Best Victimize Poems
You can bleed me blind,
execute my eyes,
victimize my vision,
immolate my imagery,
nullify my name,
suppress me into silence,
slaughter my soul,
execute my ego,
slay my spirit,
veil my verses,
poison my prose,
annihilate my alliterations,
ravage my rhymes,
waste my words,
vaporize my vocabulary,
halt my heartbeats,
but you will never
pause my poetry
Categories:
victimize, angst, poetry, society,
Form:
Free verse
What in the ink whorl is papièr churl going on?
Ill quill vapors are trying to victimize me,
vex prose don’t belong
Word saber player haters trying to stick it to me,
throwing cursive stones
Their coarse paper tone is so digital angry
Blog blots got their writes all wrong
Sore spots ... ink stains
Rotted crease stroke brains
always wanna bring paper cut pain
Plenty briquettes blurt-y wanna dance dirty,
a-many ugly exchanges ain’t squid spit purty
If coal paper meet a diamond pen,
Crush Groove is gonna tango win
Counterfeit clone muse
using plagiarist, copy printer tools
Blank scroll troll fools
didn’t learn Poetry Slam old school
Any lip ink unwell with a lying spiel,
gets the clean-up Truth erasure deal
Epithet tongues liquor epitaph envelopes,
gin up troublesome, scarlet letter tropes
But when this Iron Will pen
meet their forged paper
Pallbearer finger caper
gonna press an eulogy send
Writ smack weakies think they’re grit summon strong!
Categories:
victimize, metaphor, philosophy, psychological, slam,
Form:
Alliteration
P D is VANE everybody.
P D craves fame and popularity.
Probably comes from a very dysfunctional family.
My poor little poet destroyer P D.
PD won't slam woman and do you know why?
She has nothing against women, but P D hates guys.
P D buy guys has most probably been victimized.
So P D just loves slamin men,
again, and again.
It's P D's way of getting even
with all the stupid men
who may have made her a victim.
Slam the hell outta me PD my friend,
if this is truly your reason for being the ongoing champion
in the artful poetry none as SLAM.
Ya need to victimize a male,
look no further. You'll slaughter me every time and never fail.
because you helped me tremendously P D,
and so in return I'll always be there for my little Poet Destroyer, Pd
Oh yes, by the way PD, I've beaten you to the punch and posted for all to read
My sincere message of apology to you for all to read.
There isn't anything about me that I care others see.
So Ha Ha. Beat Ya to it! In ya face PD!
"I really do consider you a very close friend to me, but if you want to cut off ties with me, I'll
understand and not take it personally. If I did offend you PD, I'm very sorry. Most Sincerely,
theKidster, Billy"
Categories:
victimize, me, me,
Form:
Rhyme
Don't let them see us
tremble! – it is what
they want. Don't let
them drink our tears of
sorrow...it will prompt
them to create more
heartbreak tomorrow. let
them hear, loud and clear,
of our definitive resolve –
we will not be divided
and scattered – these
Marxist, racist scum,
will also pay, here on earth,
long before they reach the
fires of hell....
(Lunatics With Power)
Soros, and his sponsoring
of Marxist, soulless DA's and Judges –
The squad, Pelosi's Luciferic Compatibles –
Time to Exorcise such swine, from their
sties of luxury, and into the pens of
our America Justice system, the very
same pens, they have manically emptied,
spilling criminal content back onto
the streets of our society, to
victimize our Nation's innocence –
Vote them out!
And then, Prosecute!
Categories:
victimize, community, freedom, heartbroken, political,
Form:
Prose Poetry
This lush green and putrefying smell is in what I rejoice.
Some humidity is enough for me to glide to and fro,
on dead leaves, under rotting branches...among preys and predators;
no limit of land and no society to dictate my behavior.
The earth of God, I revere for the livelihood it provides to me.
I know not why you brought partition in our unique home,
to rule ruthlessly upon me and other jungle lives.
I’m a danger to you with my venom but you are more dangerous
to me with a filthy mind, developed to victimize my race.
You track me even in this deep jungle, no longer your land.
