#hatepoem

[thememoiristslosttrain]

Rage against you

I can bottle anger and destroy faith. Save up for days till its overflowing with hate. I’ll round up my scavengers and to my word they’ll create Destruction and spread their malice like flowers on a wedding day. I’ll refill and regroup each day, after having dealt swift pain. You stumble and shudder, eyes wide - disbelieving, as I touch your face Fear building, clearly evident, as your tears search me; finding nothing in Love’s place.

Siphoning love, I’ll extract your essence Drain you, so they can be denied too For something so alien I must know how it makes you feel For you so wilfully barred me from touching even the rim of Love’s gates. It’s been lost to me and I to it. Our journey never intertwining; chances you’ve stolen from me. Love, so precious, why must you exclude me?

Fine! Do as you please I’ve made my decision too I’ll suck from the dark flower - black nector, never sweet Mix with it your love and make it just as potent as you The world will be filled with everything gray I’ll shatter every soul that comes within inches of me Such punishment you’ve dealt, I will never forget For in place of love, someday I promise, only pain will be spent

[mixerfan]

F***ing A, A+

What a let down, aspirations unfettered man

I shake and quake inside my chest

Poor set of rituals, the many words I cuss

What the fuck do I have to do with any of us

I’m a bleep show, at this freak show

Cash money motions

All over my folding emotion

I showed up, Then gave up

Trusting the payout wouldn’t meet right

Cut off beside your worse, expectations on my ethereal birth, a list I sent to you first

A list you can’t regard, Left me scared and powerless

3 sheets of paper to keep safe, invaluable.

Staging my reputations swift shut down

Hollow words lost my security, a dream, a life.

A lifetime.

Now hollow from broken foundations tumbling like a cement truck in your life.

[jargonlargon]

thug tear

so i read what you wrote me while i was out and about. i just had to hold back the pain and act like it didnt effect me. i let out one thug tear and went about my day, laughing emoji. had to wear a facade and be the good old larry we’re used to seeing. yet inside i’m screaming fuck the world and everyone else. fuck the rules and fuck pretending. fuck societal pressures and what they’re expecting. all i can see in my mind is you and me. truthfully none of these other bitches mean jack shit to me. i can’t even cum unless im thinking of you specifically. yea im sick in the head but fuck it, it is what it is. in my raw thoughts i just want to destroy all that exists. especially the image im currently upholding. ive grown sick of the things that the world makes me do. scratch that, the blame falls entirely on me, i need to take the actions to see things through.

[trish-alejandro]

I just published "Ribcage " of my story "Snap Or Shoot". http://my.w.tt/UiNb/zDlbe65eVv

[estherspoetry-blog]

Devious Play Too many instances, repeated times one after another, uncover invisible lies I came pale and naked, exposed freely forthright in each movement never doubting the pose you revealed me what devious plan did you hope to go through with mask of an angel corrupted bones sitting upon self-righteous throne I learned to love which I did not know left to spew your venomous soul I am no extra in your night-mare you may dance to your own grave this is your own stage-production I hope to never be part of your play

http://espoeetry.blogspot.com/

[uncreative3]

Fuck her then

She swore herself

never to forgive

and never to forgett

what has been done

what has been said

no sign of apology

Fuck her then

too much to handle

a fire alighten in her heart

her expression frozen, dark

burning like an endless candle

Fuck her then

and everytime she sees that face

she has to smile

while the fire is burning inside

feels like running a race

that won’t ever end

so she will run forever

wants to stop, knows better

but the fire will not mend

Fuck her then

has to play the game

can’t run anywere

noone listens to her

so she keeps on running alone

Fuck her then

no sign of apology

what has been done

what has been said

never to forgive

and never to forgett

she swore herself

[joh-08]

Paano namatay si She*** at si Tu**.

ganito ang eksena. madilim ang paligid, madaling araw na. malakas ang buhos ng ulan mapasaan man. sa mandaluyong ang baha ay gaga-tao na. nakahiga na sana sa kama mula sa GY mong trabaho'y patulog na sana. sa tabi ng iyong asawa na kalong ang anak ninyong dalawa ikaw ay patabi na. ngunit cellphone kumanta, pamilyar na boses ang nasa kabilang linya. sabi niya kung maaari daw sana kayo ay magkita. dagling bumalikwas at dali-daling lumabas. kinuha ang payong na bigay ng iyong asawa at tinungo ang nakikipagkita. nagkita kayo sa gitna ng isang kalsada. agad gumilid at nag-abang ng mapapara. punta nyo ay Sta. Mesa. sa mga bahay na walang bintana at kusina. dumaan ang nagmamadaling jeep at kayo ay nabasa. lalo nang may dahilan para kayo'y magpatuyo ng damit na basa. pumara sa sumunod na jeep at ikay nagpakamaginoo, pinauna ang babae, ang kabit mo. pagsakay ay inakala ng drayber na sya lang ang pasahero. isang paa mo pa lamang ang nakasabit sa jeep kaya agad kang bumalentong, natusok ng hawak mong payong ang mata at sumalaksak. dumirecho sa utak at namatay kang agad. pero di pa roon nagtatapos ang kamatayan ihahayag, pagkat si kabit di alam pano ipaliliwanag kung bat magkasama sila noon at suot ay hapit na hapit. at nagpakamatay din si kabit, sa pangungutya ng buong daigdig. BOW. ISANG POETIC NA KAMATAYAN PARA SA IYO. KBYE.

sa totoo’y sagot ko ito sa isang forum ng rakista.com.

“paano namatay ang nasa taas mo?”

heto ang sagot ko, masyado lang naging graphic ang imagination ko.

tapos noong isinusulat ko na, naisip kong tila makatarungan itong kamatayan para sa dalawa kong kakilala na mukhang ganito ang eksena ng relasyon nila.

sa totoo ay ikinahihiya kong naging tropa ko sila.KBye

[serumfreesteverogers]

For a heart that has been broken by stupidity, frozen in fear, smashed to more frozed pieces by guilt and finally stored away in self hate for my own flaws. The feeling of betrayal still feels like a scorching hot knife trying to cauterize the wound of the hearts ghostly remains reminds you that even then it's still susceptible to even more pain and torture.