Bullying Poems
The Ugly Peacock
by Leo Warne
Once lit vibrantly in the day
now my colors fall away.
Freezing wind tears at my skin,
embarrassed in front of all the hens.
Circling eyes of green and blue,
I'm left alone without a hue.
Never to be truly free,
hiding away, inside of a tree,
hoping they will never find
......
To Jim
by Lee-Ann Azzopardi
In the past forty years,
You have haunted me
Yr voice echoes thru my dreams
And the vision of yr ugly face
Keep my tears streaming on my pillow
I hope yr life is miserable
For you destoryed mine
And kept me in fear all this time
One day, you will longer be living
I'll be smiling because you can't injure my psyche
......
unyielding eyes
by Rikske Kessner
They come with sharpened pens,
dipped in the ink of insistence,
ready to carve lines into meaning,
to trim excess, to break form
where form should stand unbroken.
Poetry, they say, must kneel
before its rightful masters—
those who dictate rhythm,
who weigh metaphors against tradition,
......
I was smote by words
by Amy Michelle Mosier
I was smote by words
As a soldier with bullets
‘Til I harnessed their power
And they slight retreated lest
I would fire back
Then they came for my freedom
But they did not prevail;
No rights were forsaken
Because time outran evil
......
The Scarlet Letter
by Christine Kuruvilla
The light will fade, the dark will swell,
And when it's over, no one will hear the knell—
No cries from the child who tried to hide,
Drowning in shame, buried inside.
No whispers of pain through silent halls,
No tears that stained those crumbling walls.
No screams behind that locked-up door,
Just blood that pooled on the bathroom floor.
......
unyielding eyes
by Rikske Kessner
They come with sharpened pens,
dipped in the ink of insistence,
ready to carve lines into meaning,
to trim excess, to break form
where form should stand unbroken.
Poetry, they say, must kneel
before its rightful masters—
those who dictate rhythm,
who weigh metaphors against tradition,
......
I was smote by words
by Amy Michelle Mosier
I was smote by words
As a soldier with bullets
‘Til I harnessed their power
And they slight retreated lest
I would fire back
Then they came for my freedom
But they did not prevail;
No rights were forsaken
Because time outran evil
......
Echoing Silence
by Zee K
The same smiling girl,
At night has eyes filled with tears ;
She would have nightmares,
Which were sufficed with her fears ;
No one heard her silent plead,
To help her when she was in need ;
As she falls deep into the dark hole,
With no light left in her soul ;
No one saw the little girl,
......
Pretty Little Wishes
by Zee K
Have you ever noticed her cracked lips
Bruises on her arms
Stress lines and eye bags
Or those tear-filled eyes at night
With those hollow eyes and cheeks
That forced smile remained still
She was born a fighter
But she learned to 'survive'
......
Then Laughed
by Lee-Ann Azzopardi
When you said "I hate you
And you are not much of a poet
I thought "Funny you're not much of
A person"
Then laughed
