Best Retaliate Poems
What If
You live in a Matrix that you don't know, what is really happening around you.
That there are people that wish to control you through fear, lies, and manipulation and deception, but you don't realize it's happening.
That these people have been planning this a long time and they are incredibly smart, evil, rich and powerful.
That they are the people that you trust, listen to, appreciate, and admire.
That they are many years ahead of you in technology and they have gathered so much information on you, that your privacy doesn't exist.
That they control the economy, your food, your water, your money, and through the false narratives on television your mind.
That they are so evil that you in your worst thoughts, could not fathom their evilness.
That their goal is to depopulate the world from 7.8 Billion people to 5 hundred million.
How you might ask? Through your food, vaccinations, chemtrails, your water, medications, lack of health care, and many other ways.
That they want a data bank on everyone on earth through your dna and tracking, and tracing devices.
There are many of us and few of them, so they want to monitor us at all times so we can't retaliate when we realize what they are doing to us.
After they give us our freedom back with conditions, they will bring us back to our prisons at home with another plandemic.
Then they will tell us that if we want our freedom we have to first be tested and then vaccinated.
Later they will say that your money carries the virus and they will bring in the cashless society. Why? If you don't go along with the program, they shut off your funds.
That they want to disarm us, take our weapons so we can't fight back. Canada just banned assault weapons, U S A will follow.
Henry Kissinger said, You want to control the masses, you control their food and their money, and they will do anything you ask.
My friends welcome to, THE NEW WORLD ORDER.
Go to YouTube. Everyday they take down their videos to censor them. Warn others like I have warned you.
Off The Grid With Doug and Stacy
YouTube.
Dr Sherri Tenpenny Brighteon.com
Tell all that you love and tell them to tell ten others. So forth and so on. God bless you all we are in this together...
Michael Tor
Categories:
retaliate, allusion, america, anxiety, betrayal,
Form:
Free verse
The world was silent as they died
The victims of a genocide
Armenian blood considered cheap
Dehumanized, their wounds cut deep
Starvation in a desert land
A naked, bleeding, hopeless band
The relocation just a ruse
A Death March of rampant abuse
Few decades later, Hitler said,
“Forgotten are Armenian dead.
Perhaps I too can do the same,
for who remembers them by name?
I’ll kill the Jews, yes, every one!
The world can’t stop me till I’m done!”
Another genocide took place
For Jews, no favor, mercy, grace.
These horrors haunt humanity
But who can stop insanity?
Now Jews are on the killing side
They claim it’s not a genocide
Poor Gaza has no wailing wall
the bomb blasts made the strongest fall,
and wailing’s heard on ravaged streets
where children lie in bloodied sheets
From rubble rises stifled cries
a mother dies with open eyes
her arms still clutching baby tight
while blasts light up the Gazan night.
A father faints beside the grave
of children whom he could not save
And those who manage to survive
Must fight for food to stay alive
Though Israel forgot its past,
the truth of what they’ve done will last.
The word they use? Retaliate!
The proper word? Annihilate!
Get rid of every single one
The work of vengeance must be done
A freedom fighter? Terrorist?
The slaughtered ones can’t answer this.
Instead of useless rhetoric
Protect the dying, wounded, sick
Wake up and stop this savagery
Please do it for humanity!
No matter what my choice of word,
I grieve for those who died, unheard
I groan with shame for what I see
The death of human dignity
To you who did not raise you voice,
Who claimed you really had no choice,
one day the genocide will be
of loved ones in your family
Before you go down to the grave
Cry out for someone’s help to save
But silence will reverberate
For lesson learned was learned too late
When your life bleeds out on the ground
The world will watch without a sound.
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Categories:
retaliate, corruption, death,
Form:
Rhyme
I received a beautiful Christmas gift the other day,
it was so quaint and pretty but ate it anyway,
was a gingerbread house with a gingerbread family,
consumed the whole house while the family looked away,
Then they looked up at me with sorrowful icing eyes,
I felt so bad they're now being homeless I started to cry,
so I ended up buying a gingerbread log cabin kit,
made it last night so they wouldn't retaliate and have a fit,
Now Mom, Pop son and daughter are in their new home,
I didn't want them homeless on the street's all alone,
I even baked and gave them a gingerbread dog,
but the temptation was too great and started eating the logs,
Now once again because of me they are homeless,
my gingerbread appetite like an overwhelming furnace,
so I'm asking somebody to please take them all in,
or they too might disappear along with their next of kin.
