Best Lifehate Poems
We have so much color all around us
so much beauty to fill our senses
everything we see and touch and taste
in the songs we hear
in the scent of lovers mingled
in everything we've been given
there is a rainbow around us.
A multitude of shades and hues
from the bright of light
to the richest deep dark
to the red of blood
the essence of all life
coursing through the flesh
in which we live.
Red the color of life.
But hate has no color
it is void and blank
lashing out in its blindness
not caring at who it strikes
or what it takes.
The smell of hate is rank and vile.
It leaves a bitter taste
on the tongues of all who it touches.
It feeds on our minds
breeds in our hearts
makes us spill precious blood
planting its seed wherever it goes
soiling everything in its path
and fouling the air with its stink.
The color of hate is death
but the color of love
is a rainbow.
Love binds us together.
Unites us.
A tightly knit prism
of many hues blended
each one of us given a choice.
We can sow love into all we do
into every life we touch
and into all that we say
or we can hate.
I choose rainbows.
What gives you the right to hate me? Just because my skin is not white.
Do you think our blood isn't the same co lour? Red
We may not look alike, we may not believe in the same things. What makes us are beautiful
things. So don't hate on me because i look different from you.
God see's no colour, he loves us all the same.
Stop playing the race hate game. Down with your campaign to hate. 'An all white Britain' is
what you want. How boring life would be if we all were the same.
God see's no colour, he loves us all the same.
So stop the hatred and live side by side. Theres no place in the world for racism anymore.
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I hate phony shows of misspent faith
From people rich and above the poor
Focused hate for the ones who make
Yet always seeming to want more
Helpless despair as I hear the news
Of another group saving some whales
While every day little children die
‘cause there’s no one to unload the bales
A critical eye cast to our leader
Who welcomes the criminal and cast-out
While huddled alone in a cardboard box
A young man views Christmas with doubt
Violent shakings of the unstable ground
From the bombings that rumble on
Viscous bolts of tax-payer missiles
Striking ground before the dawn
Whistling winds from the bullets above
Such violence inflicted upon the ground
These are but simple, symbolic signs to me
Of the rage I feel from all around
The brightest light
Comes in the night
When true love takes flight
The darkest hour
Comes in the day
When you realize
You have lost your way
A home is not where you live
But where you love
A comfort given to you
From God above
You can not hate someone
Without loving them
Though the liking might be done
Love and hate are one
Death is a mystery
Giving the living pain and misery
Though answers we are seeking
Death is only a new beginning
Growing up with smiling faces
Tripping over untied laces
Laughing with a light in our
eyes
When exactly did the innocence
die
Staring at my reflection, I
watch
Judgment morphs my features,
in shock
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Will you be happy when the
numbers fall
Make up face, tiny waist
Not enough and dreams are
chased
Insults whip from your
venomous tongue
Leaving lashes on my skin, 12
years young
You said you were my friend, a
knife in my back
I try to compensate for the
things I lack
Mirror, mirror on the wall
For your redemption I will crawl
Through the hate society brings
PERFECTION the media sirens
sing
Deathly thin and too much
concealer
Everyone tries, but nothing can
heal her
Darkened eyes and foggy
thoughts
Look at what your "standards"
brought
Mirror, mirror on the wall
I bow to your subjective call
From the land of make believe
I surface with the reality that
made me leave
Not good enough! The voices
shout
Be thinner, be prettier! All this
doubt
Killing the teenager before the
fight
Nothing you can do will make
this right
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Why is it now, I feel so small
She's dead! She's dead!
Society's surprised
He's broken! He's bleeding!
Your plan devised
Break us down because we're
not conforming
"The world is your stage!" Well
I'm done performing
Toss aside my feelings no
longer
You must hate that I'm getting
stronger
Mirror, mirror on the wall
No more influence, I'm
standing tall
Picking up the pieces and
sorting them through
Shatter the deceiving image
that once hurt
Control it no longer the truth
we must blurt
Breaking us down will happen
no more
Now all your shards fall to the
floor
Mirror, mirror on the wall
We are the fairest of them all
Believe in us and you will see
Everything I know we can be
Untitled (Holler)
2010
Holler without gasping for air
Continue until fainting becomes part of you
Scream reaching the point of redness
With blood spilling from your pores
Stand tall, not looking down, growing
With every nonsense thrown your way
Provide refuge, shade for those next to you
Bare fruits to revive the soul of those just like you, not forgetting the rest
Spread your arms, circling the world
Comforting, letting know “everything will be alright”
Holler without gasping for air
Let your personal explosion fill empty holes
The ignorant
Those who hate us because they don’t understand us
Lead your roots deep within without destroying yet educating
The ignorant
Those who hate us because they don’t understand us
Holler without gasping for air
Stand tall, bare fruits
Comforting, never the hatred but movement
I wish dreams came true
for those who deserve miracles.
