Poems About Domestic Violence Published by Members Recently Online
#DomesticViolence
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
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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
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2 Comments
Hymn to Cernunnos
I threw up in the alley
shortly after leaving the car.
It was a mixture of things—
the smell of the place for one,
how my stomach lurched
the second I turned a corner
to see that old market cross
standing in the square
and there it was
the old flat rented out
in somebody else’s name,
the carpet shop quite gone
replaced with books
and barbers.
I looked up at the window.
Where [x] happened.
That thing.
I still can’t speak its...
shortly after leaving the car.
It was a mixture of things—
the smell of the place for one,
how my stomach lurched
the second I turned a corner
to see that old market cross
standing in the square
and there it was
the old flat rented out
in somebody else’s name,
the carpet shop quite gone
replaced with books
and barbers.
I looked up at the window.
Where [x] happened.
That thing.
I still can’t speak its...
#pagan
#Britain
#DomesticViolence
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2 Comments
Hymn to Cernunnos
I threw up in the alley
shortly after leaving the car.
It was a mixture of things—
the smell of the place for one,
how my stomach lurched
the second I turned a corner
to see that old market cross
standing in the square
and there it was
the old flat rented out
in somebody else’s name,
the carpet shop quite gone
replaced with books
and barbers.
I looked up at the window.
Where [x] happened.
That thing.
I still can’t speak its...
shortly after leaving the car.
It was a mixture of things—
the smell of the place for one,
how my stomach lurched
the second I turned a corner
to see that old market cross
standing in the square
and there it was
the old flat rented out
in somebody else’s name,
the carpet shop quite gone
replaced with books
and barbers.
I looked up at the window.
Where [x] happened.
That thing.
I still can’t speak its...
#pagan
#Britain
#DomesticViolence
83 reads
2 Comments
Hymn to Cernunnos
I threw up in the alley
shortly after leaving the car.
It was a mixture of things—
the smell of the place for one,
how my stomach lurched
the second I turned a corner
to see that old market cross
standing in the square
and there it was
the old flat rented out
in somebody else’s name,
the carpet shop quite gone
replaced with books
and barbers.
I looked up at the window.
Where [x] happened.
That thing.
I still can’t speak its...
shortly after leaving the car.
It was a mixture of things—
the smell of the place for one,
how my stomach lurched
the second I turned a corner
to see that old market cross
standing in the square
and there it was
the old flat rented out
in somebody else’s name,
the carpet shop quite gone
replaced with books
and barbers.
I looked up at the window.
Where [x] happened.
That thing.
I still can’t speak its...
#pagan
#Britain
#DomesticViolence
83 reads
2 Comments
the ember of love
The Ember of Love
As he was walking along the busy shopping street an old woman, came toward him
He knew her but hadn't seen her for many years
once upon a time, he had loved her very much
they both stopped; she remembered him and forthright, as she always was, told him he looked old
She was old also but refrained from telling her
Their hair was white and brittle, and her prominent nose had dropped, giving her a look like a witch.
They hugged, and he told her she looked great!
Behind the thick-rimmed glasses she wore, he saw
a glimmer of...
As he was walking along the busy shopping street an old woman, came toward him
He knew her but hadn't seen her for many years
once upon a time, he had loved her very much
they both stopped; she remembered him and forthright, as she always was, told him he looked old
She was old also but refrained from telling her
Their hair was white and brittle, and her prominent nose had dropped, giving her a look like a witch.
They hugged, and he told her she looked great!
Behind the thick-rimmed glasses she wore, he saw
a glimmer of...
#ImSorry
#heartbroken
#escape
#IMissYou
#DomesticViolence
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0 Comments
the ember of love
The Ember of Love
As he was walking along the busy shopping street an old woman, came toward him
He knew her but hadn't seen her for many years
once upon a time, he had loved her very much
they both stopped; she remembered him and forthright, as she always was, told him he looked old
She was old also but refrained from telling her
Their hair was white and brittle, and her prominent nose had dropped, giving her a look like a witch.
They hugged, and he told her she looked great!
Behind the thick-rimmed glasses she wore, he saw
a glimmer of...
As he was walking along the busy shopping street an old woman, came toward him
He knew her but hadn't seen her for many years
once upon a time, he had loved her very much
they both stopped; she remembered him and forthright, as she always was, told him he looked old
She was old also but refrained from telling her
Their hair was white and brittle, and her prominent nose had dropped, giving her a look like a witch.
They hugged, and he told her she looked great!
Behind the thick-rimmed glasses she wore, he saw
a glimmer of...
#ImSorry
#heartbroken
#escape
#IMissYou
#DomesticViolence
196 reads
0 Comments
the ember of love
The Ember of Love
As he was walking along the busy shopping street an old woman, came toward him
He knew her but hadn't seen her for many years
once upon a time, he had loved her very much
they both stopped; she remembered him and forthright, as she always was, told him he looked old
She was old also but refrained from telling her
Their hair was white and brittle, and her prominent nose had dropped, giving her a look like a witch.
