Vindictive Poems - Poems about Vindictive

Is My Life a Toy?

Is my life a toy, tossed in the hands of fate?  
Pulled apart by cruelty, yet I refuse to break.  
If not vindictive, then why this cold disdain?  
Am I merely dust beneath your twisted game?  

You cast me aside like whispers in the wind,  
Unseen, unheard, dismissed without regret.

Vindictive Narcissist

An anti social
Is vindictive narcissist
Always live crucial.

Vindictive and Convivial

What does the term "astonishing friends" imply?
Is whatever that sheds from the aroma sly?
To reach out to someone with a mild gesture
Presuming one of your contacts is an admirer
 
Genuine mates provide an endless onset of courage. 
Even though spoken knifers might hassle a rampage. 
Similarly, I stick to a mate, one of my favorite. 
I gleaned

Vindictive and Chivalrous

On that glorious evening, don't sleep subtly.
Utterly, prime-age ought to portray a furious fire.
Rage for the waning daylight with ferocity.

Even if bold people realize the terrible dire.
Their tirades were drab due to a lack of bloom.
Utterly, prime-age ought to portray a furious fire.

An ultimate wave passed, awed by its gloom.
Their lamest act could be green

Magnanimous

Magnanimous

Noble character—
With a greatness of spirit!
Never vindictive . . . 
	Generous and forgiving . . . 
High-minded and always just!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
December 22, 2018 (Tanka)

Never Thinking

never thinking
he'd be seeing the
ugly side of her



posted on August 23, 2018

Misdemeanor

MISDEMEANOR 

A soft lisp runs through blonde summer grasses,
shoving at kites or the hems of long skirts.
Umbrellas and hats stir as it passes, 
jumbling at picnics, it teases and flirts.  
It picks up speed while playing with Marty, 
and takes his land legs as he tries to walk.   
The unseen source can

The Vindictive Brakes

She jumped on my hand.

She slammed her foot on my head.

I decided to retaliate,

So now she is…..

		Signed:  The Vindictive Brakes

Vindictive Vacation

I haven't found the way to heaven
And I don't know who my friends are
So I peeled away my victims 
Just to see them all unravel
I think it's time I start my engine
And kick up some dust and gravel
Just where did all those f@$kers go?
Maybe down to Mexico...
Maybe  a visit to these "friends" of mine
I'll

Vindictive Eruptions

To the ground, plastics, papers and metals
To the mixture, scrap, damaged tires and dirty pieces of cloth
Amid natural ecosystems
From whose laxation natural escapes
The flammable methane gas

Triatomic is the altered range of oxygen by the action
Of electric shocks on the heights
Whose total damage, with inventing the steam engine
And the development of the industry, then started
The harbinger

Vindictive Vixen

You are asking me about what is the matter?
I am not dancing with a woman who wants my head on a platter.
That was a strange request she presented before the king.
How could that brazen little vixen do such a thing?
Upstairs, she is performing before many amazed eyes.
I am here in the dungeon awaiting my inevitable

Vindictive Sanctuary

Introduction: Blindfolded the world fades today, optimism awaits tomorrow...


Lies have many expressions
Can make one follow the mistaken,
Love has countless sensations
Can make one feel awaken,
Seek out the truth from its buried nation
As the deception has made it forsaken

No one knows where you’d disappear
For things you care is what you feel,
No one knows of what you hear,
One

A Vindictive Mind

A MIND SEEKING REVENGE
IS LIKE A PRISONER WITH NO JUSTICE
IT WON’T TAKE ANY RESPONSIBILITY FOR  ITS ACTIONS
FOR IT WILL  PLOT AN ILLEGAL PLAN OF  DESTRUCTIVE EVIL

IT WILL FORSAKE AND TERRORIZE ANY SIGHN OF A CONSCIENCE
IT WILL FORBID ANY FORCE OF INSANITY
AND WILL BARRICADE ITS TEARS
ITS DARKNESS IS INEVITABLE

IT WIL BECOME ABORTIVE
IT WILL

Vindictive

(an oldie)

I saw you driving near me on the road.
I signaled left and pulled into your lane.
You’d think I were the anti-Christ - your bane.
You leaned upon your horn; such anger showed
You hit the gas and never even slowed.
By then, too late, I guessed you were insane
and flustered, tried a faster speed to gain
as you

Vindictive

Morning has come the days are young my nights become
restless as my thoughts take control of every
movement I make in a vindictive way taking control of
every step that I make.
The pressure I feel has become overwhelming in my heart and 
soul;Giving all that I have I keep fighting to take a stand
for my belief not

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