For a consecutive 6 weeks,
You helped a project of "putting the lipsticks on the pig".
Has the fence not damaged by the strangers,
We would not have worked together.
You helped keeping me safe from outsiders,
Prevent people invading into my living quarters,
But, you had stolen the key to my heart's locker,
Made me seeing the fence as a reminder.
Let it bleed inside my mind,
It hurt all days and nights,
Despite I have tried,
The pain and heartache have not ended.
Remember those dots I used,
They were exactly how I felt at the time,
But did not know you well enough to share my inner feelings,
Should never have those feelings in the first place.
It was never your false,
You did not encourage nor give me any wrong messages.
It was me who was so vulnerable,
Growed an affection and invested emotion feelings on you.
I never blamed you terminated our friendship,
If there was any of it.
However. I loathed you for disrespecting me and discriminating me being part of dirty system.
Categories:
disrespecting, blue, feelings, house, hurt,
Form: Free verse
My perception of the world is illusory art
The darkness is absolute
Women suffering violent abuse
From the one who said, “I do.”
Men and women pushing dope
To innocent souls searching for hope
Carjacking, kidnapping, and kids without a father
Rape, fraud, human trafficking and manslaughter
Women tearing down each other and disrespecting their mothers
Men trample over society causing everyone to suffer
Shackles, chains; imprisoned in the brain
Depression and suicide
The world is insane
Neglected children needing somewhere to hang
“Hey Lil’ Bro come join our gang.”
There in the wake lies the devil’s den
Next level self-destruction surrounded by sin
Drive-bys, Do or die
We are brothers Fam
Lay down yo’ Life
“Do it for the homies, don’t let down the tribe!!”
Now you have a teardrop
For all the bodies that dropped
The executioner's face stays hidden
The judge handed you a sentence
Yet, you hold your head up high
Beaming with empty-headed pride
Because you didn’t snitch
On the one who left skeletons in a ditch
Their crimes stay hidden
The Hood Tale legend
“You can never get out!”
Written by Sherry B
@2024
Categories:
disrespecting, 12th grade, allusion, betrayal,
Form: Rhyme
To be mis understood is to be absorbed
A rejection of existence by the listener
The communicator communicating
But the message is dissonance
It has happened one two three many times
Too much so that speaking is distilled
To specifically what you believe in
So that you can see me, It is heartbreaking
I would have taught you so much
We could have had so much fun
We could have found each other
In the meanings elaborated with patience
But I think a little too fast And my word smay slur
I also do not know many English words
To describe states of the heart with grace
and panache I lack finesse I speak too direct
You say am too honest I know no diplomacy
I might embarrass you while disrespecting my self
I am too headstrong but you are weak at heart
you are not talking to me
You are misunderstanding on purpose to
Conserve who you are rejecting any other
So I echo you you you
Because To be misunderstood is to be a broken mirror
It makes you hate yourself
Struggling
To find yourself in the other
Categories:
disrespecting, heart, lonely, longing, love,
Form: Blank verse
Flirting with disaster
On this fast-moving highway of life;
Speed demons incurably infected
With the disease of impatience.
I tremble with disgust
When shaken by a fierce gust of wind
Engendered by ill-advised velocity.
Acknowledge me, disrespecting demons.
Don't barrel your way through as if I'm not there,
Lest you recklessly careen off
An approaching curve on the road;
A hefty price paid
For sledgehammer stupidity.
The rules of the road couldn't be
More simple; slow down
And stop for me.
Come to a complete stop
Like everyone else; look sideways,
Then proceed with caution.
Categories:
disrespecting, encouraging, poetry, write,
Form: Personification
Mocking the dead, is that a thing?
How many ways can one be disrespecting?
Laws that cause offenders to be free?
Rape kits that exist only to be not breached.
Little lies and big divides of right and wrong genocide.
Our forefathers could not ever predict
We would be as disrespectful as this.
Ancestors bones surely roll like river
As the wicked become powerful while weak lips quiver
Fowl language and worse ethics morale and actions
Political powers that endorse for private satisfaction.
Mocking the dead what about the little kids
Who inherit the earth in the shape of it
We enjoyed youth clean air and water
And dirty it up for son and daughter.
Looking back only with limited views
Erasing the truth of ill will and abuse
A country started by taking from the natives
Blended into a melting pot of many races
Mocking the dead playing music head like fiddler
Warming the red bed of fire for Hitler
Are we so pompous we can never admit faults
Until it is too late and we too are lost?
Written 9/21/23 For Mocking The Dead Contest
Sponsor Silent One
Categories:
disrespecting, america, betrayal,
Form: Rhyme
I am done beseeching,
I am done disrespecting myself.
Grabbing onto twigs while drowning in a well.
Wells don't have no shells.
I am here writhing in pain and you look so well.
Your eyes which I thought were pearls,
they don't shine no more,
My heart was like a paper to you,
which you so easily tore.
You love me so less,
You don't care for me at all.
Yet you want me to answer at your every call.
I so stupidly run in your direction,
Mistaking your affectation for affection.
Then you abandon me with no explanation,
Here I am asking myself hundreds of questions.
Your eyes they are souless,
Your words, they are meaningless.
I am letting you go ,
This wound is going to turn sore .
But I am ready to move ahead,
The coffin's ready it's now time to bury the dead.
Categories:
disrespecting, anger, boyfriend, break up,
Form: Rhyme
In the face of love,
If don't think there is a drink called "hate "
Which was made from some world companies
And given to some people by force.
I always feel good to love some people
Who can speak bad about me each days
as they don't have other occupations.
In the face of love,
It is hard for some people to speak good
about some realists as they keep speaking
the truth about many wong things
which continue happening in the World
that need to change globally .
I have never found faults
in telling the truth publicly.
