Hate Poems
#hate
Hate poems include poems about rejection, betrayal, conflict and self-loathing. Also poems about hate in society.
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
Today 10:58am
Today 10:58am
Power Of Hate
Hate is certainly a strong emotion.
It doesn't take much effort,but devotion.
It's like you are going through the motions.
And a black mist blinds you.
It doesn't let you think straight.
And it's easy for it to find you.
Maybe it's like a dark cloud in the sky.
That can spread,no matter how or why.
Maybe a black mask,facade.
To something so much deeper.
Maybe it's our demons.
Dark instead of covered in glitter.
The taste of hate is strong and bitter.
It can be hard to shake it off.
It feels like...
It doesn't take much effort,but devotion.
It's like you are going through the motions.
And a black mist blinds you.
It doesn't let you think straight.
And it's easy for it to find you.
Maybe it's like a dark cloud in the sky.
That can spread,no matter how or why.
Maybe a black mask,facade.
To something so much deeper.
Maybe it's our demons.
Dark instead of covered in glitter.
The taste of hate is strong and bitter.
It can be hard to shake it off.
It feels like...
#anger
#dark
#frustration #hate
#frustration #hate
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ShaleeSue
Shalee
Shalee
Poem Published
Today 6:31am
Today 6:31am
Blanket
I cleared the last of my things
from grandmother’s house.
Drawers coughed up receipts.
The closets held the breath
of people who died standing.
And there—
your blanket.
Folded like a flag.
Too clean.
Like someone still believes
you’re coming back.
It smelled like you.
That synthetic, animal smell
something that wouldn’t be washed.
I hate you.
It fits in my mouth like a coin.
My body remembered you
before I did.
Knees gave.
Teeth locked.
You’re...
from grandmother’s house.
Drawers coughed up receipts.
The closets held the breath
of people who died standing.
And there—
your blanket.
Folded like a flag.
Too clean.
Like someone still believes
you’re coming back.
It smelled like you.
That synthetic, animal smell
something that wouldn’t be washed.
I hate you.
It fits in my mouth like a coin.
My body remembered you
before I did.
Knees gave.
Teeth locked.
You’re...
#emotional
#emptiness
#grief
#hate
#hurt
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 8:11pm
3rd Apr 2025 8:11pm
I Love People
Who the fuck are you
Trying to fuck with?
Since you‘re nothing
But a fuckwit
I don‘t wanna be your friend
I want to put your life to an end
The more I know
The more it‘s enough
I gotta say
People piss me off
The more I know
The more it‘s enough
I gotta be honest with you
You really piss me the fuck off!
From the cradle
To the cave
You‘re such a piece of trash
Degenerate, every day!
Live and let die
I‘d rather choose the latter
The sooner you‘re dead
My heart...
Trying to fuck with?
Since you‘re nothing
But a fuckwit
I don‘t wanna be your friend
I want to put your life to an end
The more I know
The more it‘s enough
I gotta say
People piss me off
The more I know
The more it‘s enough
I gotta be honest with you
You really piss me the fuck off!
From the cradle
To the cave
You‘re such a piece of trash
Degenerate, every day!
Live and let die
I‘d rather choose the latter
The sooner you‘re dead
My heart...
#anger
#hate
#LifeStruggles
#rhyming
#TruthOfLife
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Pishashee
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 5:04am
3rd Apr 2025 5:04am
Now I hate him.
The paper is a block of wood.
I stood watching.
I'll not speak of what he may have been thinking, but I heard him recite evil words on small beings.
The mouse was dangling from the glue trap, Already dead in his screaming.
There was no need for torment. Or to draw the torment to my attention.
Now I hate him.
I stood watching.
I'll not speak of what he may have been thinking, but I heard him recite evil words on small beings.
The mouse was dangling from the glue trap, Already dead in his screaming.
There was no need for torment. Or to draw the torment to my attention.
Now I hate him.
#anger
#anxiety
#hate
#heartbroken
#rejection
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BeautifulNothing2
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 7:17pm
2nd Apr 2025 7:17pm
Freedom from Abuse
He was my demon,
My savior,
My darkness,
My love,
My Evil.
