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Elected Rejected

Discrediting plausibility 
by shredding their humility 
to a place of vulnerability 
devoured by inabilities 
cowardice incompetence 
showered into consciousness 
empowered causing confidence 
validation found in compliments 
a false sense of accomplishment 
resort to intense punishment 
to knock down their competitors 
who speak of truth not metaphors 
that could reverse their actual course 
see them falling through floorboards 
far from craved credited applause 
a status low as though blackballed 
on salaries always needing more 
survival gifting no rewards 
a personality to be ignored 
social skills which leave them bored 
testing humans to their core 
needing a win but cannot score 
electrical without a cord 
no plug socket or power source 
as management you were assured 
entitlement had power stored 
defensive walls they reinforced 
the canon fire rains then pours 
constant drainage of resource
when liars reign without remorse 
demonstrate through acts of war 
axing allies no friends of yours 
switching sides ending support 
backtracking and invasions fall 
forward thinking backward thoughts 
two faced fronts fights are fought
defend positions within the fort 
saving supply routes to the port 
lowered standards poor results 
lose respect face the onslaught 
enclosing can’t escape assaults
laced with disgrace of dense insults
unsatisfactory falling short 
the cost of power steeply soars 
run out of bullets fight with swords 
sticks and stones not canon balls 
back to basics of infant schools 
learning how the mighty fall 
turns out you might be a fool 
from the authority you adore 
to unemployed and lost it all 
from big and powerful to small 
once important not anymore 
once arrogant above the law 
apparently now unloveable
a tyrant silenced by rivals 
the outlaw downfall locked indoors 
freedom within the prison walls 
abusing boundaries horribly 
so far beyond authority 
explicitly and vicously 
fully of inefficiency 
faults and inability 
soulless animosity 
dethroned without the sovereignty 
lost lonely in unpopularity.
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Courage

Real courage is something you find deep inside
When your down and almost beaten
When you rise against the odds
Against logic and reason and yet succeed
To cou rage is to rout it
To mercilessly dominate all of you fears
And plough forwards regardless
This is real courage
To hope in the hopeless
For dispair is hopes time to shine
To stay true in falsness
For falsenes is truths time of brightness
And love, what is love
To love the unloveable
To love in the face of hatred, this is true courage
To love in hope and faithfulness
So go and take from this more courage than you'll  ever need
Love without limits, hope anyway and stay true, love

Unloveable

Hidden in weeds
heart vavle on squeezed.
Watch me not bleed.
Even if it cuts deep 

Keeps you away from 
My bule boredom  face
Made you see unloveable me.
 On a big screen .
Waiting for your glance at me.
Human floating 
Spirt weak 
night terror screams.
Dark heart beating weak.
With a single glance
 Staring  right though my core
 reflection hides and retreats .
Shadows knows you will be bored
Once you uncover all my stains
Not fooling me 
 I won't succeed .

 odds that were against 
Unloveable me.
No way you will  feel the same 
once you finally see .
When you leave my hand
Alone
While you are own  your course 
I 'll be cast in a forgotten land .

Unloveable me
 drifting slowly away
Into space ,
Saying no more
You had the key
You were to save me.
I'll never be loveable
Without you baby
Unloveable me always.
UNLOVEABLE ME
© John Diket  Create an image from this poem.

A Failure's Song

Expecting love from a stranger
Is quiet a deaf danger
When you've never known love,
You've always been a desolate lonely dove
Who can't rise above 
Her melancholic misery,
Oh poor dove, you can't find love!

What's the point of waiting 
Like a dog for its master,
When misery is you laughter
And love is as lonely as hating. 

Alone you came and alone you'd go,
How could you believe that you finally became someone's eyes’ glow. 
Your family believes you're the sight that makes the eyes sore,
Did you really make it up that someone finally loved you when you were bored?

Oh unloveable, unworthy failure,
No love no affection there is for you, 
Don't even think about some white knight as your saviour. 
Self-loathing is your golden as much as it is your blue.
Form: Rhyme

The Words on Repeat

I sit alone
head in my hands
red welts growing on my back.
I don't move to cool
boiling water.
The words on repeat:
I deserve the pain

I sit at the kitchen table
family surrounds me.
My eyes unfocused
staring at a still spot.
No one's noticed.
Noticed the crescent dents and clenched fists
blood beginning to drip.
The words on repeat:
I am not worthy of love.

12 am hits the clock.
Eyes not drowsy
sleep miles from me
my mind on action.
The words on repeat: 
I am a bad person.

Music blasted in my ears
as loud as it can go.
Attempts to silence my unwanted thoughts.
The words on repeat:
I don't belong anywhere.

Empty phone.
No one checks on me.
I need help
but there is not a care.
The words on repeat:
I am unloveable.

Knees to chest.
Tracing scars
scattered on my body like unwanted stars.
So many.
Too many. 
Picked scabs, intentional cuts, surgery.
The words on repeat:
I am not worth fighting for.

Tears falling down my face
collecting on my sleeves.
The words on repeat:
Don't let them see you cry.

Words typed and deleted
phrases repeated.
"I miss you."
"Please come back."
The words on repeat:
I am weak and clingy.

"I love you"
"I will always love you"
The words on repeat:
I love too hard.

"Are you okay?"
"Can I help?"
"What's wrong?"
The words on repeat:
I care way too much. 

My ceiling hearing the stories
no one cares to listen to.
My fan masking the sound
as tears hit the sheets. 
The words on repeat:
I am worthless.
I am never enough.
I am ugly.
I am annoying.
I am all of the above.

