Problem Child Poems | Examples


Self fulfilling prophecy

I read book dedications and cry.
Nostalgia burns worse than
the words you used to speak.
I've been the problem child since
—well, ever.
A self-fulfilling prophecy.

Isn't it ironic,
my diamond dame?
You brought me into this world
pink and smooth and wailing—
or so I’ve heard.

Some nights, I wonder:
Did the chicken come first, or the egg?

Did you hate me
before you made me?

Premium Member I miss

NOTE: Sedoka syllable count is interchangeable
Ichikatauta: 
5-7-5
Nikatauta: 
5-7-5
Sedokada: 
5-7-7
5-7-7
SETUP: I was THE baby ~~0~~ They were MY babies
   The Passed                         My Past

my siblings called me 
the walking problem maker
 ~ I'm the problem child
my kids once called me 
the walking problem solver
 ~ I am the problem
 ~ be better sitters
they are to resolve ~ failure
I win ~ +movies ~ they lose
 ~ be better parents
they are to resolve ~ failure
I lose ~ objectives they win

~~0~~

I miss long ago
to be called a brat again
and useless to them
I miss recently
to be told thanks dad again
can you help me dad
benefits I ~ had
they have all passed on ~ but me
their absence ~ is now my void
benefits I ~ have
they have all moved on ~ from me
ocean parts ~ but not our hearts

*to my wife and son who are now with my family


Premium Member My Way

MY WAY

I see reflections of my life, how I arrived
at this stage of my telling life, the phase I thrive.

Was a curious child with too many questions
that I kept to myself from my keen attention

for inquiries from a child were not welcoming.
Was hard to conform to ways, so disenchanting.

I was a rebel without a cause inside me
for showing off good reputation was not me.

Like going to church every Sunday was for show
for following and applying scriptures were low.

Complain, compare and criticize were always said.
Whatever is true, praiseworthy were not impelled.

Verbal abuse were there too, mean words stabbing you, 
affecting your belief, doubting their love for you.
 
The kind of environment they grew up, passed on
to next generation and could continue on.

I was a problem child for not caring about
others’ opinions of me, I could go without.

Being different was not easy; but being
myself, staying positive gave my life meaning.


7/28/21    An Interesting Couplet Poetry
                Funom Makama

Meter Used:  12 syllables (How Many Syllables)
Used:            RhymeZone

Sphere and Did Disappear

Sphere and Did Disappear

Of influence was not sure of which sphere,
Each had belonged to even  there or here;
When  beguiled;
A problem child,
We saw success when they did disappear.

Jim Horn

In the Way


Step aside, bruh ...
you’re in the way
Can’t you see that progress
is being stymied ... moving backwards
not forward
Hard earned labor now taken away
Constitutional high jinx:
changing the law
Democratic voodoo:
shrunken heads plotting in a closed voting booth
Every official act done 
is shrinking your liberty too
Step aside, sista ... 
you’re in the way
They’re taking us backwards,
from the ghetto projects to a Stonehenge cave
If you’re not part of the solution,
you’re a problem child
They’re blocking us in,
moving the goal posts again
You need to focus ... gain cultural clarity
Get past the who to the why
For your posterity 
are you brave enough to die?
If not, then get out of the way,
quit stumbling blocking
You’re too comfortable where you lay,
apathy is a sin ...
For the wrong things, you always pray
Aimlessly wandering,
with your G.P.S. needle wildly spinning
Your sense of direction
is blown askew in the wind
You’re in my way,
so step aside ...
Or you’re gonna have a bad day — 
New enemy, old friend
seems you’re going the wrong way again


Premium Member Why Humanity Fears the Dark

What lies in the dark recess of the human mind,
That place where we dare not travel.
Behind our daily masks of illusions,
To another realm of thought beneath
Outward appearances deceptive delusions.
Here evil intentions are not spoken or
Shown in spite or malice,
But it exists none the same.
Behold good intentions problem child,
Those whom mean well but they become
Lost in empty corners called envy or jealousy.
Dark venues along life’s highway where
Humanities laws are blurred in lights reflections.
Beings lost within themselves, stand alone
On realities jagged cliff.
The candle of hope will not burn here,
Justices winds blow too strongly against
Truths righteous foe.
Laid slain or clipped creature cry out why.
But light has over come the darkness again.
Behold the golden hour approaches and the
Sun shines across heavens once more.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN

Instead of An

Instead of An

Instead of an opinionated point of view
How about something you can relate to
Like a dog dying or cute cat that is sick;
Regardless of which, you take your pick.

Human emotion or maybe of mind;
Someone who from job has resigned;
Problem child completely out of control;
Went to a store and some things stole.