Your toxin is far more toxic; you kill your own unnecessarily!
I work hard to find my survival and protect my family but
you exploit me to extortion, to enhance your own life;
in zoos, in labs, my skin in bags and wallets, my corpse
in museums and paradoxically revere me for fantasies and boons!
I defend my home as you do but segregation and discrimination
is your very nature, foolish man; you are thus doomed to ceaseless misery.
One dances to your rod, one wags its tail while another carries your burden;
you befriend them all deviously to discard them after use.
I pray one day you come back to where you belonged,
in the lush green, to know your worth and recognize God is only one;
certainly not as you describe!
7/02/17
Categories:
victimize, abuse, animal, betrayal, environment,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Say it loud if that is what thrills you
Say it twice if that is what you don’t want
Say it loud if that is what brings discomfort in you
Cough it out if that will make you feel better
Run it fast if that will take you to your destiny
Step it up if that will take you higher
Dream it big if that’s what feels to be real
Fight it back if that’s what jeopardizes your peace
Give it time if that’s what worth your wait
Pay attention if that’s what you need to understand
Dress it smart if that’s what suits you
Paint it colorful if that’s what brightens you
Push it hard if that’s what you want to achieve
Keep on trying if that’s what fails you
Keep the ball rolling if you aim to reach the net
Goal scorers are those who keep on playing
Possess intelligence to be an intellectual
Be content to be constant but never let the contend
To keep you out of consistent.
Take you position but don’t use it as a possession.
Fly high if you believe that the sky is the limit.
Connect if you want to be collected
Don’t be a captor if you want to captivate.
Stay out of captive so you can be the captain
Be a commander to avoid being a demander.
Civilized is a way better than being a civilian
Hop to host high the classic but be gradual to cut the cost to graduate with gratitude.
Crave not to see yourself in the grave before you create life that will lend you in higher grade.
Be bold to hold the high volts that keep the cold away from the world of your own.
Be vital to visualize the visible visions that will
Violate the violence that victimize the victory of your vigorous success.
Defy to be dependent in order to deposit
The devotion that will deplete the negative emotions in you.
Stand still your integral being to give integrity that intact the instrumental mind you are installed in.
Know that nothing can change the chances that challenges the champion that chairs the chambers of your character
Be ready to cherish the charismatic chapter with champagne that will cheer up the chemistry in you to charm forever
Categories:
victimize, books, business, change, dream,
Form:
Alliteration
Anger and kindness reach for richly polar opposition.
So, can I have any more perfect anger
than I have perfect kindness?
Rumi claims that anger reposes during kindness,
but sleep is not death,
while kindness anxiously awaits
during times of quick vexation,
deeply entrenched resentment and hurt
and fear of pathological repetition
of loss and pain.
Suffering wrestles between these two.
Suffering with grows kindness,
while suffering against grows angry.
Most of life plays out somewhere between
our competitive and cooperative intent
and suffering
mentoring co-redemptive intent,
regenerative practices,
comprehensive polycultural and multisystemic karmic grace
of ecojustice,
therapeutic co-arising diapraxis.
No pain, no gain;
No gain, restrain,
retrain.
We redeem as we harvest
what we plant
in fertile compost
and toxic salt of dispossessive tears
and laughter at those we've left behind and out;
those and that nature we thought we could possess,
own, enslave, use, abuse, victimize, ignore, neglect,
commodify.
Sowing life with Self,
and Other,
in and on Earth's cooperative kindness
and challenging unkindness,
or planting angry monocultural competitive weeds,
and usually some of both,
self-righteous flashy egojustice
and ecotherapeutically peaceful mindfulness
within Beloved Polycultural EarthTribe's formative
normative co-intelligence,
reasons for all four seasons.
Kindness intends to suffer with,
and not against,
to reconnect our DNA memory--
we are a regeneratively co-evolving
deep-ecorooting bicultural Tree of Life,
growing both up and out Yang,
and down and internally landscaping
Yin-Yin ecologic
as Win-Win ecojustice Cooperative Gaming Theory,
rooting our reverse-hierarchical cooperative
and information network
all the way in and through our (0)-soul double-elliptical
Universal Synergetics Prime ReGenesis Project System
of fractal-holonic Design, Community and Communication Development,
Economic Development as Eco-logical and Environ-mental
Continuous Well-Being Improvement.
