appreciation, mental illness, word play,
by Maureen McGreavy The Pigeon Tart |
In an abusive relationship
In love with potential
This poem is not over
(this poem is finished, it's just not over)
*PCS Post Concussion Syndrome
by Ashley Evans |
[i]Sweet Whispers And Warm Eyes,
The Heart Loves What no Sight,
Shattered Hearts And Broken Dreams,
The Heart No With No Mind,
Abusive Spouse, Scream Out Shout
The Heart loves Without Doubt.
Controlling Or Jealousy,
The Heart Won't Tell You To Leave:
Cheating Partner With A Loyal lover ,
Because the heart Don't care.
The Mind thinking No But The Heart Cries Yes,
Causing You So Much Stress.
No Knowledge Can Save You,
Because the heart can't Change You.
Love Is Blind And this true,
I've Lost Count Of How Many Times my heart Has Been Bruised .
So Say Want You Want And Do As You Must,
There's No Controlling The heart When It Come To True Love
by Robert Heemstra |
dog, dog, dog, love,
Some people say dogs are complicated
others will say we have mistreated them
some humans make dogs very frustrated
rarely are dog houses clean as a gem
man and dog have lived together for years
they’re not just men’s best friends they’re women’s too
and some owners and their dogs shared some beers
no one should think of doghouse as a zoo
as an infant a dog was always there
maybe that’s why I respect them today
I believe most dogs should be treated fair
some humans are abusive it's no play
dogs are just like children they want love too
pet them and love them and a bone to chew
by Jerry T Curtis |
My Second Vow
What I see when I look at your face
Is a reason for believing
And in your eyes, the hope I find
Is what my heart is cleaving
There is no right or wrong
'Cause the future is elusive
But our love, Is always strong
Though sometime seams abusive
I love you dear, forever
The Saints know this is sure
So my spirit shall endeavor
To be Knocking at your door
And if you go, or I go first
There is no need for sorrow
'Cause just like yesterday
I will seek you out tomorrow
by Daljit Khankhana |
angel, caregiving, faith, friendship,
Contradictory remark consists of abusive material.
destruction in relations to develop blaming serial.
Love and trust fires hate and jealous for what purpose!
good friend or partner become enemy with anger dose,
relation cracks as earthquake disaster a concrete building.
by Linda walden |
abuse, addiction, anger, confusion, pain, sad love,
These tears of mine
They wanna flow.
I’m just not sure which way
These tears of mine will go.
A life of hurt, so much pain
To see, my eyes are
Flooded by your misery.
Why I became your wife, I don’t know.
Darkness, seclusion, and your abusive ways
Your alcohol has stolen my loving ways
And my sunny days. It is your disease that
Is seeing me to my grave.
by Jose Panicker |
I saw a pretty woman,
At the book store!
She was amazing,
As described in the folklore!
Her beauty glistened,
Under the yellow light!
I had to make sure,
She was within my eye sight!
‘What Men Want’,
Was the book she was reading!
I took a closer look,
N saw her right ear was bleeding!
Abused n tortured,
She was by her man!
I wonder whether she considered,
Hanging herself by the fan!
Humbled by her efforts,
To satisfy her man!
I wished I could go there,
N give her a hand!
Dedicated to all ‘Tortured Soul’s’ who have been or are in an abusive relationship, just
because they love their better half immensely!
Let us all say NO to Domestic Violence.
by Tiffany Diaz |
lost love, love,
Imposed love of debt
Seeking soulful releases
Empowering self through lies
Abusive ways masked in gifts
While wounds are healed
So eyes no longer see
Internally embedded as deserved
Becoming self inflicted
Thoughts taught to believe
Brought upon self
Undeserved of a better love
He holds the Key
Of a torture-some beat
Held in his hands
Squeezed of blood flow
Restricting all vessels
In a vegetative state
by Ali Matheny |
brother, loveheart, heart, love,
My heart has many feelings
They come in all different
Shapes, sizes, colors and uses
And it h a t e s when you're abusive
I'd show how much I love you
But then you would not listen
I had the chance to have you as my own
But now that chance is blown
You have someone to love, care, be there for and share
But you've left me with something better
You said I'm like your one and only sister
Thank you for not giving my heart back in pieces
Cause now you're apart of it
And I love you. .
by Joseph Matose |
With prickly porcupine
I am deeply in love.
