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Poem Details | by
Patricia L Graham |
Categories:
bullying, dark, depression, grief, murder, poverty, time,
The hideous and the humble
Blood peppers falling snow
As world hurtles to the tipping point
Life chokes on ignited air
Wrenching love from hungry mouths
Stars fall without sound
Some weep helpless, day through night
Ever wondering how
Never knowing why ...
Poem Details | by
rob carmack |
Categories:
abuse, bullying, culture, death, pride, vanity, war,
For the Haven’s advancement,
the Elite may extend a courteous backhand,
or a fist wrapped with opinion
that some may mistake for abuse.
Dante’s girl fell from her steeple
head first into a cauldron of pride,
now her feeble corpse twitches
trying to vomit the blackest pitch grey.
Stains her soldier’s dress blues
duty has him answer the bench’s call.
Gaveled verdicts now deleted,
appeals one site’s ambitions.
Often found in a library,
their little boy plays with
his toy box full of straw men
and overused emoticons.
Each breath billows the forge,
black smoke void of The Father,
they beat a gift’s beauty into a weapon,
the cutting edge of the Deceiver’s con.
Poem Details | by
Lilly Davis |
Categories:
abuse, bullying, child abuse, death, depression, silence, suicide,
Depression is hard,
When you know it didn't matter if you were here,
When you know you didn't matter,
When you live in fear,
It's even harder when no one knows,
When you have to keep it all inside,
When not even your own faimly cares,
And no one is on you side,
When you have so much anger and self hate,
That you can take a blade to your own skin,
And it doesn't matter how hard you fight,
You know you will NEVER win,
It's hard, especially when your just a kid,
Trying to find out who you are,
Where happiness seems so so far,
When your punched and tripped and kicked and hit,
When it's all so bad you can't think of any other way,
Then to end it,
Poem Details | by
Lyn Church |
Categories:
america, anger, bullying, death, life, philosophy, political,
Society's dead
Digression came with costs
We are digging graves
M. Lyn Church
August 2, 2013
Poem Details | by
Joi Jones |
Categories:
bullying, death, dream, how i feel, soldier,
Taken
My own life
Buried 6 feet under
Under the humiliation
Under the laughter
Under the teasing
Under the thought that I am less of a person
That I am less of person
That I should be less of me
My casket is a broken cocoon
My mind finally at peace
My parents siblings and family all stand to there feet
The gospel is spoken
I'm lifted up to heaven
When I've awoken
I'm just back in hell again
Poem Details | by
Alex Klugman |
Categories:
anti bullying, friend, funeral,
My friend once got into a crematorium.
As I promised him, on a certain gloomy date,
I brought him to the sea, with grief and sorry.
What for? Of course, on the sea to dissipate!
Poem Details | by
Line Gauthier |
Categories:
bullying, grief, innocence, jealousy, rights, rude,
They come is all forms.
Some are needy
and demand our
time and attention.
Some want to be rude
and boss us around.
And some are just plain jealous
we are creative and happy.
None of them deserve
the right to be protected.
We all pussyfoot around bullies
and let them rule the roost.
What's up with that ?!!
posted on July 30, 2019
Poem Details | by
SKAT A |
Categories:
abuse, animal, bullying, death, funny, humor, imagination, water,
-Bunny Hole- by:SKAT
hidden muddy home
dirty paws, good boy' good boy!
yummy with carrots :)
----------------------------
-Unwanted Fluffiness- by:PD
Big Brown Burlap Bag
drop Bunnies down By the Bay
Better off -Blue grave
~SKAT & PD~
Poem Details | by
Gillian Brown |
Categories:
abuse, addiction, age, angst, body, bullying, conflict, courage, death, dedication, depression, desire, discrimination, freedom, high school, life, lonely, pain, time, truth, world,
Broken,beaten,blind and lost
All but a spark of hope left to keep warm
But dig and claw on bruised muscles, on broken limbs
Until the light day fills your sight
Left blinded no more
Dig
Until the soft fresh air blows the spark to a flame and ignites your will
Dig
Until the ground beneath is solid enough to stand
Walk,until the pain is mastered and stumbling ceases.
And you can say:
This will not be my grave.
Poem Details | by
Mary Guckian |
Categories:
abuse, betrayal, bullying, childhood, grief, pain,
A second hand bicycle
was all the master could afford,
when he came to teach
in our country school.
