Loathed Poems - Poems about Loathed

Talk of the troubler and the troubled. The dainty daubers and dark doubles at the end of each street. Talk of a civil thief and his broken tongue, neat shirt, tainted teeth and lusty lung that trips your merry into grieve. Talk of the Alaba Boys*; Wish's Jeff Bezos. And the Computer Village's* noise; Bill Gate's ambassadors; your brain upsidedown, boxers* lost. Talk of a floating...

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Loathed Being Clothed When Betrothed again he had loathed wedding and way she was clothed while being betrothed Jim Horn...

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I tapped on every door to gave them their news, some wailed, some yelled, some even thought it was only the muse, Some who even know I was arriving, blow up their fuse, Because my revelation was not to be amuse, Some moved away or even hide them shoes, but, nowhere to go because I predict your every moves, I can...

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It burns and it stings. It hurts. More than drowning beneath the ice. More than remaining in a kindled flame She hits and I no longer cry. Why mother, why? It burned and it stung. The markings remained, returned, and were relived Looking, loving, and little known loathing were the known ways of living. Never was their pity for the child that cried Never...

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(This is a true story) I love dogs but there was one dog that I hated. When she died in 1985, I celebrated. That stinking dog roamed the neighborhood and killed people's animals. The lousy owner was the one who was responsible. That witch wouldn't keep her dog tied or put a fence in her yard. A lot of people suffered...

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