Scorned Poems

My Own Worst Enemy

Yesterday, I had everything,
The perfect house, the perfect ring
But I should have known 
that you would go and leave me all alone
Fool me once, shame on you
You made me think that you’d be true
Fool me twice, shame on me
Because you’re the same  you will always be

I can’t blame anybody else, 
because I did it

A Woman Scorned

The Muse continues to punish me
 whenever I write prose 

Her slaps severe with pain heartfelt 
no fury 'hell hath known' 

She sentences me to endless nights 
and days when words won't come 

Until I succumb to writing verse
 and she — my breath becomes


(Fairmount Park: October, 2016)

Weeping Wound

Life ain't no bed of roses
We're not destined to 
drown in a pit of despair
Aguish is unknown until flesh
grazes a blade of barbed brair

A prickle that pricks
A nettle that nicks and
stings my gaping gore
A scab I scratch and pick
My heart...a naked sore

The pain of a plant's pike
Poison seeping through my pores
Miss Ivy takes her effect
Toxins

Scorned

Abused and confused, she left in disgust;
why would you stay where there’s no longer trust?
My voice will be gone, but soon you’ll adjust;
go write those limericks now if you must.

A Trini Woman Scorned

Look nuh, go from here, go, get out!
Before I give yuh a dam clout

Yuh so schupid yuh dam cunumunu,
doh ax meh anyting, I ain’t yuh doo doo

Yuh jus like a cobo in de LaBasse,
doh touch meh ‘less yuh wanna cut-ass

Boy, allyuh do is get tight and horn
limin ‘n winin drinkin rum till dawn

Go ‘n horn

Hurt,Pain,Scorned,Scars,Old Wounds

OH MY, MY. WHAT A TERRIBLE PLACE TO BE IN
I PRAY THAT IF ANYONE IS GOING THROUGH ANY OF THESE SITUATIONS
PRAYING FOR JESUS'S GUIDENESS AND PROTECTION
A CLEAN NEW PATH IN ALL GREAT DIRECTIONS
PRAYERS THAT JESUS WILL HEAL YOUR HEART, MIND, BODY, AND SOUL
JESUS CAN HEAL YOU COMPLETELY
BE FREE FROM ALL DAMAGING SITUATIONS
REACHING YOUR POTENTIAL GREAT

A lady scorned

Quiet she came, clad in a cover-all 
To closed door— to knock nor warn, not her style, 
But to come at own time, no prior call, 
Confused, I failed to give her welcome smile. 
Vague with a countenance of a brick wall, 
And soon as came she left with not a clue, 
Nor hint on

Abc With Mummy - a Woman Scorned

A is for Ant (and for ass, your dad is an example of an ass)
B is for Bee (and for b*stard, your dad is a bast*rd - first class)

C is for Chicken (and for a word I don’t want to say - but see K)
D is for Dog (and also for Dynamite - which I’d

Friction

Scorned!

Tag Me
		Label Me
		    With Derision, treat me
Liken me to a wet disgust 
	The scrawny dog dragged from the gutter depths.

Still I Shine.
I am Ablaze.
Adorned with fiery darts of pearly strings.

						I am choosing to ignore the peculiarities
									Of my confinement.
						Shackling off identities of cultural definition   

Put me to bed with pasquinade.
Cloth me

A Scorned Moon

I know we've wept a sea of selfish, childish tears,
try your best to see beyond those faded fears.
Why hurt you or me after so many happy years?
Cry not; think of how we would dance and drink a few beers,
spry as young lovers could be, sharing our hurts and cheers.
My hand on your knee; we'd oft

Humiliated and Scorned

They crucified Him as His Mother cried
at his feet, helpless to prevent His death.
And yet, He called out to God as He died
to forgive their souls, with His final breath.

His body was cleansed and placed in a tomb,
inline with Jewish practice at the time.
Wrapped in linen-cloth, with oils and perfume,
His mutilated corpse was made sublime.

Soldiers

Scorned

You may wear the skin of an angel,
But inside your the essence of death,
I have seen into your eyes,
And tasted your bitter lies,
Seen the destruction you portray as delight,
Felt the pain of your continuous fight,
Your violence doesn’t flow from your fists,
It spouts off your twisted tongue,
Burrows deep inside of my head,
You’ve destroyed all that I

A Woman Scorned

My Broken promises and brutal lies got her twisted 
With hate 

Nothing said lingers nor do she longer 
Relates 

Cold shrugs and cold kisses as she struggles to 
Reply 

There is no more space in her heart nor pillow no more for me to lie


Simple task that we use to do now seem so 
Daunting

A Woman Scorned

A women scorned I am..
Lies..
Betrayal..
Infidelity..
Manipulations..
Of which is..

Was once the love of your life..
Your beloved..
Love existed
Honesty existed
Respect existed..

A burning pain races through my entire body..
Firing burning pain..
A scorching hot fire ignites..
Flames so high..
When may I extinguish these painful burning fires of pain?
Intense it is..

I once had a burning desire..
A burning desire..
To live in sacred union..
A sacred

Scorned

I sit among the devils scorned.. battle weary broken worn.  Within me a vacant frozen cavity.. nothing can bring me back, determined gravity.. tears drip and freeze.. bitter cold is what it bleeds.. oh the agony.. sweet agony!

Lustful cravings of the flesh draw me out
Removes barriers not a trace of self doubt.
Building growing consuming

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