Poems About Shame by Top Critiquers
#shame
Move on, leave the scene
She snickered in my face
I told her all the things that I felt and she laughed me right out the door
I can still hear her laughing at me
Even when I'm alone, I can hear her cackling like a witch
I want to get out
Get in my car at night and drive an endless road to somewhere but nowhere
Affection is a disease
Don't succumb to it, it will destroy you!
It's for weak fools
I've moved on
I told her all the things that I felt and she laughed me right out the door
I can still hear her laughing at me
Even when I'm alone, I can hear her cackling like a witch
I want to get out
Get in my car at night and drive an endless road to somewhere but nowhere
Affection is a disease
Don't succumb to it, it will destroy you!
It's for weak fools
I've moved on
#fiction
#rejection
#relationships
#shame
#ShortStory
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Payment's Always Due
Wicked men get off on displaying power
With senseless acts of orchestrated greed
Paying lip-service to those in the trenches
In hopes of spreading their malignant seed
Pure blood lines control valuable resources
Rothschild and Rockefeller to name a few
Influence that reaches to the depths of hell
Sooner or later the payment’s always due
With senseless acts of orchestrated greed
Paying lip-service to those in the trenches
In hopes of spreading their malignant seed
Pure blood lines control valuable resources
Rothschild and Rockefeller to name a few
Influence that reaches to the depths of hell
Sooner or later the payment’s always due
#denial
#hate
#shame
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A Thousand Tiny Deaths
I die a thousand tiny deaths
Each time I hear his voice
Memories of how I waited in anticipation
My heart beating erratically
Beats of sweat rolling between peaks and valleys
My breath in staccato before he opened my door
The sounds our bodies made
As he brought me to unimaginable heights of pleasure
My tear stained pillow when he left
My life on hold as I yearned for his return
The cycle of shame, damnation and denial each time I walked away
Then went back
The jolt I felt
When I saw that my yearning had turned into...
Each time I hear his voice
Memories of how I waited in anticipation
My heart beating erratically
Beats of sweat rolling between peaks and valleys
My breath in staccato before he opened my door
The sounds our bodies made
As he brought me to unimaginable heights of pleasure
My tear stained pillow when he left
My life on hold as I yearned for his return
The cycle of shame, damnation and denial each time I walked away
Then went back
The jolt I felt
When I saw that my yearning had turned into...
#heartbroken
#hope
#lover
#shame
#UnrequitedLove
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my demons named
angry thoughts rise to the surface
I stuff them down
into the darkness
still, they suffocate
as I hold back the gorge
that threatens to come forth
my anger is pain turned inward
it has so many faces
I had to name them
this one is deceit
the lies I tell myself to feel better
it doesn't matter
that your beauty is gone
the fuck it doesn't
this one is guilt
for the bitch I am
a liar, a cheater
scummy little slut
manipulating my situation
hoping no one finds out ...
I stuff them down
into the darkness
still, they suffocate
as I hold back the gorge
that threatens to come forth
my anger is pain turned inward
it has so many faces
I had to name them
this one is deceit
the lies I tell myself to feel better
it doesn't matter
that your beauty is gone
the fuck it doesn't
this one is guilt
for the bitch I am
a liar, a cheater
scummy little slut
manipulating my situation
hoping no one finds out ...
#regret
#dark
#shame #honesty
#shame #honesty
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Everywhere I go
Is this the end of my road?
Everywhere I go
Am left behind while everyone reached their cornerstone
Oh! My God
Let me know something new under this burning sun
Worse than what I've seen before
This stigma I bemoan
I lost it all in respect, love and trust
Empty streets I walked all alone
Bearing in mind I am on my own
My sight blurred nowhere I belong
I started a path the end of which I don't know
Yelling at the top of my lungs
Where am at this scary place I roam?
Shaken and stirred to and fro...
Everywhere I go
Am left behind while everyone reached their cornerstone
Oh! My God
Let me know something new under this burning sun
Worse than what I've seen before
This stigma I bemoan
I lost it all in respect, love and trust
Empty streets I walked all alone
Bearing in mind I am on my own
My sight blurred nowhere I belong
I started a path the end of which I don't know
Yelling at the top of my lungs
Where am at this scary place I roam?
Shaken and stirred to and fro...
#shame
#despair
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MAKITA OR IKEEM
Through the process and stages of our lives and time, ⌚ there will always be one man or woman. THAT will always stands a very different format of a different kind of a WOMAN OR MAN.
🤔 JUST by the way she or he speaks volumes of confidence, and intelligence with knowledge and wisdom, to know thyself. 🪬 For she or he is the kind of person as a woman or a man, who cares about there appearance not to get attention. BUT to be able to be thyself as a woman or a man 💖 For beneath there are lays layers upon layers of there personality, and the deepness of there...
🤔 JUST by the way she or he speaks volumes of confidence, and intelligence with knowledge and wisdom, to know thyself. 🪬 For she or he is the kind of person as a woman or a man, who cares about there appearance not to get attention. BUT to be able to be thyself as a woman or a man 💖 For beneath there are lays layers upon layers of there personality, and the deepness of there...