Speaking the truths
does not mean insulting
Or disrespecting.
Love the realists as
they are useful
to many communities
in the World.
July 5th 2023
Categories:
disrespecting, encouraging, inspirational love, love,
Form: Free verse
Don't want to be reductionist
obeying only secularized rules
Would prefer to grow more
sacred inductionist
rediscovering golden win/win tools
For imagining
and re-membering
why win/win ancient relationships,
like space and time,
humane and divine
here and there
circle and square
pole and hole
purpose and goal
Feel more sacred
than win/lose dueling competitions
seem routinely dissonant
Despite StraightWhite Paternalistically Capitalist
secular indoctrination
disrespecting ecofeminist experiences
of resonantly resilient
compassionate relationship
elationships
Guiding sacred inductive curiosity
to restore eternal health and safety
sacred communions
within each reiterative communication
string through holonic communities
of resonantly cooperative freedoms
uniting wealth resilient experience
Lavishly conserving
future regenerators' trauma-healing
romantic re-memories
sacredly dramatic
peak and peaceful co-elationships
Replacing immigration threats
by Other cold colonizers
Restoring shared emigrant memories
warmer strengths
with cooperative
co-invested
mutually infested
creolizers.
Categories:
disrespecting, community, health, humor, integrity,
Form: Parallelismus Membrorum
My friend’s house caught on fire when she was gone.
It was a gorgeous house, in the country, on fifty acres.
She had painted custom murals and decorated every room fancy.
The kind of house people “ooh and ahh” over, due to its beauty.
She had worked on this house for over twenty-seven years.
She was gone that day. It was a devastation. A total wipe out fire.
Not only did people drive out to watch the fire, they brought snacks.
I don’t know which was worse, she told me.
Losing my house or picking up the trash people threw out of their cars.
I was horrified and of course, she was devastated.
Who does this? Some people did, driving up into the yard to watch.
As if it was a bonfire. Sadly, some treated it like a tailgate party.
Utter disrespect for another, leaving trash in her yard like that.
Categories:
disrespecting, fire,
Form: Narrative
When you are misunderstood it does not mean it is you.
It very well might be the person who has no way to know
That your face means you are feeling angry, sad or blue.
They might not have any experience to help them so…
Do not take it personally, it might not be your fault.
It could be the person you are speaking too is not aware
Take all comments from another with a bucket of salt.
Not disrespecting yourself or them takes great self-care.
Do not waste a time trying to explain yourself if you don’t want to.
Some people take things “the wrong” way on a regular basis, sadly.
The people who love you and know you will understand what to do.
Surround yourself with these people, and you will feel less badly.
Categories:
disrespecting, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
I remember the day
your hands supported my cycle
for the last time,
showing me the world ahead
which cannot survive
on the paddle of dependency.
I remember the day
your shrimpy rebuke
corrected my inapt words
after which I started
disrespecting disrespect.
I remember the day
your shoulders grew enough
and so did my body weight
that I understood
now it'd be the time
for my shoulders to do for you.
I remember the days
your experiences implanted in me
the seed of integrity
which just like you
would never get old
But wiser and wiser day by day.
Categories:
disrespecting, father, father daughter, love,
Form: Free verse
When it drizzles and the sun shines,
A perfect rainbow pops up;
An array of colors it parades.
Yet we look for its other half
That falls below the horizon,
Disrespecting the one before us.
Bite Size Poem #41 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Date: 03-04-2022
Categories:
disrespecting, nature,
Form: Free verse
Will Smith resigned. Listen to me. Will Smith was not "Acting it seems to me when he slapped Chris Rock for disrespecting his belove "Wife" who suffer from a "Disease"that is not funny! Suffering is never "FUNNY"!!!!!! Stupid People do anything for "Money"while trying to be funny!!!!! Will Smith showed "Real Love " for his beloved "Wife" whom he wants to keep in his "Life"!!!! It is not good to disrespect any mans "Wife"!!!!! Some have lost their life for disrespecting someones "Husband or someones "Wife"!!!!! "THAT SUFFERING FROM THE DISEASE THAT CAUSES A WOMAN OR MAN TO LOOSE THEIR HAIR IS NOT AT ALL "FUNNY"!!!!!!!!!!Will Smith does not need to resign because making fun of a "Disease" is a "Criminal Act" and is totally "UNKIND"!!!!!!
Categories:
disrespecting, 12th grade, 1st grade,
Form: Free verse
He says he loves her
For her, anything he would do
He tells her she's special, she's the one
However; there are others too
He says he needs his space
Yet, he wants her close by
She says, “he loves me”
She smiles, with a little tear in her eye
She tries to deny the mental hurt
Which only intensifies her physical pain
It's a desperate attempt to distort her reality
That's a manifestation of low self esteem and self shame
He continued to promise her the world
Eventually she had to face the dichotomy
His actions began to speak so loud
His words were troubling
He said he loves her
But he loves others just the same
Never let someone get comfortable disrespecting you
And you will live a life of less pain
Categories:
disrespecting, abuse, angst, anxiety, growth,
Form: Rhyme
Inherit a world we didn't create,
discover the knowledge those before aint,
teaching kids that what we had absent,
they are the first to say don't wait,
demanding adults change their ways,
blame our generation, outspoken, complain,
disrespecting your elders through climate change,
our generation who was not taught,
our generation who found and put forth,
our generation who didn't ignore,
our generation who put knowledge in schools,
our generation the youth blame and force,
disrespect us like no generation before
you'll be in danger we will enforce
kids with voices entitled to talk,
telling us knowledge as if we are fools,
as if they know better, as if they know more,
my generation made this world, kids it aint yours,
you know ,because we know ,and we were not taught,
Categories:
disrespecting, youth,
Form: Rhyme
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