Long Poems About Domestic Violence
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Long poems about domestic violence. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
21st Feb 2023 10:59pm
21st Feb 2023 10:59pm
Dark Valentine
I bought for my love a Valentine’s card
shaped like a heart and frilled with lace,
a corny bit of doggerel inside
to show that I’m thinking of him.
The normalcy of that simple gesture
thrills me when, alone, I sit and think
about what’s brought me here, the single love
that could have saved my soul.
The rage relaxes then, a white dove
settles on my breast. Reposed in this dark flat,
I look out through the skylight and
am ready for another day. He’s not replied,
of course. It’s been eight years since I started. ...
shaped like a heart and frilled with lace,
a corny bit of doggerel inside
to show that I’m thinking of him.
The normalcy of that simple gesture
thrills me when, alone, I sit and think
about what’s brought me here, the single love
that could have saved my soul.
The rage relaxes then, a white dove
settles on my breast. Reposed in this dark flat,
I look out through the skylight and
am ready for another day. He’s not replied,
of course. It’s been eight years since I started. ...
#love
#abuse
#suffering #DomesticViolence
#suffering #DomesticViolence
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oskar
Poem Published
6th Jan 2023 11:46am
6th Jan 2023 11:46am
who killed the president
Who killed the president?
It was a fine forenoon when the pilot left the ship in Wilhelmshaven
in Curacao, bound for Maracaibo, Venezuela
the sea was like a mirror at ease being back on the ocean
Then came the news John Kennedy has been shot and brought
to the hospital, and half an hour later, a bulletin the president is dead.
For us, it was a profound shock he represented the future, young
glamorous, with a beautiful wife, we loved him like an older brother
we could look up to; peace corps and peace in the world.
Who had killed him? Our first...
It was a fine forenoon when the pilot left the ship in Wilhelmshaven
in Curacao, bound for Maracaibo, Venezuela
the sea was like a mirror at ease being back on the ocean
Then came the news John Kennedy has been shot and brought
to the hospital, and half an hour later, a bulletin the president is dead.
For us, it was a profound shock he represented the future, young
glamorous, with a beautiful wife, we loved him like an older brother
we could look up to; peace corps and peace in the world.
Who had killed him? Our first...
#corruption
#politics
#freedom
#DomesticViolence
#deception
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
11th Oct 2022 8:03pm
11th Oct 2022 8:03pm
My New Wife
Have I shown you my new wife?
Look through the window there,
you’ll see her dig the flowerbeds.
Two years my last’s been gone,
fled to another man’s bed,
and leaving me with kids to raise,
though he’s decided she’s a bet
worth taking more than me.
Don’t blame the lad. Won’t take no shit,
just like my dad never did.
She’s mopping now; her brow, that is.
I’ll bet you’re wondering just why
a pretty thing like that would bet on me.
But it’s quite simple, so you’ll see.
She didn’t have much cloth,
and so I thought, why let...
Look through the window there,
you’ll see her dig the flowerbeds.
Two years my last’s been gone,
fled to another man’s bed,
and leaving me with kids to raise,
though he’s decided she’s a bet
worth taking more than me.
Don’t blame the lad. Won’t take no shit,
just like my dad never did.
She’s mopping now; her brow, that is.
I’ll bet you’re wondering just why
a pretty thing like that would bet on me.
But it’s quite simple, so you’ll see.
She didn’t have much cloth,
and so I thought, why let...
#marriage
#abuse
#MeToo #DomesticViolence
#MeToo #DomesticViolence
447 reads
3 Comments
JessD842
Poem Published
9th Oct 2022 8:27pm
9th Oct 2022 8:27pm
Anxiety
Why can't you see all my anxiety thats trapped inside of me so depressed but I don't try to be my reality I don't want to believe trapped in my mind by my anxiety I just want to leave lord please set me free from all this damn anxiety. Feeling so worthless cant seem to find my purpose my feet on the ground but cant feel the surface I dont think this pain is worth it dont want to move no further please take my heart but dont hurt it. What is reality, what is real, must self medicate to no longer feel. Yeah my life came to an end and was forced to start all over again yet faced with so many...
#anxiety
#depression
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#DomesticViolence
539 reads
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FadedxFlame
Poem Published
21st Sep 2022 3:56am
21st Sep 2022 3:56am
*Trigger Warning*
I'm sorry my writing is upsetting, maybe they should come with a trigger warning. Or maybe people need to be more trustworthy. More open-minded, more outgoing.
I'm very depressed, my brain is at it again.
I can’t help myself from this impending descent into darkness. I use to see life differently. Vibrantly Full of color, love, or hope even. But, apparently, the longer you’re depraved, it becomes harder to cope with independently.
It seems I don’t own my soul. I lost it somewhere along the road. But I know wherever it was, it smiled. The day we fell in love....
I'm very depressed, my brain is at it again.
I can’t help myself from this impending descent into darkness. I use to see life differently. Vibrantly Full of color, love, or hope even. But, apparently, the longer you’re depraved, it becomes harder to cope with independently.