12-14-16
Categories:
retaliate, food, house, humor,
Form:
Light Verse
Angel wings are not feathered but they are real,
Made from lighter stuff and stronger.
They have a metaphysical feel,
And last an eternity longer.
The feel of an Angel wing is not a sensation like touch.
It’s on a higher more philosophical plane.
The usual senses are only a crutch,
Like trying to explain snow while in the rain.
To feel an angel wing flutter,
One must “ know thyself ”,
And remove the “me” clutter,
To reveal the naked shelf.
You know that fellow that always angers you,
And makes you retaliate every time?
Remember recently when he was through,
You smiled and didn’t even mind?
And how with your children, you pray to be patient,
And cry and blow up instead?
Then why today, when they tried your patience,
Those were tears of joy you shed?
These experiences and many others,
When asked for in earnest prayer,
Are simply Angel wing flutters,
Teaching us how to live and care.
These are the feel of Angel wings,
Not privy to the usual five,
But made of heavenly things,
Sublime, real, ..fully alive.
Categories:
retaliate, faith, introspection, loveangel, angel,
Form:
Rhyme
H A T E
~I have no room to hide
the only way is to die~
I hate this world
I hate all it's made of
I lost the love inside
You are nothing but a joke,
the way you came into my life.
Why do you keep us from the truth
God do you not love us
Why do you insist on these bruises and wounds
Do you not care about the pain and the scars
Trick us with the vanity of the flower
Shower us with the poorest rain
My God where's your power
Do I also have to die for his name
Drown because of everyone else sin
All I wanted was to believe in love
Instead I opened a book of torment
What did I do to you
Why do I feel the battle is with me?
how did i get raped with hate
What happen to the wings
Why do I feel as if we are all bait
a world of no balance, I hate
I retaliate on my own hate
True love is a program even you deny
I hate the hate you put upon this world
A hate the look of poverty
resent- IS ME!
confusing the heart to feel nothing
I can't bring my self to need you
You never protected me when in need
You left me suffering alone through the deepest sea
the desert swallowed my dearest mirage
you let me down, to many times
I hate that i still talk to you
the emotions are destroyed
do you laugh at my beating pulse
you created many Nations
Meaning you gave hate to this world
making us different in every race
who else has a key of power to your master plan
I m not blind no more
I see things, the way he wants me to see
with truth you hide from me
I hate the way this world rotates
I hate the flavor of it all
I was told i was created by your hands
Not Satan's evil ways
God I hate the world you made
Why rest us in a place of love
S.K.A.T.
Categories:
retaliate, abuse, hate, love, me,
Form:
Free verse
~ My Primary Emotion~
Three days ago I decided to become heartless by
eliminating my Spirit and Soul I could not take
the agony anymore.
I urged my lawyer to come, he looked at me and
asked, what is wrong? Gazing at him said,
I don't regret committing that felony against them
I need to be punished lets go to court.
Having no reaction, looking disoriented he
opened the door walked me to his car & drove
to court.
Standing opposite the judge I stared at
him bluntly, he was reviewing my report
looked at me ushered to sit in the box
to be persecuted.
The defense lawyer aware of my crimes
seemed intrigued and asked, madam
what caused you to retaliate against your
Spirit & Soul?.
I needed to disrupt their thoughts which
turned against me, the chaos in my brain
became unbearable, exhausted by their
discussions aggravated my strength
weakened me, my whole body was
antagonizing, intentionally forcing my
thoughts to become heartless, merciless
when I attacked them.
Both profited from my kindness my
patience, my healing was not responding,
needing some peace to pray for a miracle
as my young brother today is near death,
cancer of the lungs, he`s getting colder by
the minute, not eating, not socializing, alone,
my tears were overflowing beyond control,
when I heard a friendly whisper coming from
my Heart crying, enough is enough your thoughts
need to stop to allow yourself recognize wrath is
unbearable, your sorrow is taking you nowhere,
wait for the diagnosis.
Out of compassion the judge set me free
my kindness befriended my Spirit & Soul
together we went back home. Waiting.
I was surrounded by them knowing
ahead of me will be the longest night
I will ever experience in years, because
I was determined to stay awake
for that call.
The echo of the ringer came louder than usual
we heard this message!
Minutes ago he was wide awake
Minutes ago his heart tore him away
minutes ago his casket was carried astray
minutes ago underground he will lay.