After years of cycling
the four miles in the rain,
it disjointed.
The saddle sat loosely,
padded with papers and rags
during lunch hour the boys
loved to pull it apart,
leaving the saddle at an angle
that made a pyramid
on the well-worn seat.,
it was all they could do
to get back at him, as he
lashed their growing hands
with the sally rod.
PUBLISHED in PERFUME OF THE SOIL, SWAN PRESS, DUBLIN l999
Poem Details | by
Katie Christian |
Categories:
addiction, bullying, death, deep, depression, society, suicide,
Cut your wrists,
And hope to die.
I think it's time to say goodbye.
Just close your eyes and go to sleep,
Before they can hear you weep.
Your heart was beating,
Now its not.
Covered in blood,
You were gone.
You made the pain go away,
And ended your life that rainy day.
Your eyes were glassy and misted,
Your body unmoving and listless.
You left us without a doubt.
They pushed you over the ledge,
And you killed yourself with the razors sharp edge.
"No one cares" you thought
"Not even if I'm dead."
You were right,
They don't miss you.
Just another life down the drain,
No one would ever know your pain.
Poem Details | by
Amelie Starr |
Categories:
anti bullying, change, dark, depression, life, lonely, poetry,
"DEATH OF DEPRESSION"
Living each day all alone Even though I'm surrounded by millions of people, I still feel in isolation.
I am surrounded by the nothing, i am the Nothing!
Deep inside, I feel rotten to the core,
Skin shedding,like the devil is devouring me!
I feel that life's oils are draining from me,
Seeping through my vein's,
No light within me, darkness has took it's toll,
How do I break it's grasp.
Energy is draining, yet a spark ignites inside me,
My soul will win out,
I will fight with each and every breath I take.
The darkness will become light once again.
-AMELIE STARR (EMMA GIBSON-CHALMERS)
Poem Details | by
Ezekiel Adodo |
Categories:
absence, age, angel, anti bullying, august, baseball, bereavement,
My God, i cant stay quiet,
for i took the wrong diet,
maybe i should have cooked it,
but impatience made me eat,
could not wait for lunch,
for i was hungry that much,
the dished passed across my nose,
waking up my hunger dose.
pass me the dish please,
i said with ease,
for i am hungry,
and when am hungry i get angry.
A thrust into the plate,
with great ecstasy i ate,
feeling happy,
each spoon had a different story.
Things later went sour,
felt bad at the wrong hour,
vomiting, my stomach broken,
whats the cause: food poison.
EzyFabanatu All Rights Reserved © 28th
March, 2014
Poem Details | by
JAY JOHNSON |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, africa, age, allah, allegory, allusion, analogy, animal, anniversary, anti bullying, april, arabic, assonance, autumn, baby, beach, best friend, betrayal, bird, birthday, brother, daughter, death, faith, father, hope, life, loss, lost love, mother, nostalgia, religion, satire, sister, son, sympathy,
DONE
The Apple PASTURE
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well meet.
A pure and dear site.
Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden
grains of morality and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars.
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture
Were winds smell of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow.
Jay
Poem Details | by
Michael Miers |
Categories:
absence, age, angel, anti bullying, august, baseball, bereavement,
Patiently waiting in a line
eyeballed an wary
harsh barking of subterranean cultures
standing weary and inured
to the rotten
fug
the rotten
oxygen
inside the high walls and wire, the weighted stone of
the convicted
existing like convicts
Poem Details | by
Miche Ulman |
Categories:
abuse, addiction, anger, betrayal, body, bullying, childhood, cry, dad, dark, death, depression, eulogy, evil, family, farewell, father, fear, feelings, grave, grief, growing up, hate, heartbroken, horror, house, jealousy, loneliness, loss, lost, me, murder, mystery, night, pain, parents, sad, sin, smile, society, sorrow, stress, suicide,
In the attic, above wooden floor,
through the hallway of psychotic, locks upon my door,
near the broken window and glass of the sore,
hiding in the shadows,
bloodstains on the wall.
Number nine,
house at the end of the street,
where lights are low,
where silent never sleep.
