Long MeToo Poems
#MeToo
Tina2020
Tina Delaney
Tina Delaney
Poem Published
15th May 2020 9:51pm
15th May 2020 9:51pm
My pimp
#sadness
#father
#sex
#abuse
#MeToo
693 reads
13 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
31st Dec 2019 10:00pm
31st Dec 2019 10:00pm
Last Day of Another Bloody Year / O'Holy Jackshits !!
the o'mighty
ill
ness
of
dis
ease, the
rem
ains
of
which are as unacceptable as slow death, shallow breathing, and
a fear far more than fright could concern itself. The sense made here
is not any variant of common sense, where commonalty brings so
much to so few, and so many times more than one would...
ill
ness
of
dis
ease, the
rem
ains
of
which are as unacceptable as slow death, shallow breathing, and
a fear far more than fright could concern itself. The sense made here
is not any variant of common sense, where commonalty brings so
much to so few, and so many times more than one would...
#MeToo
#GunControl
#utopia
#nature
#prison
431 reads
0 Comments
David_Macleod
14397816
14397816
Poem Published
18th Oct 2019 6:30pm
18th Oct 2019 6:30pm
Me2 Or Not Me2 - - - - "TRIGGER WARNING!"
#abuse
#oppression
#MeToo #inequality
#MeToo #inequality
464 reads
2 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
16th Jul 2019 5:49am
16th Jul 2019 5:49am
On My Back
#abuse
#MeToo
#suicide #DomesticViolence
#suicide #DomesticViolence
546 reads
2 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
30th May 2019 4:49am
30th May 2019 4:49am
No Escape
Lungs burning as I run down the street with all my might
Legs in fire as I pick up my pace trying not to the caught
Laughing comes from behind me as the devil stalks close by
Losing the fight as I cry out in frustration I can't take it anymore
Ducking in behind a ramshackle barn hoping he didn't see me
Dodging tree branches and vines as the thicket deepens
Don't look back at the sinister monster who controls your life
Drown out his nasty voice as he tries to torment you into submission
Free yourself from the chains of his dispair and agony ...
Legs in fire as I pick up my pace trying not to the caught
Laughing comes from behind me as the devil stalks close by
Losing the fight as I cry out in frustration I can't take it anymore
Ducking in behind a ramshackle barn hoping he didn't see me
Dodging tree branches and vines as the thicket deepens
Don't look back at the sinister monster who controls your life
Drown out his nasty voice as he tries to torment you into submission
Free yourself from the chains of his dispair and agony ...
#abuse
#MeToo
#confessional
470 reads
1 Comment
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
448 reads
2 Comments
ThiaTartorum
Poem Published
21st Apr 2019 6:36am
21st Apr 2019 6:36am
Six Years
#dark
#abuse
#MeToo
#SelfHarm
#shame
721 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
399 reads
0 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
20th Feb 2019 5:53am
20th Feb 2019 5:53am
Popcorn
#childhood
#abuse
#MeToo #memories
#MeToo #memories
29 reads
20 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
18th Feb 2019 00:44am
18th Feb 2019 00:44am
An Oasis for a Blue Wisteria Soul
An Oasis for a Blue Wisteria Soul
Sand clouds flap like angels wings across the dunes as the desert turns crimson. The blood of the prophet paints the sky. The muezzin calls from so far away. My pain is buried deep in my heart. They exiled me here to die where even my bones would dissolve into dust.
I had blasphemed Allah. She had spoken to me a whisper in the night her voice carrying on the wind in my dreams. My name is woman she said. Hold no other God above me. Keep me close to your heart. Never ever deny me. I am your betrothed.
I spoke the words...
Sand clouds flap like angels wings across the dunes as the desert turns crimson. The blood of the prophet paints the sky. The muezzin calls from so far away. My pain is buried deep in my heart. They exiled me here to die where even my bones would dissolve into dust.
I had blasphemed Allah. She had spoken to me a whisper in the night her voice carrying on the wind in my dreams. My name is woman she said. Hold no other God above me. Keep me close to your heart. Never ever deny me. I am your betrothed.
I spoke the words...
#women
#men
#MeToo
#suffering
#desert
597 reads
6 Comments
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
683 reads
11 Comments
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
484 reads
6 Comments
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