Minutes ago I wished him an endless
goodbye with a sigh.
My friends held me step by step walked
me to bed covered me up stayed until I had
no more tears to shed.
Those were my emotions for today. Grieving
over the loss of my young brother. Sadness.
Therese Bacha
2/4/2013
Contest of Dan Williams. Primary Emotion Today..
Categories:
retaliate, brother, poetry, , cute,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Everyone in the soup chant my name, because I'm bringing another poetic attack.
Ryan, you've had your 5 minutes of fame, now I'm breaking your poetic back!
So you need to be realistic, read your slam, then read mine.
I'm what people call "futuristic," because I'm a poetic Einstein!
I told you in a soup mail, when it comes to slamming, there's no competition!
P.D. has you under her spell, like she's programming an air=condition!
See I know why you stepped to the plate, you were looking for some recognition.
So your poetry I'll gladly annihilate, with your mother P.D.'s permission.
Why bother to even retaliate after my slam's left you in such a condition?
With your poetry you can't intimidate, because you haven't enough ammunition!
I hate a poet who thinks they're good when they really could use some practice.
If I could, I would beat you silly with a Texas cactus!
This isn't right of me, but Ryan you must not have had a clue,
That my slam poetry will utterally consume you....
Engulf you in a poetic inferno, and leave you a smoldering heap!
What-do-you-know!? It's a T.K.O.! And I've put Ryan to sleep!!!!
Note: This is why I don't want to slam with you, No offense, but I have to focus on your idol
P.D. So run back to her with your tail between your legs and tell her my filing cabinet is full
and ready;)
Categories:
retaliate, slamslam, poetry, slam,
Form:
Rhyme
Memories of the good times
Haunts me back to reality
Thoughts of the dreams and promises
Like a gust of wind
Everything gone
In the wake of a new beginning
The past latches on
Feeding on my hurt body
Toying with my mind..
Realization of my mistakes
Hit a brick on me
Oh why did I trust you?
Why did I love you
Nothing matters here in this game
A game of unfair turns
I trust you
You break me...
Is it all a Hades' curse?
That burns me with its hate?
The pain you offered
Had me breathless...
The stab to my heart
Killed the belief in you.....
Too hard to retaliate
The venom you spat
The ignominy
It was all just a play...
The mask you wore fell off
You're demonic side welcomed
With a devious smirk
The brawl has ended
And you're savouring triumph
Defeated and weak
I limp my way to the dark
Rivulets of tears showering...
The weight of friendship
Off my shoulders..
With a wave of my numb hands,
I say,
Goodbye Dear Friend..........
Categories:
retaliate, absence, best friend, betrayal,
Form:
Free verse
Don’t judge me by the colour of my skin or the name of my god .
They don’t not define me, or give you rights to say if I live or die.
They are set in stone an accident of birth.
One of gods little gifts to human kind.
Patriotism and religion, cause so many to die
For the sake of a flag or a deity of old.
Heart ache and tears is all you create
And more of the same when nations retaliate.
Let go of your bias free your heart of the hate
Bombing children at concerts , oh what a waste
You should have Grown some compassion, some love of mankind.
Leave the hate behind.
Categories:
retaliate, conflict, grief, hate,
Form:
Free verse
I was honestly happy before we met,
there is not reason for me to regret...
I love the sunrise that begat this sunset;
and the feelings you will never forget.
Soar the skies and snug the silent stars,
I will be right here scratching unseen scars
while you walk away with a platter of nectars.
I pray you keep the cookies in the jars.
I know you will one day look back...
only to find me on a new track.
Your lying lips was our only setback...
I wish you will discard that stained sack.
There is no reason for me to retaliate...
Our relationship was a date with fate.
I will always love you my heart mate...
Your apologies will never be too late.
Categories:
retaliate, best friend, betrayal,
Form:
Lyric
She had everything taken away from her
Then they stripped her of her pride
She lost her friends when most in need
No one stood by her side
Her haven was to sit by the beach
They had left her that mistakenly
Not knowing she would recharge
So they had failed unknowingly
Not succeeding in totally breaking her spirit
‘Cause she would mend and regenerate
In sync with the healing heartbeat of the sea
She would be back ready to retaliate
To take a stand with more resolve
It was her mission and her fate
AP: 3rd place 2020
Submitted on November 1, 2018 for contest TELL ME A STORY 2_PICTURE #2 WOMAN ON BEACH sponsored by BRENDA CHIRI
Categories:
retaliate, abuse, beach, bullying, fate,
Form:
Rhyme
To love your country,
you must commit yourself indefinetly;
there are no doubts, or fears
when it comes to defend it fervently..
do it for the sake of your family,
or your countrymen who wish for peace!
