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Wife Rape Poems

These Wife Rape poems are examples of Rape poems about Wife. These are the best examples of Rape Wife poems written by international poets.


Insect innocence

Drink the poison from my blood, breathe the rot from my lungs.
Take all that has been decaying inside me and nurse it to health like...

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Categories: rape, angst, child abuse, childhood,



Speech of a Sugar Daddy
Sugar daddy says,” 
So gorgeousness like my last daughter
And my first granddaughter. 
My wife complains daily but she is bulkiness.

Shame does not swill out, 
I...

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Categories: rape, abuse, child abuse, hurt,

Premium Member Who
Who... 

Am I. 
Am I who I am?
or, who I want to be?
The difference is in me. 
Night and day, 
not the color of my...

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Categories: rape, abortion, america, christian, corruption,

Premium Member Dear Father
Dear Father, mine. 

I ran away from bad. 
I took my children with me.
I found a place to run to. 
It was an empty castle...

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Categories: rape, christian, courage, father, father

Premium Member The Vigilante
This is based on a truly sad story from the late 1930s - 


Late one August afternoon - the year was nineteen ten - a...

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Categories: rape, violence,



Unnamed Abstract Poem
I
Which is more –
words told by the people who 
have gone to the underworld
or the number of stars in the sky?
Before the World War III,...

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Categories: rape, america, art, dream, earth,

Dream Turn Nightmare
On a never lonely street was  where I grew up
There  we played from morning  till dusk
 Then we woke up neat and...

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Categories: rape, anxiety, child abuse, lonely,

Premium Member Truth Matters
Truth Matters

Deplorable. 
That is what I am. 
That is okay with me. 
I work hard, 
Have a family. 
I support my wife, 
and my own...

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Categories: rape, abortion, addiction, allah, america,

Premium Member Like a New Day
Like a New Day

Every day is, the same...
and not. 
I long to go to work. 
I have lost my mind?
What a crazy statement.

I used to...

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Categories: rape, abortion, absence, abuse, addiction,

Premium Member Wake
Wake

What is that noise?
I have heard it before?
In the ramblings...
of my loved ones words? 

I must get up and seek it out.
I rise like the...

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Categories: rape, allah, celebrity, cinco de

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File Number

364 was especially hard to deal with today. 
The worker made a check in the empty box. 
She used red ink. 

Wife beater, 
drinker,...

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Categories: rape, analogy, butterfly, corruption, creation,

Premium Member Grief
Grief

God gave me an angel, 
a wife, 
a helpmate.
I had no idea the worth of that gift, 
bestowed upon my unworthy life.

Regret has nothing to...

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Categories: rape, allusion, anniversary, atheist, child

Premium Member The First Day, I Keep
The First Day, I Keep

Your eyes,
will be the stars, 
in my sky.
Your smile, 
the very desire...
of my being. 

I will etch your lovely face,
upon my...

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Categories: rape, angel, anniversary, beauty, christmas,

Premium Member Dead Man's Shoes
Dead Man’s Shoes

They were leather. 
Black, brown, and green. 
He wore the best, 
as his feet were his weakness. 

He had strong arms, 
strong legs,...

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Categories: rape, allah, america, angel, atheist,

Premium Member The Unwanted Glance
The Unwanted Glance

Look closely at my hand. 
Proudly I display a band. 
It tells everyone in the room, 
I am taken. 
I do not have...

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Categories: rape, angel, anniversary, depression, divorce,


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