and nurse qua mantra
generate breakers animate
ting my state of consciousness
incessantly inundated with said
stormy sea re: brawl mailer
daemons intent to annihilate
stealthily, jarringly,
and devastatingly annunciate
without warning a tsunami
drowning spirited lifesource,
an undesirable nihilistic thought,
I unwittingly, hatefully,
and accurately anticipate
emotional tug of war
as better angels arbitrate
struggling successfully to arrogate,
and establish erstwhile equilibrium
lest body electric will self asphyxiate
such deep seated
respiration aims to attenuate
ninety nine point nine nine nine...percent
effortlessly injecting willpower,
and survival overpowering
strength modus operandi to dominate
self destructive negative feedback loop
constantly (i.e. daily)
vying to authenticate
practiced discipline, sans shut eye
transcendent mindset to calibrate
and stymie passivity to capitulate,
where resignation writ large checkmate
ting ability to experience and consummate
spiritual ecstasy, wherefore I contemplate
the simple practice the
benefits to coordinate
setting aside absolute
value able quiet time to cultivate
blockbuster, regarding crushing
beast within that doth debilitate!
Categories:
hatefully, assonance, good morning, imagery,
Form:
Free verse
amid shackles and ropes
with fire burning
hatred into eyes
a child stood
without understanding
seeing tears wet
on mama's cheeks
and papa's goodness
spread hatefully
upon tracks
displayed as flags
of their righteousness
worth descended
into slavery
of white opinions
placed on heads
bleeding into
superiority
expressed in violence
he grew to become
the hate
that hate produced
with a fierce
determination
to offer freedom
for all peoples
who suffered at the hands
of racist oppressors
by any means
necessary
became the creed
adopted from years
of watching whites
cover their crimes
with veiled innocence
what is not given
freely
must be demanded
for to suffer
in silence
is complicity
to accept
is stupidity
to do nothing
is cowardice
and he was none of these
no one race
is divine
only God is thus
and so he stood, tall
against all those
who deemed him
unworthy
taking his seat
at the table
of humanity
demanding to be fed
as all humans
have an inalienable right to
demanding that truth
be served
on large platters
for the world to consume
for where there is truth
lies can not hide
and hope is born
into minds and
hearts
in his life he struggled
to find that light
but in time
he stepped into it
basking in its glow
ready to shine
enlightenment
on a world
still shadowed in
hate's darkness
but he would pay
the price for dreams
with his life
yet the price
was never too high
for the dream lived on
and thrived
giving birth
to a future
that he marked
with his
X...
Categories:
hatefully, history, inspirational, social, world,
Form:
Free verse
~Beth Watkins~
Cries; their flow like rain no longer in a masked disguise,
A lament to the lonely, raise their fell unbending cry.
The wind, a blizzard, blows so harshly through the bitter chills,
Of trying to forget the past, yet nothing stops or stills.
Cries; their sting a poison from a curling monstrous beast,
A somber sadness so alive, though caused by those deceased.
Moans rise to stem the looming waves of endless, crushing tides,
Yet cries, a stalwart soldier, stand up for their proper prides.
Cries; a musical symphony to a drifting, long lost friend;
So forgotten and forlorn, that only time will ever mend.
Flowers litter wilting graves of tears' so softly fading tune,
Lingering on lost lives that they have hatefully, haggardly hewn.
~Sounds of a Cry~
8/3/2011
Categories:
hatefully, depression, loss, time, lost,
Form:
Rhyme
He hung way up high intently
Fear he delivers corruptly
Scarecrow lives only for the night
Absorbing any signs of light
Sending chills to all hatefully
Arms spreading along perfectly
Scarecrow looks down menacingly
Causing fear is his main delight
Demon scarecrow
There’s nothing peaceful seemingly
Evil comes straight through heedlessly
Fright comes to those who are in sight
Power of the scarecrow tonight
Tortures your hurt soul endlessly
Demon scarecrow
Russell Sivey
Categories:
hatefully, holiday, life,
Form:
Rondeau
My soul’s reamed hatefully inside and out
By timeless instigators
The suffering intense
Russell Sivey
Categories:
hatefully, life, loss,
Form:
Kimo
Born in seconds yet gone in a flash,
Spent cherished with family or accruing vast cash,
Some fill with the glory of life,
Other remain as scars reminiscent of strife,
Some cling to those which left sooner,
Causing the soul to pick up gloom like a refined fine tuner,
Patience is required for those that we are waiting for,
Like waiting eagerly inside to burst out an open door,
Clarity to understand those dark few,
Feeds the soul like well-kept grass and morning dew,
Amnesia to forget the most painful lots,
Since only the hatefully corrupt try revenge plots,
Time to enjoy those that are precious to many or just some,
Which stick to our minds like shoes to old aged used gum,
Compassion when we need to understand others' troubles,
For misunderstandings reportedly only make the issues double,
Love to hold on that which makes up ourselves,
As the compilations of others' and ours moments stock our lives' shelves.
Categories:
hatefully, life
Form:
Rhyme
I dream about you, and the secrets we do.
I thought my love through, but I now think anew.
Roses in your hand, beckoning to me.
I have to take my own stand, now I see.
The lying and bleeding, was tearing me apart.
You were so needing, so I gave you my heart.
I tried to survive, fighting through these lies.
Into darkness I dive, for my love forever dies.
I grasped her voice, and her joyful song.
Fate chose my choice, yet I've done nothing wrong.
Anger and agony, are better than misery.
I know what you think, but I don't care.
I'll throw you a coy wink, as you hatefully stare.
So much rage, has built up inside.
Yet I'm still in your cage, now that my love has died.
I can't escape this hell, no matter what.
There's no way to tell, who has the killing cut.
I'm trapped in this nightmare, I cannot awake.
I've taken all I cane bare, yet you're still fake.
Lets start a riot, I'll show them all.
You can't keep quiet, as I begin my fall.
Will this flood behind me, put out my fire?
Feel this calamity, for the end's so dire.
We had so much love, in our eyes.
This fairy tale we dreamt of, ended with your cries.
It's not fair, when I get the blame.
My heart began it's tear, have you no shame?
I just want to leave, and never say goodbye.
There's nothing to believe, as you left me to die.
These walls surround me, with our life story.
Prepare for all to see, as this gets gory.
I've left you this letter, for now we're not together.
I feel so much better, now that you're gone forever.
Categories:
hatefully, depression, lost love, love,
Form:
Rhyme