MeToo Seeking Honest Critique Poems
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metoo seeking honest critique poems. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
vagabondvibes
Poem Published
28th Sep 2019 11:56am
28th Sep 2019 11:56am
Woman
#anger
#women
#MeToo
#feminism
#inequality
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
11th Aug 2019 5:07pm
11th Aug 2019 5:07pm
tears of the forgotten
I wept...you drank my tears
my sorrow made you drunk
you raped what was left of my feelings
then left me holding them in my hands
so little and so small
they weren't big enough to hold me up
to walk out the door
my sorrow made you drunk
you raped what was left of my feelings
then left me holding them in my hands
so little and so small
they weren't big enough to hold me up
to walk out the door
#sadness
#love
#abuse
#MeToo
#hurt
666 reads
12 Comments
poetryaccident
Poem Published
19th May 2019 6:37pm
19th May 2019 6:37pm
The Game
The game was rigged from the start
if times spanned are a start
assuring all will be conned
to play along as if lulled
this was the theory of the top
steadfast in their beliefs
now wondering why the calm is broke
as the tremors are perceived
'why rock the boat?' is their reply
to anguished screams from below
begun as whimpers beneath a gag
now fully voiced in aftermath
a thousand injured in the forefront
with a million close behind
each with a tale of their own
tragedy mounted against the crown
still...
if times spanned are a start
assuring all will be conned
to play along as if lulled
this was the theory of the top
steadfast in their beliefs
now wondering why the calm is broke
as the tremors are perceived
'why rock the boat?' is their reply
to anguished screams from below
begun as whimpers beneath a gag
now fully voiced in aftermath
a thousand injured in the forefront
with a million close behind
each with a tale of their own
tragedy mounted against the crown
still...
#MeToo
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0 Comments
Losterodedsoul
Poem Published
19th May 2019 6:57am
19th May 2019 6:57am
Treacherous delusions
She act untouchable in her delusions of grandeur
but the kinks in her armor
are transparent. She lays wounded at the end of her own dagger
And needs not another drawn upon her in the slaughter
especially by a family member
or a significant other.
I did however came to discover
Her heart and mind burned asunder
In the flame of a former lover.
I however, of her kin and kind was witness to her sin
and sinister grin
during the times of her crime time and again.
I...
but the kinks in her armor
are transparent. She lays wounded at the end of her own dagger
And needs not another drawn upon her in the slaughter
especially by a family member
or a significant other.
I did however came to discover
Her heart and mind burned asunder
In the flame of a former lover.
I however, of her kin and kind was witness to her sin
and sinister grin
during the times of her crime time and again.
I...
#secrets
#family
#lies
#abuse
#MeToo
521 reads
2 Comments
poetryaccident
Poem Published
10th May 2019 10:06am
10th May 2019 10:06am
There is a Line
There is a line to be crossed
when kind remarks turn to lust
moving towards the opposite
of compliments dearly sought
civility is put aside
for the chance of lewd lust
already present in the heart
brought to view by an outside voice
sadly noting the fixed parts
appearance set long ago
into a package that dissuades
comments made outside of bounds
when the words state passion’s bloom
arousal none would desire
outside the voice now condemned
to be a creep in the aftermath
the pleasure taken is an abuse ...
when kind remarks turn to lust
moving towards the opposite
of compliments dearly sought
civility is put aside
for the chance of lewd lust
already present in the heart
brought to view by an outside voice
sadly noting the fixed parts
appearance set long ago
into a package that dissuades
comments made outside of bounds
when the words state passion’s bloom
arousal none would desire
outside the voice now condemned
to be a creep in the aftermath
the pleasure taken is an abuse ...
#MeToo
513 reads
0 Comments
ThiaTartorum
Poem Published
21st Apr 2019 6:36am
21st Apr 2019 6:36am
Six Years
#dark
#abuse
#MeToo
#SelfHarm
#shame
783 reads
24 Comments
BWBijon
Bijon Quail
Bijon Quail
Poem Published
19th Mar 2019 3:18am
19th Mar 2019 3:18am
Thy 'McDiamond Fighter.'
I was a 'Wanderer,' when I was young.
when McPig and the 'McTeacher Bitch'
said, "son, you is forever, a wanderer."