Kindness suffers with eco-injustice anger;
anger suffers against ecotherapeutic justice.
Categories:
victimize, anger, culture, destiny, earth,
Form:
Free verse
Today girls are so different
A lot of mix attitudes
Some are so nice and friendly
And then some are so very rude
I tell one girl how she pretty
She told me to go to hell
Then I did a little observation
And the results now I would like tell
Some girls are so shy
They won’t even show their face
And some think they are so sexy
Only dress in leather and lace
Then some girls are so sad
They will only share their sorrow
And when the attractive girls passing
All the guys will start to follow
Some girls can think they are weak
And have no confidence within
Then the bullied girls feel like losers
And think they just can’t win
But when god created woman
He gives them unimaginable powers
Women can be strong like a mountain
And still beautiful like a bunch of flowers
Women has powers to make peace
And the ability to start a war
For when a man loves a woman
He would do anything for her
Some girls just like to be alone
And will do everything on their own
Some girls are so chatty
They will live on the phone
Some girls can be suicidal
And don’t want to be here tomorrow
Then there is the selfish girl
Whose heart is so shallow?
When a girl is embarrass
She wishes for a place to hide
And you will know the naughtily girls
They are ones who lost their pride
The adventurous girls
are the ones who is out and about
And the victimize girls
They stop and no longer go out
Some girls are tomboys
will see them falling off a swing
And the slutty girls well?
They will just have a one night fling
and the rejected girls
walking around feeling empty
And then the lazy girls
they are always feeling sleepy
But what ever types of girls there is
Their powers will have no end
A lot of guys will hate me for saying this
But women is more powerful than men
Categories:
victimize, girl, introspection, life,
Form:
Light Verse
I live a life of
poverty.
Crucified for the
color of my skin.
Minimum wage
ain't pay ****,
so I resort to a
life of crime...
Victimize all who
become my prey.
I didn't choose
to live life this way,
but society has turn
me into what they
profile me to be...
A menace to society.
I'm a thug raised
in the streets,
where one wrong
move will get you
shot.
Cross me once,
and that's your life
son.
I live by the gun,
and I will die by
one.
Written by: Poet Shi
Categories:
victimize, art, betrayal, confusion, cry,
Form:
Blank verse
As our world lies in havoc
she waits deep in the inticingly
dark forest
she glances upon us
though to her we are but a
bleak glimmer of misery on the
horizon
our world begins to crumble
our oceans dry and turn to
puddles
and the earth cracks and
begins to break away below
our feet
and as we starve
she picks ripe succulent fruits
from lush strong vines
she plunges her teeth through
the skin
and flavorful juices roll down
her tongue
she runs and plays throughout
the forest and skips through
rolling streams
and the sound of her wet feet
slapping on rocks echo's
through the woods
she cherishes every thing in
her world
while the brutal few still in ours
ravage what is left of it
they victimize the weak and
weary
for them to survive is to fight
is to kill
while the weaker waste away
or survive by taking from the
corpses that litter the earth
burned crisp by the seering sun
but she sings enchantingly
through the black mass of thick
trees
and dances elegantly with fire
flies
for years she watches us with
little intrest
until one intensely dark night
she looks upon our world and
thinks this could be a sad
shame
but she never feels sadness
and she knows that everything
happens for a reason.
Categories:
victimize, imaginationworld, earth,
Form:
Free verse
Suryaputra – poem 17-2-2016
This nation needs always issue and forgetting
Empty belly keeps tissue paper
Sanity goes void and in vain osteracized to become beggar
Nobody comes then in whole life to touch your heart.
But listen with pathos your melancholy melody.