Poem Details | by
Ninette Carey |
Categories:
anti bullying, bereavement, best friend, betrayal,
Another blissful day in the darkness
Forced to be here against our wishes
Dragged into your chosen nightmare of happiness
Blinded by my heartfelt kisses
I guess it was fun for you when I didn't know
Juggling became your sport
You never thought you would get caught
On that day,Everything you stood for be came Naught
Poem Details | by
Michael Campbell |
Categories:
anti bullying, child abuse, death, grief, how i feel, humanity, peace,
People sharing life together
Every country, every land
All of us are in this together
Created for goodness and love
Every life is precious
Only fear can cause this kind of evil
Nothing good comes from suffering on this scale
Every person: man, woman, and child
All through the wide world should be able to
Remember a time without violence or pain
Truly knowing what it means to be safe
Heaven knows it is long overdue.
Poem Details | by
Blake Holland |
Categories:
anger, anxiety, bullying, conflict, confusion, deep, depression, desire, devotion, inspirational, power, psychological, relationship, sympathy, technology, teen, truth,
Nobody is real.
Your life is on a screen.
It's the only thing you feel.
It's the only thing that you have seen
in nine months
it's just another one of your crazy stunts.
Poem Details | by
Shanity Rain |
Categories:
abuse, bullying, corruption, family, lost love,
I am here for the pain
yes I am entertained
a public hanging my choice
living amongst rules I use my voice
the tongue is sharp as a finished blade
my one reason to make you afraid
pleasure is mine to spread all within a crowd
To hang , draw and quarter your soul allowed
gathering a crowd is easy to find
for many like I are here that threw you aside .
Poem Details | by
Bj Fard |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allah, america, analogy, angel, anger, angst, animal, anniversary, art, baptism, beach, beautiful, beauty, betrayal, bible, birth, blue, boat, body, bullying, cancer, care, celebration, celebrity, change, character, christian, conflict, confusion, corruption, crazy, dad, day, death, depression, desire, devotion, dream, earth, emotions, eulogy, evil, farewell, fear, funeral, god, grave,
A full moon night
to my delight
what is so wrong
with doing what's right
nothing is right
after so long
no use in complaining
time to move on
The Dream Water one day
might take me away
farther from the comfort
of familiarity
I float on my back
then shut my eyes
my body now sinking
into ocean arms open wide
Now swallow your son
back to his nature
when he is no longer
needed to stay here
the next generation
are dooming themselves
they need my experience
to guide them through hell
Why should I bother
on my own, I strive through
I turn my back on the thought
of bothering to save you
alone in this world
my, is it spacious
I'm finally smiling,
never so gracious.
Poem Details | by
Alex Calatayud |
Categories:
abuse, anger, anti bullying, depression, grief, self, youth,
She wanted to lock herself away
and question her world view,
she wanted to cry out the pain
and scream at the world too.
Like her tears the rain had come
coming from all around,
here she was, suffering,
and no one hears a sound.
She began to line herself with marks,
like her pain that would stay awhile.
All her joy had slipped away
with nothing left to make her smile.
She stashed away her healer
to save for another rainy day,
the clouds began to move again
and slowly faded away.
Poem Details | by
dannielle dugan |
Categories:
bullying, death, depression, emo, hurt, lost, pain,
You bully me every day
you can’t see what you’re doing to me
you don’t see the cuts and scars
that I hide so you can’t see
the bullying gets worse
the cuts get deeper
and I can’t take much more
I just want it to stop
I don’t show up the next day
and you wander why
someone tells you that I died
now how do you feel inside
I cut myself and take away the pain you caused
I lay there in the bath watching the water change
my body is numb and i start to fade
I hope your happy with the mess you made
Poem Details | by
Smail Poems |
Categories:
abuse, age, angel, baby, baptism, beach, bereavement, bird, black african american, body, bullying, cancer, candy, car, cat, character, child, christmas, confusion, creation, day, dedication, discrimination,
Big blundering beast
Poor fish have no chance whatsoever
Neither does the slowest runner in your group
Poem Details | by
John Trainer |
Categories:
abuse, anger, bullying, cousin, death, sorrow,
Pugnacious mind of mine
Seeks an end to this winter fog
Your ramblings, on and on
I close the shutters, for spring is not in sight
Pig manure emasculates the air
Not a farm in sight
Your ramblings, on and on
I find solace in the bedroom closet
I hear the car door slam
The front door slam
Your ramblings, on and on
I chamber the round then nothing but stars