Best Slap In The Face Poems

The Prophet


I read the words of a poet
From the days of tomorrow
His verse flowed backwards in time
And rhyme 
I, a fair maiden, doomed to a...

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In this uncertain life you work hard everyday,
step in the hamster wheel you have mounting bills to pay,
careful not to resort to temptation you crave,
you...

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What a slap in the face!
It’s an international disgrace!

(Descriptive distraction)
and (subversion in action)

It’s now commonly used in parlance by judiciary
while in literature this prevalent (lie)...

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the bright monitor
glares through inky darkness--
a clock ticks

My heart lurches painfully in my chest as my mind tries to process what I'm seeing. My mug...

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i write slam better than anyone around
i leave you screaming without the sound
no-one can handle my lyrical style
i outstrip you all by a country mile
spitting...

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3/7/15


At times reality was a slap to the face
But it was something I had to embrace

It was hard to bounce back
While down path
But I didn't...

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My eyes have not grown too weak or dim
to ignore what they've long been seeing
pretenders who wear a mask of disguise
like a skier who's not...

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sometimes I need to be
very in your face
make myself heard
let out that roar
and drama it up a score
the need for more
at the core

more intensity
vivacity
high voltage...

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The smell would hit me like a slap in the face 
My daddy was a patient in that place
I would find him sitting in his...

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This is the last straw
The last cold slap in the face
The last hard swallow of total disgrace
I'm tearing down this whipping post
And disappearing from your...

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Different pains can be preferable
Though all hurts
Though all hurts deep
There are different 
flavors
of 
ferocity
Stinging, high pitched and sour screams
Burning, low boiled growling
Sharp, a swift high...

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Ive noticed boys are like seagulls.
They pick up the first shiny thing they see.
Why would they want something dull.
Dont you agree?
And they keep it and...

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It was dark, dark, so very dark
blacker than the blackest black
no full, half, quarter or sliver
as if the moon had fled in terror
as if it...

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Brothers do you hate me
Because you’re black like me
And when you look in the mirror
It is me you see

You appear to forget
And instead reject
Your uncle’s...

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Sun and traffic - day economy.
Six a.m. drive to plywood mill. Too tired
to be angry. Each day a step
toward death. What is being accomplished? The
small...

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