#anger
#confusion
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#shame
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Where's Daddy?
No lumpenproletariat allowed,
or even old fashioned non-combatants,
to survive the new killing fields plowed
by techno-feudal targeting patents
designed for destruction block by block,
instead of soldiers duel by duel,
until depleting its carpet bomb stock
or the bombers run out of noxious fuel.
Yet still the algorithm looks for him
until the mission is declared complete
when something like a special cryptonym
sends troops to search each mortuary street,
since daddy may have eluded the bomb...
which made kibble out of the...
or even old fashioned non-combatants,
to survive the new killing fields plowed
by techno-feudal targeting patents
designed for destruction block by block,
instead of soldiers duel by duel,
until depleting its carpet bomb stock
or the bombers run out of noxious fuel.
Yet still the algorithm looks for him
until the mission is declared complete
when something like a special cryptonym
sends troops to search each mortuary street,
since daddy may have eluded the bomb...
which made kibble out of the...
#heartbroken
#shame
#despair
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house of cards
it all crashed down with 4 short words
echo reverberating in my ears
shattering every fragile illusion
destroying all hope of a life never had
dreams of an idyllic childhood
left in the past
...gone...
point of no turning back
...
& I couldn't tell you who said them
only remember dropping the phone
going out into darkness
utterly alone
left my baby in her cradle
& simply walked away
goddess forgive me...
...it was necessary
too raw yet to weep
standing beneath a darkened sky ...
echo reverberating in my ears
shattering every fragile illusion
destroying all hope of a life never had
dreams of an idyllic childhood
left in the past
...gone...
point of no turning back
...
& I couldn't tell you who said them
only remember dropping the phone
going out into darkness
utterly alone
left my baby in her cradle
& simply walked away
goddess forgive me...
...it was necessary
too raw yet to weep
standing beneath a darkened sky ...
#choices
#confessional
#healing
#shame
#strength
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Sexual Assault
#sadness
#anger
#shame #despair
#shame #despair
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Wolves in Cheap Clothing
When men claim to be the voice of the Most High
I tend to question authority,
(Remember Waco or Jonestown?)
Wolves in cheap clothing tend try to control the masses,
Yet many from different classes fall for their trickery,
Like sheep following blindly to the slaughter.
Some religions seem to have put a negative spin
On their founder’s teachings,
Making up senseless rules somewhere along the way,
They become corrupt like government officials or politicians,
Brainwashing those not strong enough to think for themselves.
Thou...
I tend to question authority,
(Remember Waco or Jonestown?)
Wolves in cheap clothing tend try to control the masses,
Yet many from different classes fall for their trickery,
Like sheep following blindly to the slaughter.
Some religions seem to have put a negative spin
On their founder’s teachings,
Making up senseless rules somewhere along the way,
They become corrupt like government officials or politicians,
Brainwashing those not strong enough to think for themselves.
Thou...
#shame
#frustration
#greed
#philosophical
#NaPoWriMo2019
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Grotesque Alibi
Scavengers of my soul in the dark, rip-snorting my
analysis as hell's concubines tingle the shingles of
my mind's grotesque alibi. As if narcissistic monsters
speaking in the tongue of twilight's proxy beyond the
crypt, disemboweling the cadence of my peeling
flesh screaming from the esophagus and silencing
the prodigies of the ridiculous and deities beyond
still waters, aphrodisiac. Lusting, for my seductive
quill's seductive maniac, before the fife creeps by my
window snickering. Before the rising tides of the fog
rupture becoming...
analysis as hell's concubines tingle the shingles of
my mind's grotesque alibi. As if narcissistic monsters
speaking in the tongue of twilight's proxy beyond the
crypt, disemboweling the cadence of my peeling
flesh screaming from the esophagus and silencing
the prodigies of the ridiculous and deities beyond
still waters, aphrodisiac. Lusting, for my seductive
quill's seductive maniac, before the fife creeps by my
window snickering. Before the rising tides of the fog
rupture becoming...
#dark
#erotic
#shame
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Boxed in
Boxed in
I'm trying to breathe.
Expressions of self hit the glass
and fall limp with crooked wings
leaving nothing but a smear of hopeless feathers
My soul peeking out of this
mime-created imaginary cube,
I reach out and my fingers crumple
against an invisible wall
A prison - is it of my own making?
What holds me inside?
The easy answer is fear
but there is no prowling tiger out there
no mortal enemy
so fight-flight-freeze makes no rational sense
Yet here I sit, encased in ice. ...
I'm trying to breathe.
Expressions of self hit the glass
and fall limp with crooked wings
leaving nothing but a smear of hopeless feathers
My soul peeking out of this
mime-created imaginary cube,
I reach out and my fingers crumple
against an invisible wall
A prison - is it of my own making?
What holds me inside?
The easy answer is fear
but there is no prowling tiger out there
no mortal enemy
so fight-flight-freeze makes no rational sense
Yet here I sit, encased in ice. ...
#identity
#shame
#memories
#healing
#PersonalGrowth
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