Short Molestation Poems

Sick minds grow rapidly,
Yet they’re treated with equality.

Spread through our population,
The cancer of our generation.

Sex crimes, rape, and molestation,
Evolve from disgusting infatuations....

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THE CRIPPLED

Walking toward foreshore
I saw the devil seated on a fence
Fishing
Next day I heard he got a thrashing
It was intense
Blood trickled from his core
He would fish no more
Baby and Mommy shark were out to score.

*...

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Broken homes
Shattered lives
Our world is about to break

From murder
To molestation
This earth is a heartache

Have you noticed
Do you hear
The terrible thing that are done

To fix this
And change it
Will neither be easy nor fun...

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She was brutally raped
And sent home, her father's rage
Mixed with mother's curse
Rehabilitated her in marriage
With the rapist,à la carte.









Rehabilitation Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Free verse poetry form only.
25th May, 2018...

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Despised by finesse and mocked by success
He deemed this molestation excess;
Having found friends vain and inadequate
He could no longer wait,
But resolved to tutor the world a lesson,
To milk into it all his poison,
And quench all the smothered wrath; 
He thus embarked upon a loner's path....

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The Retreat:  Part 3

Opening Bell

And you thought YOU had it bad
Cancer
Homelessness
Divorce
Estrangement
Family Death
Pet Death
Molestation
Rape
Depression
Sex Worker
Sex Client
Bad Taste
Bizarre Taste
You people are really ed up
Ok I am too
Let's un—-k ourselves silly
And begin.

(3/24/17)...

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When you quit
I will grab your smoky voice 
and embrace the cyanosis.

It was not brain insult.
The blues under the eyes 
were unintentional.

Molestation was not the choice.
Your marbled face 
becomes cold and hard.

The frozen lake.
Bring the music to break
the ice. The black sun.

Unleash the stockpile
of tears. The life has taken
an ominous turn.



Satish Verma...

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The silence of the road
intends to pause the observer’s speed.
Unchanged continuity
had a cubic quality.

Presenting yourself to lick salt
before molestation.
The sanctity
stands violated.

The horror thing looms
large,neatly dressed
dancing in your boots.
The path ends at a tree.

You misprint the name
of a tormentor.
Man becomes a beast
in a love triangle.



Satish Verma...

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buds open at night
like the stars on a clear sky~
bees come to molest 
     
dandy butterflies
land on bunches of flowers~
kissing each in turn 

claws of predators 
dig deep into the soft flesh~
audacious abuse
     
dark assaults the light
white clouds scurry in great fear~
gross molestation 



Dec.1.2022
A Brian Strand Choice Hiku, Footle,Tanka, Clerihew Poetry Contest...

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I remember when...
We were young and play naked in the rain
And we were so happy with the cold
But now soaked with the rain ,
I shiver as the tea cup is hard to hold.

I remember when...
You can open your windows at night for fresh air;
And there`s no fear of molestation or danger,
But now I stay awake caged with Iron bars;
And I`m still afraid of a dagger or gun from night stranger.




CONTEST:"Remembering When" sponsored by Debra Squyres...

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A leopardess dies on a tree.
No molestation was reported.
Exploring your breast 
why were you throwing salt ?

As if almost needing a space 
you ran to top. A solid truth
looks like a quasicrystal
against the nature.

Unbosoming myself I am
traveling in vacuum. Empty 
hands don’t hold any ancestors.
I am carrying my unborn voice.

Now don’t cry, don’t. You are
reaching home at the end of a
tunnel. A featureless fog will let you in,
in a fatherless world.


Satish Verma...

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Standing on deathway, 
choking back tears, 
for a stance.  

There were few minutes left, 
when you took the cover
under pervasive falcon.

Was it not a 
molestation of a baby moon, 
when you wash your sin in dimlight.

Amazing was the 
religion of short legs. 
An ailing mother was waiting at door.

You strike a chord
(while I don’t stir) 
before anointing the dark.

The battle of penultimates, 
after a hill down 
shackled to river.    


Satish Verma...

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Innocence blown like chaff away
Her defenses linen thin
Finding nothing within her grasp
As he lies upon the skin

Silent screams as loud as air
Shame and horror fill her lungs
Pain as sharp as skin is bare
Crumbling value of one so young

Though not at fault, left to blame
Self worth melting like wax
Nightmares expand every inch of the brain
Replaying the scene of haunted attacks

The effecting outcome of molestation
Is damaging the souls of this great nation...

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