Loathe Poems - Poems about Loathe

Early October. I accidentally came across your message, I dare not open it, after it caught my eye "Police contacted. You..." What did he try to prove? End of September, a note was hand delivered direct to your letter box. I did that to have a closure and To show you for the first and last time, I could also be in...

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2024 Finally, New Year Eve has arrived. I must be quick to make up my mind, To delete, remove and let go of all the Apps he installed, The things he said, the messages he sent, the words he wrote, The happiness he created, the work he helped, The troubles he made and the pain he caused. Within a brief encountering of...

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Zoom call “White Women” and “White Dudes” for Kamala raises millions. What hypocrites you all are! What next? Trannies and muslims and black dudes for Kamala? Democrats love segregation. Always have. Imagine the media if Donny held a White Dudes for Trump fundraiser? How blind and dumb do you have to be? WTFU!...

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I Old Age, let me not be a fugitive, Renegade, nor an earnest votary, Yet, when ye arrive on one unknown eve, Let no stray doubts dwell on my loyalty. If youth’s relished, leaves a lifelong footprint, A touch of enduring grace does it give, And on how-to-cope-with-old-age, a hint, Or else, O hasten that sooner I leave. Yea, nigh fit, let...

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The freckles that dapple my face are more than beauty spots, marks of where barbaric sun has kissed me and left a small dot. When the hours of darkness arrive, I look up at the freckled sky and fall in love with the universe. I wonder what if all the freckles living on my body were actually stars, stars that are muddy imprints of...

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How do I loathe thee? Let me count the ways. I loathe thee so that I throw up on sight Of thee, and when my ire is at a height, I grit my teeth and plot revenge for days. My loathing for thee, cheater, takes its toll. Thy empty claims of innocence, I scorn. I caught thee thrice! My trust was...

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Flying ….love or loathe? Personally….I am a loather From the beginning to journeys end I just want it to be over!! So much waiting is involved in flying Waiting, waiting and then some more Great patience and time is required Just to walk through that plane door There are passengers who strife to get ahead Though their seats are going nowhere? Have...

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It’s pure as fresh snow and as pale as a ghost. It’s the shade on the light spectrum that I loathe the most. A beluga whale, the milky moon and the aftermath of bleach and all my body’s hidden places just out of the sun’s reach. It lies on unlined paper and rests on decaying bones. On a virginal wedding dress in the trash,...

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I loathe feeling under the weather..., especially when nasty elephant (named Thomas the pachyderm) stomping to break loose courtesy tether, where antibodies of mine struggle to band together loosely analogous to voters standing in a queue waiting to cast their vote (while Georgia on my mind wafts thru wireless earbuds) tickling the fanciful notion Raphael Warnock leads runoff by barb of a feather. Unseen discombobulated enemy Republican...

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I have issues with the sun It burns It burns so much these days It burns it hurts my face Yet I am going out now Right into this traffic jam Right when the sun is big and bright Where is dawn? What a mess I am There is no such thing as a want in me I rather tuck myself in my...

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I must detest one, just the one, yes, battle within myself so that I can love the rest. I use words and phrases that hold my sense of conflict so that my strict faith may rest in my wish to love. Our grip on love may not exist; so let it not slip into the wasteland of my mind - a mind that holds so much...

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I loathe how I react; Without even a touch my pulse will be racing; As I hear your soft voice I fight with this feeling; I loathe how I react, the fact that I respond with an internal moan; Uncontrollable high, left at war with hormones; I loathe how I react; Absolutely futile, impossible to try halt both sides and...

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I am the queen of self destruction. Ritualistic Razor sharp scrutiny of my reflection - constantly spewing hate at my mid-section, whilst effortlessly faking the pursuit of perfection. A crumbled up heart beckons restitution in the midst of train-wrecked relationships, ruinous friendships, and crumbled up to do lists, in white-knuckled fists. The essence of happiness remains a mere mirage for one who...

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For Those Who Loathe America ~*~ At Pearl Harbor, many young lives were lost. Those too young now~ never valued their auspicious cost. As kids, in...

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don't fall in love Loving him in a romantic way From a one way street till endless highways Till he signaled no entry sign I was a fool or maybe the luckiest of all For some people, That happens once in a lifetime Or For others, They fall in love over and over again How can he deny now When I defend him then 'Whatever...

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