Abuse Poems
THE CRESTFALLEN NYMPH?
by Shabeeb Ul Hassan
Underneath the quilt, crestfallen she lies
Tears like pearls from her eyne
down her face like a rivulet flow
With aphonic words she beshrews the lewd chimera
who, with rage invaded her!
Down the isle of memories of yore
She sees herself, a child holding her father's hand
None deared to come nigh her
not a tear escaped her lambent orbs
Ah! The hugs and kisses of her father
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After the Epic (WIP)
by Eabha MacDhughaill
my Son saved my life,
but I’m not sure it was worth saving.
I endured what others say is Unimaginable…
what would kill men
stronger and faster and smarter…
I survived alone
He came, that Light within me, and I escaped… Saving his life was saving my own
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A Gift of Scars
by Aishat Yahkub
I wish you could see
All the scars you gifted me
When memories of you haunt my dreams,
ominous suffocating shadows
I trace them with the jagged cliffs of my
ripped fingers
Another tribute to you
These constellation of scars,
make a winding map
To the nick you etched on my soul
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Broken But Brave
by Guru Gayatri
Unspilled tears hidden behind her hollow shouts,
When noxious scars highlight secrets of years
Absolutely carved unfulfilled dreams
From Silent screams to broken mirrors,
Reveal cruel actions that grace her skin,
Chaotic smile that start to disappear
Unveiling the battle, yet to win
Purring desires that no one ever hear.
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The Way You Slandered Me
by Disha Shree
I was a test drive, or worse still a joy ride?
I thought it was love, and I was so blind,
Blind love messed up my life,
And finally, you left me to strive?
Now the love's like acid in my veins,
Waiting for the chance to give back pain,
The knife's twisting farther into my flesh,
And the hatred builds up like never before.
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Little Jimmy
by Owen Cullimore
Little Jimmy is six years old
And spends his life doing what he’s told
Despite this, he has no life
Just abused, a life full of strife
All he wants is a little love to come his way
But for what he gets, he has to pay
His mother beats him with a stick
Thrashes him until he is sick
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Hand me down love
by Daniel Ryan Cotler
Love always came, but never in my size.
Too big to hold, slipping through my fingers,
or too small, choking me in its seams.
I wore it anyway
patched-up apologies, sleeves too short to keep me warm,
frayed edges where promises unraveled.
I shopped for love in secondhand stores,
digging through racks of discarded affection,
trying on whispers that no longer fit their owners,
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Everything I thought I was
by Daniel Ryan Cotler
I watched myself in the reflection of ashes,
a silhouette of everything I thought I was.
The person I used to be
naive, trusting, eager to give
smiled back,
a ghost of a life I no longer recognize.
I thought I was unbreakable,
but their words were hammers,
their silences were chisels,
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All the things
by Daniel Ryan Cotler
I miss all the things.
the before things.
the untouched things.
the innocent things
that had no reason to fear the dark.
i miss the way i used to wake up
not scanning for danger
before my feet even hit the floor.
i miss how silence
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Hostage
by Blossom Brewer
Hostage
There is something in my body that is tainted,
A drop of poison in my vestal blood.
I can feel him taking over,
His calloused fingers slipping into my mouth,
Crawling over every inch of my unclothed skin.
On my thighs and chest I can feel him groping,
Eyes gawking at my feminine mystique.
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