Failing to see beyond
all these words on the page.
No one caring to show
No one caring to prove
That I might be more
than the words left on repeat.


gentle

i tried so hard to be gentle for you, to be quiet for you

i tried to silence my anger so your adulation could be heard

in the end, you did make me quiet. but, my anger is still there, pulling at the strings keeping me together. she wants to get out.

i must keep her in, she hurts too many, she ruins too much, maybe that's not her, maybe that's me. maybe that's you.

your initials will always be engraved into my soul. my eraser broke, i'm stuck with this branding.

you called me pretty, but a pretty face is nothing when you have a vandalized soul. you made me unloveable.there is no longer room for anyone else's name.

you hated my anger, but she loved you. I think she still does.

Premium Member My Favorite President

MY FAVORITE PRESIDENT

When I read newspapers, or hear stories, 
of terrorism and crime.
When I’m suffering, as others due to illness,
or because someone loved … has died.

I ask myself, perhaps you have to,
Is this what God purposed, when
He created the earth, and us?
Will I ever see … peace?

Will, I ever see a ruler, 
Who is impartial, doesn’t lie?
Who wants for all people, what he desires 
for those he personally … loves?

Someone who doesn’t have a, “Me first attitude”
someone who understands how all people feel,
and the problems they daily deal with.
Someone who will judge the poor with fairness.

Will I ever see someone who loves people
as a childhood song I sang? Did you learn “Jesus
loves the little children, all the children of the world, 
red and yellow, black and white, Jesus loves them all alike?

But what happened, they grew up? 
What made them unloveable?
Why has the world become so full of hatred,
Wars, killings racism?

Why are greediness and indifference destroying 
our beautiful earth, and its inhabitants, 
animals and us?
Who is that Someone, who really cares?

Did you know centuries ago a very wise man wrote,
“I know, O God that man's way does not belong to him.
It does not belong to man who is walking
even to direct HIS steps”
If a man can’t direct his own steps? 
Foolish to believe he’s capable of guiding others.

Mankind’s history proves, no man can satisfy the needs of
all mankind! My favorite President does not exist in the past,
nor now, nor the future.
New rulership that will be my favorite, 
will not be passed down to anyone else!

Because, My Favorite President, will be a perfect immortal 
Ruler, who’s title … is King! 
 
Feb.9, 2021
Contest: My Favorite President
Sponsor: L Milton Hankins 
Scriptural reference: Jeremiah 10: 23 


,

Inflicted

You've made me feel
weak
Pathetic
Small
You've made me feel
Inadequate
Shameful 
unloveable 
And raw
You halted my dance 
And forced me to crawl
You taught me true fear
I'll never trust anyone
Ever 
Not at all
You've fed me to the wolves
And left me to rot 
Berated my name
And proved im easily forgot 
You've made me feel
Jealous
Sad 
Enraged
You've made me feel
Vacant
Hungry
And caged
Even with walls already built
From deep within me 
you stole 
My hopes and my dreams 
My chance 
At ever being whole
left bewildered and broken
Sunken and cold
Questioning How to protect
What is left 
of my soul

Perfect Brainstorm

Inside my brain resides
A deadly combination
Of my mother's maniacal heritage
And my father's drunken rages.
A perfect storm, if you will,
Leaving behind dreams
Destroyed by doubt
And hopes undone by fear.
Leaving darkness and chaos,
Echoes of what was
Or what could have been.
Broken bones scattered
In the recesses
Blown by winds of despair;
The worst of nature and nurture.
Yet a small flame still burns
Ever so dim, ever so constant,
Waiting for a gentle breath
Of compassion to fuel its light,
Waiting for love and understanding
To shield and protect it;
Compassion, love and understanding
That must come from within
And flow from my heart.

As I grow in strength, I strive
To overcome anger and hate
And desire for revenge.
I work to cultivate forgiveness
And let go of ill will;
Loving what has been deemed
Unloveable
And esteeming what has been deemed
Unredeemable.
I release the captives residing in prisons
Awaiting my judgment;
For they are not mine to judge.

Inside my brain resides a perfect storm
Twisted and turned;
Tempered and tamed
By clouds of compassion.


10/18/2018
© Deb Radke  Create an image from this poem.

Love

LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE 
LOVE
Love is a single soul that 
dwells in 2 bodies
It's a world full of hope, life 
and unending happiness
Love is a force more 
formidable than any known 
force
It's a thought, an emotion 
and a feeling of something 
special
Love makes your soul crawl 
out of its hiding place
It's the triumph of 
imagination over intelligence
Love is the beauty of the 
soul
And the uniqueness of the 
heart
Love is always patient and 
kind
It is never jealous and 
never selfish
Love is an act of endless 
forgiveness
It's a tender look that sees 
defects as perfection
Love is the joy of the good, 
the dream of the innocent
It's the wonder of the wise 
and the amazement of the 
God's
Love is a decision, a 
promise and a judgment
That sees beyond what the 
eyes can see
Love is the greatest miracle 
cure
It's the medicine for a 
broken heart
Love means to love that 
which is unloveable
And to believe in that which 
is unbelievable
Love gives you energy to 
count the stars
And the ability to stare at 
the sun
Love is a shed that blinds 
our heart from hate
And fills our soul with lots of 
peace
Love is boundless for it has 
no limitation
It is so true that it has no 
atom of lies
Love is when you take 
away the romance, passion 
and feeling in a relationship
And still finds out that you 
still care for that person
Love is a gift of hope and 
foundation of trust
That builds the mantle of 
success
Love is the capability of 
making sacrifices
Bearing the burden of 
another person
Love never fails nor dies
For it cannot be destroyed 
by moth or death
Love is dream of life in 
eternity
And an expression of every 
good sense of humility
Love is a vineyard of 
everlasting happiness
In divine truth and 
meekness
For it's the genesis of 
human creation
Form: ABC

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