Revenge Poems
#revenge
Revenge poems, poetry about hurting someone, to get back at them for causing us suffering. Revenge poems about spite and anger towards those who have hurt us, and poetry about seeking our own justice, by doing them harm.
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2020 3:25am
2nd Jun 2020 3:25am
Nadia/Ragan’s Twisted Liaison
#politics
#revenge
#passion
139 reads
8 Comments
valkyriekerry
Poem Published
1st Jun 2020 8:27pm
1st Jun 2020 8:27pm
His Broken Heart
His Broken Heart
Old Harlon, civil war’s lost soldier,
Recruited for another army and fell in love.
Old confederate, mystical ways,
Found on a virginial field, in death’s callous grasp.
His great prowess noted from afar,
Revered by Immortalis, antediluvian.
Ancient cult of immortals seeking,
And finding mortals on the cusp, willing to bargain.
Blood drinking cannibals, eternal,
Protection sought in exchange for immortality’s curse.
Lilith, exile of Eden, mother,
Matriarch of the Immortalis, queen...
Old Harlon, civil war’s lost soldier,
Recruited for another army and fell in love.
Old confederate, mystical ways,
Found on a virginial field, in death’s callous grasp.
His great prowess noted from afar,
Revered by Immortalis, antediluvian.
Ancient cult of immortals seeking,
And finding mortals on the cusp, willing to bargain.
Blood drinking cannibals, eternal,
Protection sought in exchange for immortality’s curse.
Lilith, exile of Eden, mother,
Matriarch of the Immortalis, queen...
#sadness
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#lies
#revenge
66 reads
1 Comment
Jonnybravo
Poem Published
1st Jun 2020 6:11am
1st Jun 2020 6:11am
Calamity Jane
I swear everyday it’s a brand new Calamity
Coke and Daniels
Just a tease on the brain to ease your pain of insanity
And if I were to say Jane
You’re the first one that I’d blame
Yes you, for all those empty bottles of Jack and Samuels
The only things of value
When the house went up in flames
You’re such a fool Calamity
Lame your claim, I can’t get far enough away
A dangerous dame with lips made of profanity
There is no safe space
But in my heart I understand your drunken rage
Your lack of gravity
That false belief...
Coke and Daniels
Just a tease on the brain to ease your pain of insanity
And if I were to say Jane
You’re the first one that I’d blame
Yes you, for all those empty bottles of Jack and Samuels
The only things of value
When the house went up in flames
You’re such a fool Calamity
Lame your claim, I can’t get far enough away
A dangerous dame with lips made of profanity
There is no safe space
But in my heart I understand your drunken rage
Your lack of gravity
That false belief...
#love
#kindness
#hate
#revenge
#morality
72 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
29th May 2020 11:28am
29th May 2020 11:28am
Curiosity Killed The Cat
Nadia?”
“Yes, do I know you?”
Ragan peered closer. Shit. He was the same man who she encountered in Las Vegas.
What the fuck was he doing here, and in New Orleans she thought?
“I think you’ve made a mistake.”
Ragan stepped out the line and ran toward the exit door.
Sterling turned and ran after her. He grabbed her around her upper arm.
Ragan stopped, but did not turn around.
“I thought you were arrested and sitting in a jail cell, and what’s with the wig?”
“If you do not let my arm go. I will scream.” ...
“Yes, do I know you?”
Ragan peered closer. Shit. He was the same man who she encountered in Las Vegas.
What the fuck was he doing here, and in New Orleans she thought?
“I think you’ve made a mistake.”
Ragan stepped out the line and ran toward the exit door.
Sterling turned and ran after her. He grabbed her around her upper arm.
Ragan stopped, but did not turn around.
“I thought you were arrested and sitting in a jail cell, and what’s with the wig?”
“If you do not let my arm go. I will scream.” ...
#nostalgia
#revenge
#passion
126 reads
2 Comments
Underdweller
Socket
Socket
Poem Published
26th May 2020 3:06pm
26th May 2020 3:06pm
Arising
The stranger’s standing in the wasteland,
like a dream, he looks, but doesn’t see,
only feels and hears drops of rain.
But eyesight is slowly clearing up for him to see:
on the moist soil, that will soon dry again,
there are tens and hundreds digging trails.
And this stranger realizes, these are others like him,
buried alive, cast away, voiceless and alone.
Who of them have awoken, there, hidden from the sun?
Who of them will understand what has happened to them?
Who of them are still alive?
Why?
