Contradicts Poems - Poems about Contradicts

Shall I peer into my looking glass, my darling?

...I stare at the girl through my looking glass.
In her smile, self-deprecation sighs.
Voices in her head whisper chaos,
as she screams internally for attention,
begging any deity above to save her....

WHAT IF LOVE IS A MYTH?

...Love is kind.
Love is patient.
Love gives.
Love understands.

But what if
love is only kind
until it teaches you to kneel
for crumbs and call it a feast?

What if love isn’t perfect
not be...

Women are like Wild Honey

...They start thick— 
not the polite kind you stir into tea
not the mild drizzle on breakfast toast
but the kind that runs hot
slow
dangerous 
coating your tongue before you grasp
the pric...

Prescribed Celebration

...(yes, I'm serious)

Three minutes.

That’s how long it took
to name a swarming mess:
A self-appointed poet
with rogue chemicals sizzling in her nerves.
The diagnosis long and fancy—
b...

In a Pickle

...being in a May-December relationship 
could test the boundaries of patience
like the football socks under a teenager’s bed
it does not age well

these relationships have unique challenges
the r...

Instead Of Doing Wrong

...The heaviest guilt inside
in never that easy to hide;
just think how the conscience
will react to a false pretense!

And instead of doing wrong,
you could have been kind
avoiding conflict and ...

Perceiving

...Be disgusted by your body's limitations, You are just a sack of meat. Indigestible and rotten, so throw yourself into the forest but not even the dogs would eat.

Your body is decorated inside by a...

Regrets of a woke therapist

...I was a woke shrink, I sadly write this verse.
My patients came in bad shape, ended up worse.

Today there was Cohen, who thought he was French.
I told him either way, his privilege gave a stench...

My voice will never be heard

...

Don’t protect me from NATO countries
I didn’t ask you for that
I need some Atlantic breeze
Mixed with fume of my cigarette
You brave or coward warriors 
Don’t shoot me for the music I play
...

Abolishing the Death Penalty: A Case for Humanity

...The death penalty, a practice rooted in antiquity, continues to evoke controversy and ethical dilemmas in modern society. Despite its purported role in deterring crime and administering justice, the ...

fear of missing your ''self''

...there may be times when you think that everything's changed...
but you look around, and you still don't see anything for what it is...
so you willingly forfeit the hope of what could be, i...

Hate Speech Conclusion

...


The News and Politicians do all of the above.

Causing fear by reporting what the Government 
thinks about Parents attending 
school board meetings.
That they could be * inciting violence....

World of Name Irony

...In this world of endless fame,
Where every creature has a name,
From the tiniest ant to the largest crane,
Each name represents its unique domain!
Some quite confusing to attest.
For some names ...

My Sympathy

...my sympathies aren’t born of grace
like in the way of the benevolent heiress who,
ever-so-delicately, extends cupped hands
to feed the twittering songbirds 
perched on her windowsill 

it comes...

Sophie His Sister

...
"Inspired by  The Sick Child by Edward Munch 1907  Oils on Canvas." The Poet

Motif etched first then done in hues of green,
Light embracing her red hair to set the scene.
A sign of resignation...

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