Hatred. Poems - Poems about Hatred.

She was the girl that went unnoticed She kept herself small, she didn't want to be the focus But deep in her pockets Her biggest secret She was a poet It wasn't some big revelation Like she had already known it Her lack of confidence wouldn't let her do it But little did she know she was already chosen When she was born her...

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Raw, unfiltered anger, it’s all that I know. Constantly Aggravated by worthless pieces of scum that I struggle Getting off of my shoes. A nasty glare, a hostile retort, Everything and anything can, and will, fan the flame. After the infliction, what happens then? A swelling, a vicious, Nasty swelling in the throat. A horrible torrent of flames threatens to Destroy...

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How Long a wait will my weak feet endure? For many years On your snub I still wail. Yet Veils of lies don’t cover your allure; Your Elegance I still cannot but hail. Your words Often fail to convey passion, Your heart Remains closed off to compassion, Since you Heave out too little in response, Within the Arcade of hatred you ensconce. With...

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“Come one, come all!” The hawker summons Try your luck On the unmoored Ferris wheel Hurl a dart At the Kewpie dolls Win one for the lady To consummate the deal (Chorus) Intruders in the festival Outsiders at the gates Nothing like a carnival To bring up dormant hates Where the pavement meets the grass Behind the stand of funnel cakes, Someone's getting hornery Their pants down at their feet This balloon-tank...

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"Fear of something is at the root of hate for others, and hate within will eventually destroy the hater." -George Washington Carver "Men often hate each other because they fear each other; they fear each other because they don't know each other; they don't know each other because they can not communicate; they can not communicate...

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dedication for love You’re being noticed by others, While I search for your love. I’ve been lied to, knowing I've been Replaced by your mother's love. Oh, what can I get in return? I've taken all the warmth from your arms But it's futile; we're nothing worthwhile. You seem to be unaware of my needs, though I need you more than ever. I lost myself...

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Becoming a slave to my own paradise, Becoming clingy to my own disregarded appetites, Becoming a prisoner of my own created prison, Becoming lonesome in my own crowd. Recognising something lethal, Pouring out something eternal, Bearing some dirt of civilisation, Tearing apart the burden of my own existence. I've created my own traps, Living forever in my own satire. No appeal on the docket today; I...

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One day, love will set, suffocated by the hatred that begs for mercy, Drops of tears of regret will flow, guilty it will forever remain, Because it was alive, because it was always there, Because it held hearts in its palms with the utmost care, Its whole life was a silent service, a dance of conquered freedoms, Battles fought with...

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2015.4.13 @ 15:08:03 From time to time, I believed you had unintentionally caused me harm. I expressed and complained about them, Then I forgave, forgot and moved on. My favourite number was three, I believed I did three big favours for you. I also travelled with you three tourist places. I always visit historic sites and country towns During winter and when...

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You asked, "out of everyone, why me?" I know the answer now, maybe. They come to me, drawn in by the way I’ve been existing. They compliment the things they can see. but none of it matters, it never did to me. Because I know, deep down, they don’t really see me. Not like the way, i let you see. And I hate that. I...

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A fraction of home, Can she come to me? See? Ignore the useless bodies, They can’t have what’s mine. Can’t even tell what’s a lie, What is living? (Living, living, living.) Why do you come back? Dread is all it is, It can’t hurt me, but my home SUFFERS My hands are gross, coincide with my arm, One is insecurity, the other is selfish. Do you...

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Useless bodies They roll around aimlessly Ram into anything they can destroy Their own pleasure. Their own entertainment It's all about them, Let them live....

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What I heard about love, It’s so sadistic and pathetic to the core. They claim, “It’s the judge, jury and executioner” The rumors sounded surreal and so real It’s a mutual tolerance, Of an agreement signed by fools. Ink, that slowly fades into the blue Leaving the hue of the unforgiving cue. At least, that’s what I heard about love! So much pretense, From our...

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risen above gross hatred, given love most sacred...

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