How about child bothering the babysitter
Who never was quiet or ever a quitter
Telling many lies always in his favor;
Bragging and boasting about his bad behavior.

Sounds like some member of ISIS to me
From economic level of the lowest degree;
After his each plot and story is to be told
He gains in age and continues to grow old.

Age is the only thing ISIS has to gain from
all of their screwed up behavior. Things they
are doing absolutely no one should be excusing.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran

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                                Was, Napoleon Europe's problem child
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04.06.2013
A-L  Andresen :)

Fight With Me

To leave 
Or to stay
To fight
Or destroy

Never meant 
Never intend
Never wanted
It all to fall

So it starts
So it ends
so its racing to defend

Angry words left unsaid
Lonely hearts still searching on
Fight fought with all might
Seemingly lost beyond all trust

Halo keeping all safe
Fading into mirky skies

Stood and fought
For hours
Hurt and pain it brought

But promise made
Promise kept
Never to be left alone
Always taught 
Not to let it fade

It was strong
Feeling weak
It was whole
Feeling broken

What happend
What fell
What made it all
Turn and run
What sounded 
The end of round bell?

When did it dwindle
Where did time go
When did we turn
To what we never were
Never wanted to be

A bitter sight?
A deadly sound?
A problem child?

Forever loyal I will fight
Forever true I will stay
Forever at ur back I will be
Come hell high water 
And the 7 seas

It now is your call
Stay 
Or run
What ever it may be
This is my promise 
This is my plea
Hold on
And fight WITH me

Harsh Lesson

against my desk I lay my weary head
ailing of sully thoughts.
the prediction of an angry ruler,
a shadow above me.
dreading to rise and face the wrath,
the answer unknown-
or flown to a place of respite.

words boom, resounding,
demanding explanation.
then, a vengeful blow
lands solid upon my back.
bored slumber now gone,
stripped painfully away.

the problem child,
face to face
with harshness,
makes learning
miserable,
instead of wonderment
and joy.

Problem Child

The holidays are drawing nearer
My problems are becoming so much clearer.
My parents aren’t the problem you see
The only problem that was there was me.
I’m the problem, I’m what’s wrong
Why hadn’t I figured this out for so long?
I’m the one that has ruined everyone’s lives
I shouldn’t be here, I deserve to die.
Now I feel awfully sick
It hit me so fast, so hard, so thick.
Now I hate myself even more
Just wait and see what I have in store.
But is it really all my fault?
When my parents don’t talk to me not even at all?
If they cared wouldn’t they say
We love you honey it will all be okay?
I’m so confused I don’t know what to do
I guess it’s a situation where you can win or lose.
I guess I’ve lost I’ll try to cope
But I’ve lost all faith I’ve lost all hope.
I guess we’ll just have to wait and see
What will happen, what becomes of me.
Maybe it’s hope and faith I will have found
But also maybe six feet isn’t so far down .

The Green Light

I was given...
giving the freedom of speech 
the gift to teach, but most of all
to testify and witness the truth
I'm sumthin this world ain't used to
but think about it, I'm needed
and I know this world is heated 
they know I pose a threat 
and God willing I might just cheat death
and as blessed as I am you and I both know
a sin is a sin, but like everyone who acknowledges
his or her wrongs & rights, I too had to be born again
and my mind set is so militant 
in a way it's crazy, so I'm a misfit to these streets
so God is the only one who could make me 
or break me, take me from this world 
thats why they hate me, but they rate me a problem child
wit a guilty conscience and to them everything I speak 
is non sense

To Know

No one seems to understand 
Why I can’t let you go. 
If only it were that easy 
And there were things I didn’t know

I’ve looked into my heart 
Blessed and broken though it is 
I still see you in there 
Like a mirror of a wish 

Your picture still resides 
In the eyes of my mind 
Perhaps a fond remembrance 
Of someone I’ll never find… 

Is there a problem, child? 
Why do you cry so soon? 
Is there a hidden secret 
Laying dark inside your room?

I think I understand 
Why you had to leave 
But it doesn’t make the pain 
Any easier to grieve 

Each tick of the clock 
Life’s minute passes by 
One more song to sing 
Another question “why” 

Someday seems so far away 
When time goes so slow 
A melody of soft restraint 
Wonders what there is to know…

Problem Child

Sullen and defensive
(what's it to you?)
quietly disappearing

what difference does it make?
[tiny] and inferior
beaten into believing the propaganda
from [un]reliable sources

Her heart knew [stuck in survival mode]
nothing but self loathing and
self preservation.  To her (unknowing) credit.
Strength.

Regarded as a “loose canon”
by proxy and
so it went.

Scarred.
A miracle.
In God’s eyes.

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