They will send you to distant lands,
away from your loved ones...
to uphold freedom and its sanctity,
and you'll shine with bravery!
Anytime peace is threatened,
you'll retaliate and engage in combat,
true soldiers always fight with self-confidence,
never retreat in any circumstance!
There'll be days of fright , of darkness and despair,
and nights to shed tears on cold pillows;
no tender eyes to glance into or arms to embrace,
but surrendering distorts your honor!
As the mission comes to its end suddenly,
and you are one of the surviivors to declare victory,
although you'll also grieve for the fallen ones:
you'll wave your flag to the calmest skies!
To love your country,
you must avail yourself of dignity
and protect its borders vigilantly;
be aware of its tremendous cost:
risk your own life,or allow
the enemy to toast!
Categories:
retaliate, death, devotion, family, inspirational,
Form:
Ballad
Like a tsunami from the ocean
I want to churn everything, inside out
But rue the fact that,
Like a bubble in the air
Have to be content with only
Being fidgety inside myself.
When the rocks try to stop
The natural flow of river, downwards
Even the transparent water, gets bloodied,
Breaking its head on the rocks,
I can feel its squirming and quibbling
But can remain only a mute spectator.
Whenever I feel oppressed, in any form
My heart seethes and fumes
My blood Inside tends to boil over
Only to become cold again, why?
Perhaps it is not in my nature to retaliate,
Then, am I condemned remaining wounded, perpetually?
Unable to do much about oppressive relations,
I pine away with my grief
Only wishing I could also free myself
And others of the oppression and the pain it inflicts
And enjoy the happiness and freedom
endowed by nature, in relations.
But looking at nature’s infinite vastness, where
Despite tight bonding and discipline in every bit
All relationships out there enjoy
Innate freedom, harmony and fairness
Then Wounds inflicted by the experience of oppression,
Fill me with jealousy and pain even harder and deeper.
Hope is life, maybe quite dreamlike
The change, which would destroy
the current forms of oppressions
and build relationships, free and fair, anew
seems to be a far cry, as of now.
the volcanoes are also destined to remain
dormant inside, for centuries, before they erupt.
Self Translation of my Hindi poem 'Parivartan'
Categories:
retaliate, anger, angst, betrayal, freedom,
Form:
Free verse
Was it loneliness that convinced me to pursue
Yet one more futile try, another mismatched mate
The years pass quickly and the choices become few
On eligibility’s scale I fail to rate
A magical connection I cannot create
My heart grows fatigued, a feeling so alarming
Should I place my future hopes in the hands of fate
Many are alone; where do you hide, Prince Charming
I’m weary of searching yet feel I must renew
The “frogs” say it’s my fault, but I recriminate
I only kiss them hoping my dreams would come true
No princes emerge; they only retaliate
By leaving me alone on weekends with no date
Do they realize it’s my ego they’re harming
Happily ever after endings I inflate
Many are alone; where do you hide, Prince Charming
For years I’ve sought you out and now I think I’m through
This path I have traveled I am forced to negate
Just like the fly that escaped when the frog’s tongue flew
Blessings of solitude I once did understate
So now I’ll just accept this solitary state
A stone fortress around my heart I’m now arming
The seasons have flown past and I fear it’s now too late
Many are alone; where do you hide, Prince Charming
Efforts expended but results do not equate
I realize it’s only myself I’ve been harming
No longer will I ask, questioning does abate
Many are alone; where do you hide, Prince Charming
Categories:
retaliate, angst, loveheart, heart, me,
Form:
Ballade
Your metal head has a mind of its own
When laptop chase rushes to meet deadline,
Pointed teeth decide to clump together
Jamming the bar with those sharp incisors;
My bones whacking the ledge, in high-scale of rage.
Braces still grip in clusters .... don’t have time
Loosening that clipped mouth, I must dare
Slam the base with a hammer without warning,
Yet you retaliate by cutting my neat thumb:
I'll wreck you in the hazardous bin, darn stapler!
It's time for hilarious poetries
Contest of Jamie Pan
Categories:
retaliate, confusion, crazy,
Form:
Free verse