And the other 'wanderers,' with this 'Wanderer,'
were told the same thing.
but years later, after much success
I, no longer a "Wanderer,"
I told McPig,
and his 'Mcteacher bitch,' to 'go to a hell.'
and when I met up again, with my fellow
'wanderers,' from the past,
I said,...
when McPig and the 'McTeacher Bitch'
said, "son, you is forever, a wanderer."
And the other 'wanderers,' with this 'Wanderer,'
were told the same thing.
but years later, after much success
I, no longer a "Wanderer,"
I told McPig,
and his 'Mcteacher bitch,' to 'go to a hell.'
and when I met up again, with my fellow
'wanderers,' from the past,
I said,...
#MeToo
#rap
#revenge
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1Docmcruz
PoetCruz
PoetCruz
Poem Published
27th Jan 2019 11:30pm
27th Jan 2019 11:30pm
f**k I’m Priceless!
imported sperm
shipped into ova
packaged in uterus
delivered premature
because “Time is money!”
45 unreachable cures in an umbilical chord banked
we’ve got pharmaceutical politics
to thank
even blank checks are tanked.
It’s Cancer!
I am a product of my environment
I am product
Label says “Authentic”
thought someone lied when they sold me
tried to mold me
swore I was a clone ...
shipped into ova
packaged in uterus
delivered premature
because “Time is money!”
45 unreachable cures in an umbilical chord banked
we’ve got pharmaceutical politics
to thank
even blank checks are tanked.
It’s Cancer!
I am a product of my environment
I am product
Label says “Authentic”
thought someone lied when they sold me
tried to mold me
swore I was a clone ...
#MeToo
#LifeStruggles
#racism #SelfWorth
#racism #SelfWorth
338 reads
1 Comment
DeadEyesStarlight
Poem Published
26th Jan 2019 7:26pm
26th Jan 2019 7:26pm
Plath-n-Me
I.
No one would describe either of us as
Carefree
Although I have been called a free spirit
How free can a spirit be, carving ghost laments in her arms like trees
With an icicle
Perfect weapon to cover a crime they say, it melts
And rational people don’t believe in specters
I go to my happy place
Attempt to make a daisy chain, but daisies shouldn’t be chained
Lie in the tall grass
I see my best friend once a year
But in my mind she is forever finding the elusive clover
In Ireland, like a soap commercial
And when I die...
No one would describe either of us as
Carefree
Although I have been called a free spirit
How free can a spirit be, carving ghost laments in her arms like trees
With an icicle
Perfect weapon to cover a crime they say, it melts
And rational people don’t believe in specters
I go to my happy place
Attempt to make a daisy chain, but daisies shouldn’t be chained
Lie in the tall grass
I see my best friend once a year
But in my mind she is forever finding the elusive clover
In Ireland, like a soap commercial
And when I die...
#women
#identity
#MeToo
#confessional
#SelfWorth
787 reads
11 Comments
Fallen_Angel_194
Angel.
Angel.
Poem Published
25th Dec 2018 6:14am
25th Dec 2018 6:14am
Her skirt was too short ( TRIGGER WARNING)
#MeToo
491 reads
1 Comment
unapologetic
Poem Published
4th Dec 2018 3:46pm
4th Dec 2018 3:46pm
My Body
Paralyzed
The stench of stale beer on his breath
I feel his weight upon me
My innocence lost
Memory a blank slate
Bruised and bloody
Trying to recall
A second margarita
Then total blackness
Can innocence be taken twice?
My body
It’s not my own
Men just take it
They use it
And toss it aside
Maybe that’s all I am
A body with no soul
The stench of stale beer on his breath
I feel his weight upon me
My innocence lost
Memory a blank slate
Bruised and bloody
Trying to recall
A second margarita
Then total blackness
Can innocence be taken twice?
My body
It’s not my own
Men just take it
They use it
And toss it aside
Maybe that’s all I am
A body with no soul
#abuse
#MeToo
#shame
467 reads
1 Comment
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
29th Nov 2018 5:37pm
29th Nov 2018 5:37pm
Swallow This Shit Ho’ (It’s Just a Little Bit)
#MeToo
#frustration
#freedom
563 reads
6 Comments
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