To caress her thigh
I put on a glove;
Pricks to wisely cheat
A new generation
To sire or re-create.
A porcupine’s desire
Is God’s wise plan:
Patient men to sire
With abusive woman!
20th January 2014
by Olumuyiwa Onaf |
addiction, adventure, appreciation, art, cute love, deep, kiss,
Kiss deceptive Also receptive
I ain't saying it's abusive
But sometime make ya submissive
To that progressive Wave in the heart beat
by Stacy Stiles |
husband, life, lost love, sad, wife, me, me,
To you they're only words,
uttered out of anger.
To me they're forceful stabs,
with a jagged dagger.
Stating I’ve lost my will,
along with any drive.
Shouting I have no purpose,
nor will I ever thrive.
Begging me to forgive;
for only human you are.
Promising you’ll try to end,
this brutal vocabulary war.
But like any other battle,
one must try to succeed.
Realize I’m not the enemy;
It’s me you cause to bleed.
They’re “Only Words” seems,
to be your favorite line.
Even when I’ve begged you,
to see the abusive signs.
You’ll never change will you?
This is who you are.
My only words left to say;
I can no longer bare the scars.
by Sharika Sellman |
childhood, daughter, depression, family, fear, loss, mother, mother, me, me, mother,
Broken homes and broken bones
Dads are gone and moms on drugs
At the age of nine I'm forced to chase my mother in and out of abandon homes.
Never felt more pain until the day my mom offered me to some strange man.
What was done plays back in my head everyday.
Never thought my mother would love drugs more than me.
At that point in my life I knew everything was wrong, and my childhood gone.
I tried to quickly runaway until i hear a deep voice say, "DON'T TAKE ANOTHER STEP".
Very abusive, he grabs my hands and throws me on the floor.
My mother sat there as it happened.
This strange man constantly raped me as I screamed and tried to get away.
My mother sat there and had nothing to say.
by Justin Debrosse |
life, loss, love, abuse, , fate,
Forget what they make
About sanitized love and delivery
Love is a war, abuse steps through
When strands get caught
Out on a limb
Your suggest new desire
And run back
To an addicted, abusive boyfriend
Youve coddled in his flaccid anger
When the broken daughter
Runs home, what does she find
Death of old things and control
Cold nights twisted around thumbs
I know you step without walking
Is that what you wanted?
When you strangled my hand
To show where abuse would land?
And give me the gift of caring?
He's discovered your limbs
And knows what youve been apart of
Wretched in jealousy
We all have to care sometimes
About the fate of ourselves
Regardless of words and promises
by Colin Marschall |
lost love, sad,
Does this divine deliverance delve deep
beneath shackled truths. Hidden behind words
was honesty, expensive deceit so cheap
like an orchid amongst dandelion herds.
Arrogance betrayed behind tears you weep,
snuffed sensibility beguilingly girds.
Friendship accords toasted with tainted drink,
forced to drown in soliloquies ink.
Captured the wisps of fuelled ego retorts,
derisory spouting’s like hammer falls
smelting meaning so it twists and distorts,
locked in the prison of abusive calls
while tittle-tattle tales bolster support,
like temporary struts to stop falling walls,
but cracks are many, so inside we can view
the putrid poison, reality of you.
by Therese Schmidt |
caregiving, childhood, confusion, daughter, depression, family, father, fear, forgiveness, growing up, happiness, hope, loss, love, sad, social, me,
What were you like?
You were gone
when I was a very tiny tike.
Was it because of me?
Was leaving me all you could see?
Surely, you knew how much pain there would be.
A little girl needs her daddy.
From abuse and pain
I shed many a tear.