He was my smile
My heart,
My tears,
My laughter,
My pain.
He was the one who,
Broke me,
Inspired me,
Beat me,
Destroyed me.
He gave me,
Life,
Lessons,
Love,
Duties.
He lied to me,
Cheated me,
Hit me,
Hugged me,
Despised me.
He was full of,
Broken promises,
Darkness,
Booz,
Suffering.
He was my,
Lover,
Friend, ...
My savior,
My darkness,
My love,
My Evil.
He was my smile
My heart,
My tears,
My laughter,
My pain.
He was the one who,
Broke me,
Inspired me,
Beat me,
Destroyed me.
He gave me,
Life,
Lessons,
Love,
Duties.
He lied to me,
Cheated me,
Hit me,
Hugged me,
Despised me.
He was full of,
Broken promises,
Darkness,
Booz,
Suffering.
He was my,
Lover,
Friend, ...
#abuse
#dark
#freedom
#hate
#love
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 6:24pm
2nd Apr 2025 6:24pm
Murder Night
Tony ‘Camden King’ Gunn from London
“The rat squealed in shock when blood splattered its fur
Making it disappear into a dark hole with a silent blur,
“Soft moans of pain echoed across the Tower Bridge floor
As he whispered to his attacker ‘please no more’,
“No acknowledgement was given-not a single word said
As the spiked baseball bat split open his head,
“A couple of more swings turned his brains to mush
An open casket was out of the question because his killer did not give a fuck,
Sofia ‘The Strega’ Symone of...
“The rat squealed in shock when blood splattered its fur
Making it disappear into a dark hole with a silent blur,
“Soft moans of pain echoed across the Tower Bridge floor
As he whispered to his attacker ‘please no more’,
“No acknowledgement was given-not a single word said
As the spiked baseball bat split open his head,
“A couple of more swings turned his brains to mush
An open casket was out of the question because his killer did not give a fuck,
Sofia ‘The Strega’ Symone of...
#dark
#hate
#revenge
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 12:31pm
31st Mar 2025 12:31pm
Please Vanish!
Why don't you disappear
Sick of your face each year
Listen to me my dear
The end is growing near
You have tried to threaten me
You have tried to destroy me
I'm stronger then you thought I would be
Open your mouth, taste my sweet addiction
Come a little closer, endure my depraved affliction
Accuracy & outcome, guided this conviction
No time for remorse, another crucifixion
Eat the bite
Rinse it down
Run for cover
Stroke the ground
Within is the rival
Must annihilate, for survival
...
Sick of your face each year
Listen to me my dear
The end is growing near
You have tried to threaten me
You have tried to destroy me
I'm stronger then you thought I would be
Open your mouth, taste my sweet addiction
Come a little closer, endure my depraved affliction
Accuracy & outcome, guided this conviction
No time for remorse, another crucifixion
Eat the bite
Rinse it down
Run for cover
Stroke the ground
Within is the rival
Must annihilate, for survival
...
#dark
#hate
#murder #relationships
#murder #relationships
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u53l355
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 1:44pm
21st Mar 2025 1:44pm
Black dressed crowds
Read this out loud to the black dressed crowed
Im sorry if this letter is the way you found out.
Blow me a kiss to the skys
Or
Peace sign to the ground
Find me in the mirror
In the shadows out the way
In the wind thru the mountains
In the sounds of the rain
Im sorry if your sad
This wasnt for you
I just couldn't cope alone in the head of which I've grew.
- A writer
Im sorry if this letter is the way you found out.
Blow me a kiss to the skys
Or
Peace sign to the ground
Find me in the mirror
In the shadows out the way
In the wind thru the mountains
In the sounds of the rain
Im sorry if your sad
This wasnt for you
I just couldn't cope alone in the head of which I've grew.