I wish upon every star
that one day I wont have to hope
for a better life.
I pray that there was only happiness,
and pain only existed in nightmares,
and hate was gone,
and love bloomed
as easily as a rose on a summers day.
But dreams are merely that,
dreams, and
without the determination and perseverance
most people lack
they will forever remain figments of imagination.
and wishes are worthless
without hope.
Hoping is a waste of time
if you are not going to try.
And happiness is sometimes only a dream
and the nightmare is the reality.
And hate is the most prominent
and real emotion in human existence.
And love can be as fake
as a smile of the heartbroken girl
trying to make it through the day.
And love can be
as long living as the rose
given to the girl
when the boy has nothing more to say
Life is complicated
We love it, we hate it
And hate each other
And every other person we meet
Cause we think
We have to please them
And we dont want to
But we dont got to
So we dont
But thats what theres too much of
Theres not enough love
Between us
You've seen us
We fight
In spite of one another
One hating the other
Breaking them down
Then turning around
And putting on another face
Going to another place
And doing the same thing
Playing the same song
When all along
You want more
You fall to the floor in exhaustion
Your lost in your habits
How can you change now?
With the life you live now?
You can, Ive seen it done
Don't run, face your trials
And in awhile
You'll forget the strife
And love your life.
Tamara Brown
11-21-10
May i said i hate you in unspeakable ways
May i said i see hell threw out your days
The wise said let it be
I said look at all he did
can you see
I too hate him they will said
I too see hell threw out his days
They don't know him
not even his face
you judge
Who are you to play
God today?
All my thoughts in you are waste
Everyday, every single way I try
Let the pain remain inside my heart
When will you even try?
Am I really a part of you life?
You hate the way I talk to you
You hate the way I am
When there’s a boundary between something
It means something, it really does
But the boundary we are in
Seems like it means something but
Ask yourself does it really?
I’ve tried and may be I’m trying
But you know it and I know it
It’s just madness and I’m still trying
But you aren’t even trying to try
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The wound is deep and still bleeds,
Within hatred and pain form stampeads.
Emotion is dulled by the constain pain,
life now swirls like water down the drain.
The healing is slow and still it bleeds,
Hate and agony have planted unwanted seeds.
Eyes which once saw light and raibows,
Now see darkness, blood and black crows.
Lips which once spoke of love and mercy,
Now go on a hate speaking frenzy.
A spirit which was once white without any stain,
Now is cosumed by darkness, hate and pain.
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A long twisted road,
I no longer have a soul.
I lost it the day,
I had to let you go.
A bitter young woman I have become,
My feelings now are only one.
The hatered I have torwards myself,
Closeness?
No, I can't let no one.
Please don't ask why.
Please don't try.
If you do, my reasons will only make you cry.
My heart has turned the color of night,
For me to love again, will be a great fight.
I hate everything,
Day and night.
So Dear Lord,
As I lay here asleep please end all this hate in me
and take my life tonight.
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I COULD NEVER UNDERSTAND HOW YOU ARE SO STRONG HOW DO YOU GET UP OFF THE GROUND AFTER
BEING PUSHED DOWN HOW DO YOU HAVE SO MUCH LOVE FOR ME AFTER ALL I HAVE DONE TO YOU HOW CAN
YOU SMILE AFTER THINKING ABOUT THE HORRIBLE EVENTS IN YOUR PAST WHY DO SUTCH HATE FULL WORDS
NOT PHASE YOU WHY NO MATTER HOW MANY TIME I TRY TO PUSH YOU AWAY YOU WONT LET GO HOW DO YOU
CONTINUE TO LOVE WHEN SURROUNDED BY SO MUCH HATE WHY DO YOU SAY YOU ARE LUCKY TO BE ALIVE
WHEN MOST IN YOUR SITUATION WOULD WANT TO DIE I WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND HOW OU ARE SO STRONG
THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME GET UP WHEN I WANTED TO STAY DOWN THANK YOU FOR BEING STRONG FOR ME
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I once tried to hold water within my hand
I didn’t lose hope even though I knew that
They were slipping away every single second
It would have been better if I never knew that
It would slip like that,
But once you know the nature of it
You don’t want to ever let go off it
And yet it never seems to get hold of you
No matter how hard you try
It will find a place, to fall down where
It will no longer have to fall
No longer attachment,
No one to hate no one to love
Then I thought of life that way
Is it all about wining?
Self satisfaction? Not a single room for compassion?
War, hate and racism??
The best way to judge our self? comparisons?
Then I knew either something’s wrong with me
Or wrong is what the present world is
they all hate me
i know that for sure
but how can this be
i find no cure
my pain ,they can read
they stop and stare
they make me bleed
but they don't care
why do they do this
do i deserve this at all
they take the piss
and wait till i fall
they do this to me
for reasons unknown
i won't be free
but i hate when i get home
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