It seems I don’t own my soul. I lost it somewhere along the road. But I know wherever it was, it smiled. The day we fell in love....
#relationships
#honesty
#ForbiddenLove
#DomesticViolence
#deception
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nightbirdblue
Poem Published
19th Jul 2022 11:35am
19th Jul 2022 11:35am
I Couldn’t Breathe
#husband
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
#manipulation
#deception
582 reads
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
27th Jun 2022 00:08am
27th Jun 2022 00:08am
she left more than scars behind
Some days I hate myself
like my reflection hasn't changed
in 15 years and I'm still the same person
who held all her lies
like they were precious gemstones
that could be compressed
into something honest
with enough time, pressure and love
But she didn't love me
couldn't love me
when she was too busy
chasing more interesting demons
than a quiet lover at home
and then resented me
for chasing my own adventures
Some days it feels like karma
like I'm forever paying for who I am
it's just...
like my reflection hasn't changed
in 15 years and I'm still the same person
who held all her lies
like they were precious gemstones
that could be compressed
into something honest
with enough time, pressure and love
But she didn't love me
couldn't love me
when she was too busy
chasing more interesting demons
than a quiet lover at home
and then resented me
for chasing my own adventures
Some days it feels like karma
like I'm forever paying for who I am
it's just...
#love
#emotional
#healing
#hurt
#DomesticViolence
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DreamIllusions
Poem Published
17th Jun 2022 8:57pm
17th Jun 2022 8:57pm
DIRSEQUENCE
DIRSEQUENCE
following directions plus finding out
there are unseen consequences when you do
You’ve been uninvited
To the future of your own lonesanity
(that’s loneliness plus insanity)
You keep telling me
You’ll forgive and take me back
Take me back?
Do you not feel, sense the
Intensilent air from me?
(that’s intense plus silent)
Do you not recall?
The things you said
The things you did
When you tried to devaluate
(that’s devastation plus retaliate)
Every piece of me
Because you...
following directions plus finding out
there are unseen consequences when you do
You’ve been uninvited
To the future of your own lonesanity
(that’s loneliness plus insanity)
You keep telling me
You’ll forgive and take me back
Take me back?
Do you not feel, sense the
Intensilent air from me?
(that’s intense plus silent)
Do you not recall?
The things you said
The things you did
When you tried to devaluate
(that’s devastation plus retaliate)
Every piece of me
Because you...
#sadness
#conflict
#secrets
#DomesticViolence
#manipulation
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
18th May 2022 3:05am
18th May 2022 3:05am
Belle's Beast
She was beaten into a crumpled pile, he never feared as he approached
There was the smell of torturous pain all around, the walls of his realm broached
Lost in the wilderness of her mind, where her abuser left her for dead
Some how her finder could her the words of abuse in her head
He could hear the words echoing, "slut" and "whore" all around
He could feel the giant fist continually pounding her down
Treated as a dog, made to crawl on all four
Yes, hold on Lil Momma, let me open the door
He could had kicked it in, but why...
There was the smell of torturous pain all around, the walls of his realm broached
Lost in the wilderness of her mind, where her abuser left her for dead
Some how her finder could her the words of abuse in her head
He could hear the words echoing, "slut" and "whore" all around
He could feel the giant fist continually pounding her down
Treated as a dog, made to crawl on all four
Yes, hold on Lil Momma, let me open the door
He could had kicked it in, but why...
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
453 reads
4 Comments
Nocturnalbutterfly
Poem Published
14th Feb 2022 7:53pm
14th Feb 2022 7:53pm
The Bird
#dark
#abuse
#DomesticViolence #fear
#DomesticViolence #fear
290 reads
1 Comment
DR_NOOSE
Poem Published
4th Feb 2022 00:41am
4th Feb 2022 00:41am
Snap! Crackle! Pop! with Blueberries on top.
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
#hurt
#DomesticViolence
304 reads
0 Comments
trustloyaltyrespec
TamMe
TamMe
Poem Published
13th Jan 2022 12:39pm
13th Jan 2022 12:39pm
Not worth it....
His touch in anger...leaves a mark that reminds me for many days of his truth and intent...
His touch when my body is conveinant and serves his purpose well,and to whatever extent....
He continuously whispers to me about wanting to see my skills with other men...
Describing with great detail many cocks occupying my every orifice ,and my willing and wanting consent...
Knowing all the while I'm not really a willing partner,my heart and mind preventing me of going to that level..
He's wanting me to relinquish my morals and ethics and protray myself as some...
His touch when my body is conveinant and serves his purpose well,and to whatever extent....
He continuously whispers to me about wanting to see my skills with other men...
Describing with great detail many cocks occupying my every orifice ,and my willing and wanting consent...
Knowing all the while I'm not really a willing partner,my heart and mind preventing me of going to that level..
He's wanting me to relinquish my morals and ethics and protray myself as some...
#relationships
#abuse
#bullying #DomesticViolence
#bullying #DomesticViolence
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