Hate Poems
#hate
Hate poems include poems about rejection, betrayal, conflict and self-loathing. Also poems about hate in society.
BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:58pm
Yesterday 10:58pm
My Monster
I have become skilled at kindness
Of soft words and gentle delivery
I have learned how to hide my darkness
I have learned to point my rage inwards
To protect others from myself
I have the scars to prove it
Self punishing and self denying
Diluted and faded from self restraint
I miss the cloak of vicious responses
Of my fist meeting the flesh of my enemy
But no one loves violence or wildness
Correction and guidance, the mental act
Of declawing my darkness over and over
I have a pile of fangs and claws inside
A swirling and...
Of soft words and gentle delivery
I have learned how to hide my darkness
I have learned to point my rage inwards
To protect others from myself
I have the scars to prove it
Self punishing and self denying
Diluted and faded from self restraint
I miss the cloak of vicious responses
Of my fist meeting the flesh of my enemy
But no one loves violence or wildness
Correction and guidance, the mental act
Of declawing my darkness over and over
I have a pile of fangs and claws inside
A swirling and...
#hate
#monsters
#frustration
#nightmares
#curse
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4 Comments
Academic
Poem Published
24th Mar 2020 2:33pm
24th Mar 2020 2:33pm
We're stolid and mature, white Britons not feckless and flamboyant African-Americans, Meghan!
By Stanley Collymore
Quite sickeningly to us white and sober Brits, even if
on our part rather duplicitiously so, they're a total
discredit to us all; and however it's viewed
there's no getting away from it! Always
publicly holding hands, constantly and insufferably
forever smiling at each other, while persistently
and seemingly inescapably so unable tostop
themselves from being so constantly lovey-
dovey! Utterly disgusting to see, these
overt and public displays of rather
unconstrained demonstrations
of what, at best, to us...
Quite sickeningly to us white and sober Brits, even if
on our part rather duplicitiously so, they're a total
discredit to us all; and however it's viewed
there's no getting away from it! Always
publicly holding hands, constantly and insufferably
forever smiling at each other, while persistently
and seemingly inescapably so unable tostop
themselves from being so constantly lovey-
dovey! Utterly disgusting to see, these
overt and public displays of rather
unconstrained demonstrations
of what, at best, to us...
#hate
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DestroyerOfUranus
Des.
Des.
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2020 8:17am
23rd Mar 2020 8:17am
Mind Fudge
#anger
#hate
#lies
#betrayal
#shame
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Hunterapsych
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2020 8:48pm
22nd Mar 2020 8:48pm
Drift alone (revised)
Don't feel like
I'm cut out for the human experience
at times.
Make myself believe
it was a mistake
I should've been destined
for a different dimension,
some secret space
unknown and unoccupied
just to drift alone..
"What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here."
I've let the fear fill and overflow,
it's furious grip
never to let me go..
and so I sense my soul slip slowly
but surely further and further away
day after day
degrading, evading each emotion
drowning in an ocean of...
I'm cut out for the human experience
at times.
Make myself believe
it was a mistake
I should've been destined
for a different dimension,
some secret space
unknown and unoccupied
just to drift alone..
"What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here."
I've let the fear fill and overflow,
it's furious grip
never to let me go..
and so I sense my soul slip slowly
but surely further and further away
day after day
degrading, evading each emotion
drowning in an ocean of...
#hate
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual #SelfReflection
#spiritual #SelfReflection
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DestroyerOfUranus
Des.
Des.
Poem Published
20th Mar 2020 12:47pm
20th Mar 2020 12:47pm
Street Jesus on the Dark side of the moon
Get a load of this,
Loaded hits,
Hits like a bowl of floating grits.
All the money in the world?
Still poor as shit.
Your poetry is the only thing that wets your dick.
It wets her clit.
Ask your wife?
Thong in my mouth,
I'm home tonight.
I see you don't have your chrome tonight.
Should I come back when the chrome is Centered into my dome?
Or you feeling man to fight?
I'm down die.
Bonafide!!!
Sith Lord,
Niggas pray to God for him.
"sick lord"
The smell of money about to make him bricklord. ...
Loaded hits,
Hits like a bowl of floating grits.
All the money in the world?
Still poor as shit.
Your poetry is the only thing that wets your dick.
It wets her clit.
Ask your wife?
Thong in my mouth,
I'm home tonight.
I see you don't have your chrome tonight.
Should I come back when the chrome is Centered into my dome?
Or you feeling man to fight?
I'm down die.
Bonafide!!!
Sith Lord,
Niggas pray to God for him.
"sick lord"
The smell of money about to make him bricklord. ...