They hugged, and he told her she looked great!
Behind the thick-rimmed glasses she wore, he saw
a glimmer of...
As he was walking along the busy shopping street an old woman, came toward him
He knew her but hadn't seen her for many years
once upon a time, he had loved her very much
they both stopped; she remembered him and forthright, as she always was, told him he looked old
She was old also but refrained from telling her
Their hair was white and brittle, and her prominent nose had dropped, giving her a look like a witch.
They hugged, and he told her she looked great!
Behind the thick-rimmed glasses she wore, he saw
a glimmer of...
#ImSorry
#heartbroken
#escape
#IMissYou
#DomesticViolence
196 reads
0 Comments
the ember of love
The Ember of Love
As he was walking along the busy shopping street an old woman, came toward him
He knew her but hadn't seen her for many years
once upon a time, he had loved her very much
they both stopped; she remembered him and forthright, as she always was, told him he looked old
She was old also but refrained from telling her
Their hair was white and brittle, and her prominent nose had dropped, giving her a look like a witch.
They hugged, and he told her she looked great!
Behind the thick-rimmed glasses she wore, he saw
a glimmer of...
As he was walking along the busy shopping street an old woman, came toward him
He knew her but hadn't seen her for many years
once upon a time, he had loved her very much
they both stopped; she remembered him and forthright, as she always was, told him he looked old
She was old also but refrained from telling her
Their hair was white and brittle, and her prominent nose had dropped, giving her a look like a witch.
They hugged, and he told her she looked great!
Behind the thick-rimmed glasses she wore, he saw
a glimmer of...
#ImSorry
#heartbroken
#escape
#IMissYou
#DomesticViolence
196 reads
0 Comments
the ember of love
The Ember of Love
As he was walking along the busy shopping street an old woman, came toward him
He knew her but hadn't seen her for many years
once upon a time, he had loved her very much
they both stopped; she remembered him and forthright, as she always was, told him he looked old
She was old also but refrained from telling her
Their hair was white and brittle, and her prominent nose had dropped, giving her a look like a witch.
They hugged, and he told her she looked great!
Behind the thick-rimmed glasses she wore, he saw
a glimmer of...
As he was walking along the busy shopping street an old woman, came toward him
He knew her but hadn't seen her for many years
once upon a time, he had loved her very much
they both stopped; she remembered him and forthright, as she always was, told him he looked old
She was old also but refrained from telling her
Their hair was white and brittle, and her prominent nose had dropped, giving her a look like a witch.
They hugged, and he told her she looked great!
Behind the thick-rimmed glasses she wore, he saw
a glimmer of...
#ImSorry
#heartbroken
#escape
#IMissYou
#DomesticViolence
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0 Comments
The MAGA Way
Bro culture married a cult of death
In the team sport ghetto locker room
Where they took their next recreative breath
And forged it into more doom and gloom.
Then they traded some racist vows of hate
To make white Jesus votaries cross
And have his worst Caucasian trait
Endear him to his ancient Wall Street boss...
Who knows HIS bros are the critical race
And not no slickster Hollywood Jew
Assisting folks who try to replace
Crackers and their grotty mouths of chew!
But who doesn't love a trigger happy dude,
With a cooler...
In the team sport ghetto locker room
Where they took their next recreative breath
And forged it into more doom and gloom.
Then they traded some racist vows of hate
To make white Jesus votaries cross
And have his worst Caucasian trait
Endear him to his ancient Wall Street boss...
Who knows HIS bros are the critical race
And not no slickster Hollywood Jew
Assisting folks who try to replace
Crackers and their grotty mouths of chew!
But who doesn't love a trigger happy dude,
With a cooler...
#violence
#racism
#ignorance
#DomesticViolence
#deception
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The MAGA Way
Bro culture married a cult of death
In the team sport ghetto locker room
Where they took their next recreative breath
And forged it into more doom and gloom.
Then they traded some racist vows of hate
To make white Jesus votaries cross
And have his worst Caucasian trait
Endear him to his ancient Wall Street boss...
Who knows HIS bros are the critical race
And not no slickster Hollywood Jew
Assisting folks who try to replace
Crackers and their grotty mouths of chew!
But who doesn't love a trigger happy dude,
With a cooler...
In the team sport ghetto locker room
Where they took their next recreative breath
And forged it into more doom and gloom.
Then they traded some racist vows of hate
To make white Jesus votaries cross
And have his worst Caucasian trait
Endear him to his ancient Wall Street boss...
Who knows HIS bros are the critical race
And not no slickster Hollywood Jew
Assisting folks who try to replace
Crackers and their grotty mouths of chew!
But who doesn't love a trigger happy dude,
With a cooler...
#violence
#racism
#ignorance
#DomesticViolence
#deception
298 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Domestic Violence Published by Members Recently Online