Without you here,
I always felt fear.
Abusive babysitter, playmate,
bullies, and family.
Nowhere for me
Why were you
by joe fisher |
death, life, love, love,
Oh, the wicked romance,
oh, the abusive dance,
oh, the self-destruction,
oh, the love that lasts.
All the wilted roses,
all the concrete slabs,
all the memories faded,
all the moments frozen in the blizzards path.
Oh, the wasted chances,
oh, the cherished romance,
oh, the resurrection,
oh, the kiss of death,
oh, the dance of love,
oh, the love that lasts.
by Amber Hurst |
How pathetic are people
To judge what they see
How pathetic are people
To judge you and me
Life is abusive
It's beating are long
You think you're a mess
I think you are wrong
Though perfect is something
You don't want to be
Get used to it boy
Because you're perfect to me
by Jenny Linsel |
love, people, relationship,
Life is too short to waste
And we only get one life
So don't think all that you're worth
Is an abusive husband or wife
If a relationship is toxic
You have to let them go
People will try to interfere
But only you will know
How bad your life has been
And the things you've had to endure
They think your life's a bed of roses
But how can they be sure
Don't be afraid to seek help
Confide in a friend if you can
No-one should live in fear
Of any woman or any man
by Swairik Das |
depression, girlfriend-boyfriend, lost love, love, sad
I implored, I fenced, I yelled
Yet I never tried to betray,
I brabbled, I was amiss, I dissed
Yet you never tried to affray,
I was insane, I was abusive, I was indurated
Yet I never evinced,
I felt sorry, I felt ashamed, I felt cheated
Yet you never peeved,
I left, I ceded, I was jaded
Yet my heart thumped,
I was hovered, I was baffled, I was hatred
Yet you never limned,
I cried, I lapsed, I pleaded
Yet I never lost my mein,
I was consoled, I was pitied, I was endured
Yet I never left you to feel one.
by Sharice Lewis |
lost love, on writing and words, sympathy,
Abusive and know it's not right but you refuse to believe it is not your fault,
you stay with him when he has beat you worst than a treat you less than a
human; do you not realize it matters to your child and do you not see if you
do not get away the cycle of violence will continue? Bitter hatred towards you
he take out because he left his anger ball up, death soon will be your friend.
I don't see how you can stay and you know he has become a threat to you and your
child, no one knows but and the abuser; will you be happy when you are a morgue
will you never realize what type of affect it will cause?
by macy southern |
Broken words thrash in my tears
as I way the price of living fears.
Abusive anticipations constricting my perception
of the delicate times I desire
in the approaching tides of time.
But more do I value the delight
of present times spent with my significant.
So I wait for the tides to drift in
and relish the love I currently possess.
by robin davis |
grief, how i feel, love hurts,
This has been a huge mistake
All you ever do is take
Without the care or concern
You left me alone to burn
In a fire pit of despair
It is all becoming clear
Your a user and a cheat
Everyday is a repeat
OF the awful day before
Loving you has been a chore
I no longer want to do
I am just fed up with you
Your being thrown to the curb
Your attitude is just absurd
Thrown out like old stinky trash
Into a fiery pit of ash
I can just sweep up and toss
Now all the demanding cost
It always took to be your girl
Is gone in one big garbage whirl
As I hear the grinding of
The end of your abusive love
As the trash truck leaves a hump
Of your nonsense in the dump
by Jessica Bowie |
happiness, lost love,
im so glad i dont have you to call my own anymore
the relationship was cold and abusive, and im glad to be through with it
Im glad i left now or else i never wouldve had the nerve to say goodbye
im glad you were mean and cold to me cause its made this change easy for me
thank you for breaking my heart cause now its much better for the next one i give it to
i hope you enjoy your life and ill enjoy mine ,cause now that im not with you i can be true to me
cause you didnt approve of me,and tried to control me
but now im free,
and im so glad were over
by Melissa Ross |
imagination, life, loss, lost love, love, music
Abusive son of a ---,
Better drop dead,
Before she drops him.