#anger
#depression
#hate
#dark
#death
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underspoken
Poem Published
20th Mar 2020 11:00am
20th Mar 2020 11:00am
Devil's work
sucking the life
without a care
Schizophrenia as I hear
you in my head
picking and choose
throughout the good and the bad
killing what's good in me
killing the vibes
killing the Inspiration
blood in my eye's through
going blind though
thoughts of suicide
but never seem to find
putting my heart in this
only way I know how though
without a care
Schizophrenia as I hear
you in my head
picking and choose
throughout the good and the bad
killing what's good in me
killing the vibes
killing the Inspiration
blood in my eye's through
going blind though
thoughts of suicide
but never seem to find
putting my heart in this
only way I know how though
#anger
#hate
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DevilsChild
Poem Published
20th Mar 2020 9:22am
20th Mar 2020 9:22am
My Reasons to Hate Him Are Valid, Your Reasons to Defend Him Are Not
#anger
#hate
#politics
48 reads
Academic
Poem Published
16th Mar 2020 1:44pm
16th Mar 2020 1:44pm
The Eton indoctrinated Queer Nicky Haslam who says Meghan Markle is frightfully common!
By Stanley Collymore
The only truly committed acts and with any real
purpose that this all of his sick, twisted and
loathsomely perverted life and still rather
effusively embarked on by him with
élan in his recurrently pathetic and demented
octogenarian years by inured and serially
compulsive and odious Queer Nicky
Haslam, is the exuberant and keen
ramming of his urgent penis up
the clasped bums of hapless
paedophile preys or other
deviants as himself and
relatedly having the
same done to him!
...
The only truly committed acts and with any real
purpose that this all of his sick, twisted and
loathsomely perverted life and still rather
effusively embarked on by him with
élan in his recurrently pathetic and demented
octogenarian years by inured and serially
compulsive and odious Queer Nicky
Haslam, is the exuberant and keen
ramming of his urgent penis up
the clasped bums of hapless
paedophile preys or other
deviants as himself and
relatedly having the
same done to him!
...
#hate
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Hannah_Binkley
Poem Published
15th Mar 2020 3:56pm
15th Mar 2020 3:56pm
Thank You!
Thank you!
Thank you for showing me
that my friends were right all along
and I invested way too much in you
But thank you!
Thank you for wasting my time
and making me feel like shit
while I still defended you
And thank you!
Thank you for showing me
that people change
and not always for the better
Lastly, thank you!
Thank you for showing me
that I don't need you
or the feelings from when you left me alone.
Thank you for showing me
that my friends were right all along
and I invested way too much in you
But thank you!
Thank you for wasting my time
and making me feel like shit
while I still defended you
And thank you!
Thank you for showing me
that people change
and not always for the better
Lastly, thank you!
Thank you for showing me
that I don't need you
or the feelings from when you left me alone.
#anger
#regret
#hate
#frustration
#disappointment
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Oh_Deer
NanCee
NanCee
Poem Published
15th Mar 2020 1:59pm
15th Mar 2020 1:59pm
Poetry Smoetry
You can take your bollocks poetry
And stick it up your arse
Sometimes you get right on my tits
Your such a fucking farce
You can keep all your fancy smancy
Woo woo perfect poetry shit
I'd rather have a cup of cocoa
And sit on my silicone dick.
And stick it up your arse
Sometimes you get right on my tits
Your such a fucking farce
You can keep all your fancy smancy
Woo woo perfect poetry shit
I'd rather have a cup of cocoa
And sit on my silicone dick.
#love
#hate
52 reads
Quizzy29
Tangis ellis
Tangis ellis
Poem Published
15th Mar 2020 11:17am
15th Mar 2020 11:17am
Lost in eye contact
I wanted you to beat me to death to escape the pain you were inflicting on me.
You were doubtful at first, but thoughts of negativity & hurt I caused you made the decision clear.
Make my loved ones weep in anguish, because of your decision.
Leave no room for the world to question how good I was to you.
Tarnish my legacy by poisoning my son’s mental.
I slept with a shadow who looked so beautiful in the light.
Move your hatred for me & let him see the man who loves him deeper than the world would ever...
You were doubtful at first, but thoughts of negativity & hurt I caused you made the decision clear.
Make my loved ones weep in anguish, because of your decision.
Leave no room for the world to question how good I was to you.
Tarnish my legacy by poisoning my son’s mental.
I slept with a shadow who looked so beautiful in the light.
Move your hatred for me & let him see the man who loves him deeper than the world would ever...
#regret
#hate
#dark #despair
#dark #despair
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Billy_Snagg
Snaggy
Snaggy
Poem Published
15th Mar 2020 2:48am
15th Mar 2020 2:48am
...Not Forgotten
I am still here, fully intact,
Wearing this heart upon my sleeve -
Because I believe.
As a matter of fact I'm learning to breathe.
And far from forgotten,
I continue to rise,
Reaching new heights,
Heights I thought I'd never reach.
So, how are you JACK,
Feeling low?
Hmmm, I thought so!
Never mind, I'd give you some tips
You'd probably throw back in my face!
Well I believe in the human race,
And willing to give people a chance.
Where others might have shut them out,
I'll win them over with kindness and love. ...
Wearing this heart upon my sleeve -
Because I believe.
As a matter of fact I'm learning to breathe.
And far from forgotten,
I continue to rise,
Reaching new heights,
Heights I thought I'd never reach.
So, how are you JACK,
Feeling low?
Hmmm, I thought so!
Never mind, I'd give you some tips
You'd probably throw back in my face!
Well I believe in the human race,
And willing to give people a chance.
Where others might have shut them out,
I'll win them over with kindness and love. ...
#regret
#hate
#strength
#courage
#disappointment
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