- A writer
#dark
#depression
#hate
#sadness
#suicide
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MrBlack
Mr Black
Mr Black
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 9:38pm
18th Mar 2025 9:38pm
(Randy Orton Heel Theme 2025) The Voices Never Lie
Verse 1
Listen closely as they speak to me
They tell me what you need to be
Broken, battered, on your knees
Following their commands with ease
I can't resist what they prescribe
Their words cut deep inside
Chorus
The voices never lie
They tell me what to do
The voices never lie
And now they're coming for you
The voices never lie
(They never, never lie)
Verse 2
Crawling deeper in my mind
Leaving sanity behind
They paint pictures crystal clear
Of all the ways to bring you fear
Every strike...
Listen closely as they speak to me
They tell me what you need to be
Broken, battered, on your knees
Following their commands with ease
I can't resist what they prescribe
Their words cut deep inside
Chorus
The voices never lie
They tell me what to do
The voices never lie
And now they're coming for you
The voices never lie
(They never, never lie)
Verse 2
Crawling deeper in my mind
Leaving sanity behind
They paint pictures crystal clear
Of all the ways to bring you fear
Every strike...
#anger
#dark
#evil
#hate
#scary
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Heart_of_Stone
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 1:42am
17th Mar 2025 1:42am
Don't be such a Yoda
Sometimes I want to
scream and rant and wail
against the social constructs
that made me
how I am
I want to pout and
cry and act like a baby
because life isn't fair
and that's just not fair at all
And this is why
I hate you;
Your love so revives
my spirit struggling to breathe
and I can't turn away from
the beauty of the world
but sometimes
I still cry
for the simple joy
that I can love to hate
the love you give so openly
And you just smile
scream and rant and wail
against the social constructs
that made me
how I am
I want to pout and
cry and act like a baby
because life isn't fair
and that's just not fair at all
And this is why
I hate you;
Your love so revives
my spirit struggling to breathe
and I can't turn away from
the beauty of the world
but sometimes
I still cry
for the simple joy
that I can love to hate
the love you give so openly
And you just smile
#hate
#love
#peace
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 9:36pm
16th Mar 2025 9:36pm
The Debt Always Comes Due
Always the victim, never the cause,
twisting the past into thorns in your crown,
spitting out names like they branded you first,
but no, you lit the match.
Nothing was real—just a game, just a spark,
a flicker in winter, a flame in my hands,
burning because you willed it to,
then blaming the fire for touching your skin.
Never was love, never was truth,
just a hollow echo you painted in gold,
a script rehearsed, a play well-staged,
but the audience left, and the curtains fell.
Every excuse, every...
twisting the past into thorns in your crown,
spitting out names like they branded you first,
but no, you lit the match.
Nothing was real—just a game, just a spark,
a flicker in winter, a flame in my hands,
burning because you willed it to,
then blaming the fire for touching your skin.
Never was love, never was truth,
just a hollow echo you painted in gold,
a script rehearsed, a play well-staged,
but the audience left, and the curtains fell.
Every excuse, every...
#anger
#fate
#hate #karma
#hate #karma
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 11:30pm
11th Mar 2025 11:30pm
In Group.
I journal all this.
Internet graffiti I spew.
In public.
For your conisderation.
Lest someone call me a coward.
Inauthentic.
Weak.
Pathetic.
But I'm not that.
I'm a pent up pipe bomb.
A shockwave.
I don't ever get better.
I get much much worse.
And these idyll iterations of words.
Imply.
I often write things I don't agree with.
Just.
Cause.
They say I can't.
But, I dunno that word.
Can't.
It's not a command.
It's a weak suggestion that I'm not inclined.
To...
Internet graffiti I spew.
In public.
For your conisderation.
Lest someone call me a coward.
Inauthentic.
Weak.
Pathetic.
But I'm not that.
I'm a pent up pipe bomb.
A shockwave.
I don't ever get better.
I get much much worse.
And these idyll iterations of words.
Imply.
I often write things I don't agree with.
Just.
Cause.
They say I can't.
But, I dunno that word.
Can't.
It's not a command.
It's a weak suggestion that I'm not inclined.
To...
#bittersweet
#hate
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