Betrayal Poems
When I Can’t See The Sun
by Nathaniel Phillips
Find my fight with my voice
Abducted mind, do I have a choice
Breathing in with scabs on my lungs
Irritated heart, sweet tooth rot, everything’s stung
Like blood stain track marks of crimson residue
Killing myself in the silent echo of the ways I hurt you
Lost in broken reflections when pain is my default setting
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Tasso's tiny needles
by Dimitris Boskainos
They say the waves at the shore, where foam meets the sand,
That once upon a time, no foam there did stand.
Until an old blind woman, knitting night and day,
Her sorrows and her joys of life in thread would lay,
Showed them to the sea, and the sea, in envy’s gleam,
Took up those crafts and donned them as foam’s white seam.
Upon the wet sand lay a ragged patchwork old,
Just enough for Tasso’s to sit, cross-legged and bold,
Knitting with her needles, tirelessly she toiled,
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BrOken
by Stewart Watkins
Played with, mishandled, juggled, fumbled then
dropped
Once whole but now broken, this precious glass
Shattered and liberally on the ground it lays
A motley of pieces large, small, and in between
all scattered
......
Long ago
by O. D.
Remember that time?
We drove hanging out the window,
With minds wrapped the way the wind folds.
We got lost on our trip,
But life skewed to fit.
Do you remember that time,
When I cried and you cried?
We watched planet earth and the sunrise,
And until then,
I’d never seen the sun outshined.
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Lost for loss
by J’kuan Liverpool
I torture myself with these thoughts ,
Trying to make sense of me crumbling ,
A strong enough breeze could turn me to dust ,
But the wind is stalling it’s just dark and cold ,
I’m surrounded by a cage of broken glass ,
Picking up pieces of myself cut me little by little,
I’ve be played with broken & left for garbage ,
Once treasured with care , affection and love ,
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Tasso's tiny needles
by Dimitris Boskainos
They say the waves at the shore, where foam meets the sand,
That once upon a time, no foam there did stand.
Until an old blind woman, knitting night and day,
Her sorrows and her joys of life in thread would lay,
Showed them to the sea, and the sea, in envy’s gleam,
Took up those crafts and donned them as foam’s white seam.
Upon the wet sand lay a ragged patchwork old,
Just enough for Tasso’s to sit, cross-legged and bold,
Knitting with her needles, tirelessly she toiled,
......
When I Can’t See The Sun
by Nathaniel Phillips
Find my fight with my voice
Abducted mind, do I have a choice
Breathing in with scabs on my lungs
Irritated heart, sweet tooth rot, everything’s stung
Like blood stain track marks of crimson residue
Killing myself in the silent echo of the ways I hurt you
Lost in broken reflections when pain is my default setting
......
Sodom and Snakes
by Christine Kuruvilla
Vicious lies,
Faded by time,
Exist like green, scaled reptiles—
Slithering through camouflaged crime.
Etched in smoked veins,
Daggered through pink fold,
Leaving blemishes and stains,
And a soul wagered and sold.
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the loser
by Mackenzie Bilz
My eyes whirl as I try to wrap my head around it
My brains scramble as they attempt to understand it
Nothing makes sense anymore, it’s no use to try
All I can do now is stand here and cry
Everyone’s left me and left no reason why
Confusion envelops me as the end runs nigh
I’m left here in sorrow, in isolation so cold
Apology does nothing, so it is here I fold.
BrOken
by Stewart Watkins
Played with, mishandled, juggled, fumbled then
dropped
Once whole but now broken, this precious glass
Shattered and liberally on the ground it lays
A motley of pieces large, small, and in between
all scattered
......