Who are poors by torn wallets and no blood in vein
To rebel and dares not to die they talks banters for revolution
This mentally castrated progeny of high breed lives faceless
In darkness everytime waiting in hope
Suryaputra would born one day this assumption of gavatar
Running for belly with speed of dhum
All true path of searching self existence blocked
And wrong illusions grimacing for happiness
His thirsty throat screams inside for love
And chases it for failure that way never reaches to immortality
Infinit of pointalism ink drops
And thousand faces whirls before in moment that never catchable
Or hunt to victimize
In dream in seclusion he swaying without angel
Or wander in alley of bitches for cheap ****** then how
Could he die like martyer in this nation?
Like common man with various names labelized by others
Lives in safe sophisticated life
Forgetting his own identity crisis for god’s sake
He quotes -
Don’t pedagogue us
We will ready to wait till doomsday to change
all this with snail pace. Thanks for your honest
honest feedback for deserted poet of dying thirst.
Categories:
victimize, betrayal, confusion, hope, humanity,
Form:
Bio
(fact)
A ex-con goes around trying to act like a cop
Robbing innocents for love and prosperity.
A second chance in life they already have
Now this become they next shame disgrace.
He may not know that I know about his crime I've learned.
For I was a fool after I met him and did not know.
But when it came to questioning every thing was display
To it's fully understanding.
I tell all indeed for I didn't know I was being victimize by a con men with partners.
I've lost a lot of my things and savings indeed.
Rebuilt from that is slow and upsetting.
Of course it's hard to trust anyone after that.
For Everytime I come across a being they keep becoming my worst mistake.
Categories:
victimize, betrayal, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
As they leave
They leave with us nothing but an empty
Treasure to treasure which even Judas Iscariot
The disciple’s Treasure cannot measure
And treasure with pleasure.
As they leave,
They victimize and they seize with impunity
And dishonour students’ union leader’s certificates
Since 2000,for leading peaceful protest
Within and outside campus
As they leave,
They leave with stains of blood of 17 pensioners
And their other colleagues in their hands
While younger colleagues and students mere
Exist like living corpses
They vindictively sack staff who tell them
The naked truth and seize food from their families
As they leave,
They leave with our monetised vehicles and valuables
Monetisation another coinage for stealing people’s
Goods and properties
As they leave,
They relish and enjoy destroying people’s lives
And careers, giggling, later, dexterously smiling
And suddenly laughing hysterically like a naked
Beautifully handsome man dancing to no particular
Beat in Dugbe market
As they leave,
They leave with us fusion of confusion
Sensational exploitation and victimization
Intimidation and bastardization of the then
Glorious University of Ibadan culture and traditon
As they leave,
They leave thinking that their evil deeds will
Be buried and buried with them secretly
Alas!!…the wind has blown and the buttocks
Of the mother-hen is exposed.
Alayande Stephen. T
20th,September,2005
6.00am
Categories:
victimize, adventure, allegory, education, history,
Form:
it was a muggy day
like every other
times passed
but i couldn't find way
all i needed was mother
and yet ma prolonged days
would never give to me what i rightfully deserved
stuck at cross roads we
wavering at passers by, we
haul the cold desert night in patience, we
hold fast till the morning has come for, we
are reminded of the days to come, we
refuse to subdue despite the pain, we
refuses to victimize our selves of t he pain, we
know in the best words of the wise that:
"a war that can never be won must always be fought"
and yet after so much courage i still felt lost
out alone, alone at last, i struggle,
to pull ma act together i refuse
to swallow ma tears, i
Crush!!
hold me together' i fall
Apart
mine is a broken mirror glass
like pieces of me scattered on the floor
for now more than ever
i feel lost
Categories:
victimize, lost,
Form:
Narrative
When you eviscerate me from your life
I plunge into a vortex of emotional strife
Not only are you cold and fallacious
Your offensiveness is also mendacious
Is it not enough for you to victimize
that you have to constantly criticize
Tell me who do you think you are
Your actions are crazy and bazaar
You are so angry that you see scarlet red
I no longer hurt - you bewilder me instead
June 29, 2018
Categories:
victimize, angst, betrayal, confusion, lost,
Form:
Rhyme