What kind of...
like a dream, he looks, but doesn’t see,
only feels and hears drops of rain.
But eyesight is slowly clearing up for him to see:
on the moist soil, that will soon dry again,
there are tens and hundreds digging trails.
And this stranger realizes, these are others like him,
buried alive, cast away, voiceless and alone.
Who of them have awoken, there, hidden from the sun?
Who of them will understand what has happened to them?
Who of them are still alive?
Why?
What kind of...
#anger
#hate
#revenge
63 reads
0 Comments
ReggiePoet
Reggie
Reggie
Poem Published
24th May 2020 3:08pm
24th May 2020 3:08pm
Fettered
#BDSM
#revenge
151 reads
3 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
23rd May 2020 2:11am
23rd May 2020 2:11am
Ragan's Bloody Rain
#murder
#politics
#revenge #passion
#revenge #passion
132 reads
8 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
20th May 2020 2:30am
20th May 2020 2:30am
A Scorpion’s Sting
#lust
#politics
#revenge #passion
#revenge #passion
136 reads
4 Comments
David_Macleod
Poem Published
19th May 2020 7:16pm
19th May 2020 7:16pm
Preparation O.13
i.
Lying in darkness or the light
There's no real or perceivable difference
Lying is lying - try some honesty
ii.
Communities can be very dark places
Even one where writers/poets reside
Why live/remain in a dark
iii.
Fortune favours only a brave warrior
Especially when dealing out the deaths
Only to those who create injustice
iv.
Serve it cold, serve it hot
With Vengeance, it makes no matter
Righteous, moral correction is sometimes necessary
v.
Sometimes it is necessary to retire ...
Lying in darkness or the light
There's no real or perceivable difference
Lying is lying - try some honesty
ii.
Communities can be very dark places
Even one where writers/poets reside
Why live/remain in a dark
iii.
Fortune favours only a brave warrior
Especially when dealing out the deaths
Only to those who create injustice
iv.
Serve it cold, serve it hot
With Vengeance, it makes no matter
Righteous, moral correction is sometimes necessary
v.
Sometimes it is necessary to retire ...
#anger
#hate
#frustration
#revenge
#rebellion
109 reads
1 Comment
Jermainesplain
Poem Published
19th May 2020 00:14am
19th May 2020 00:14am
LIES
Lies
I been lied to
Everything I thought was real
Just a pack of fuckin’ lies
In the age of computers and virtual reality,
How do we even know what’s the truth?
Maybe I’m a space slug posing as a black poet
Or an overweight Swedish actress
How would you even know?
Did mom even die??
Is fried shrimp even a platter worth cumming in??
The truth has been tied up
Bent over a table
Prodded by a gaggle of dicks
All cumming at the same time
Streams crossing
In the asshole of truth
They didn’t...
I been lied to
Everything I thought was real
Just a pack of fuckin’ lies
In the age of computers and virtual reality,
How do we even know what’s the truth?
Maybe I’m a space slug posing as a black poet
Or an overweight Swedish actress
How would you even know?
Did mom even die??
Is fried shrimp even a platter worth cumming in??
The truth has been tied up
Bent over a table
Prodded by a gaggle of dicks
All cumming at the same time
Streams crossing
In the asshole of truth
They didn’t...
#revenge
#SelfDiscovery
93 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
17th May 2020 5:56am
17th May 2020 5:56am
Just Some Shit That Needs To Be Said
Oh, you won’t to give the world a peak of my pedigree
You will never bring this melanin Queen down to her kness
You think you got the game on lock
I floss with bitches like you, and then you pay me quite well to make my cherry pop
If I’m not satisfied, your mouth feeling the diss of my glock
Walking around here with your chest all stuck the fuck out
I peeped your game, and it lacks that clout
Don’t get the game twisted, like you the shit
I was the one who read your musing before you think you became legit
Inscribing to me like you did me a...
You will never bring this melanin Queen down to her kness
You think you got the game on lock
I floss with bitches like you, and then you pay me quite well to make my cherry pop
If I’m not satisfied, your mouth feeling the diss of my glock
Walking around here with your chest all stuck the fuck out
I peeped your game, and it lacks that clout
Don’t get the game twisted, like you the shit
I was the one who read your musing before you think you became legit
Inscribing to me like you did me a...
#secrets
#lies
#betrayal
#revenge
#deception
140 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
16th May 2020 9:04pm
16th May 2020 9:04pm
Ragan’s Twisted Revenge
#lust
#dark
#erotic
#death
#revenge
148 reads
5 Comments
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