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Irina BBota Jun 2018
A tear and a smile
Are taking their dark revenge
In heart’s secret storm.
Ruined my life
Made it a hell
It wasn't my fault i can finally tell

******* for making me make my decisions
Based off of your stupid own ****** religions
Why would i care about going to heaven when i've survived hell through your dreams and your passions

What i'm about to do i'll make sure involves you (as always)
What i will do will be all about you (as always)
Let this not be about me and my weakness
But a megaphone broadcasting inhumanness

Here's one last vow
Before i end it all
YOU ******* ****
I'LL MAKE SURE YOU TAKE YOUR FALL
If i **** myself i won't act like i was okay or that i loved you despite everything, i wont pretend to be ******* beautiful or whatever, i ******* hate you, i hope i ruin your life, i'll die in rage that i'll make sure lives past my death.
JonahAlonso Jun 2018
may these words ignite shame in your throat
so you can feel the red hot,
of rage and disillusionment

may these words,
welt your skin,
like apathetic whipping
and bruise your pride
with uncontrollable whimpers

may these words flay and pierce your skin,
like unforgiving shrapnel,
staining your lovely supple skin,
with the most beautiful crimson dye

and feel the loss,
of faith,
of purpose,
of love

may these words set fire to your soul
and feel the agony I know so well,
because lord knows,
you never had mercy on me
Hell is something you carry with you
Sajal Ahmed Jun 2018
Make me one day
All the insults
I will return the whole!
Kick on my stomach
Not Holding your hands
Make me small
Quarrel with me
Hold down the tie
And every slap
How did you give me
Just double it
Will explain everything!
You're in the woods
There will be defendants
That day I got shake
I am godly;
You will only be looking at
There will be no power and no power.
Remember it
I am yours Blessing
You will feel- I am cursing!
Because of you before
Sin will give you sickness.
You are the tree of Belittled
I'm hot summer summer
One day it will dry up
Summer keen heated!
I know one day
You come back
But I'm so
Think of it,
You do not know anymore!
I looked at the other side
Cigarette Puffed
I'm Saying,
"I have got little Busy;
Come on another day aunty! '
Sajal Ahmed Jun 2018
One day my time will come
I'll be a lot bigger!
A lot of your imagination is out!
You will not be able to tolerate mu one more weight than your pride;
Oh my dear you will be mixed with the weight of my words.
I will not even take my hand to the receiver 3 times by looking at your phone.
I will not even open your message.
Do not let me sit beside you
I will not love to embrace!
You will cry and I will look.
You want tissue to remove the tears of your Eyes,
I will not let you touch my expensive tissue.
BW Jun 2018
You touched the dark side of my moon
And you set it on fire.
You were born into the dark side
But who doesn't crave for the light?
One fleeing glimpse. Your eyes met mine.
Our hearts tumbled and then lost.

You loved me mad, and they say I was out of
my mind.A Lady and A Peaky Blinder.
Decadent, romantic, roses meet guns
My pretty face was the glamorous facade,
Standing behind me was you with uncleaned blood

You said I was a lady. Your lady.
High society's darling sweetheart.
They have never seen the devil
Until an angel tears off her mask.
0.3 calibre, Louboutins in check, rouge
on my lips, warm crimson filling my pond.

La Reina. The Queen. They whisper
little birds travel far on the backstreets
Just you see.
In love and revenge
I am always more barbaric than men.
This is a poem inspired by the famous novel La Reina Del Sur, or "Queen of the South" in which Teresa, an ordinary Mexican chica and the beau of a drug-dealer flees for her life, only to become the biggest drug cartel leader between mexico and the USA.
Sajal Ahmed Jun 2018
One..
When everyone gets sorrow, everyone does not know to cry,
Some of the heart breaks like a glass piece!
But do not water the eyes!
The only God who knows how to mourn, how deep is the sorrow!
I'm in the body,
So little bodice
So insulted
So much boring
So disrespectful
How do I end up with my self-esteem. I am "Boss wow"!
But yes, yours
All the illusions
Heart breaks no more
Eyes are heavy!
Humiliation, ignorance
And bothersome
Being stored in the bag.
Eyes repeatedly pointing out
Say, how much more
Neglect, how much more
Left?

.. Two..
InshaAllah
I'll return one day
All humiliated humiliation!
You just keep on looking,
As i am
To you
I looked.
All on the face
Say "no"
Do not hold hands
Do not sit beside
Give me repeated holes
Think of me stupid
Every slap
By each
Me in diffusion
Destroy!

I will take all the money by throwing my face
Inshaallah one day
I will return the whole!
No one in your mouth
Do not talk
Because the canals cut itself
You brought crocodile!
You may also have trouble thinking that
"I can be so bad!"

.. Three..
Inshallah
If you're dead,
In your corpse
Do not kick!
My expensive shoes
Misers is absolutely
Do not tolerate!
Stay away from touching
I'm your body
Be far away
I do not see!
You have to be insulted in the coffin.
I will pretend to be
No more than you
Do not i know
In no time
We are known
I did not.
I will hate it!
The rest of the past
You will remember;
One group in the grave
Will not throw it
Do you know
Where I am
Do not drop.
Get the opportunity
Your impotent coffin
Fire will burn!

.. Four..
Inshallah
You die
One day after a decade
The grape will grow in the grave,
Your grave
No one is cared about,
Erase almost
The high stone of the grave.
Only on the silence signboard
Your vague
Name white
Painted.
You me
Will come to see you
come I am to you, I Will not see
Maybe thinking
Your grave
I came to Ziarat......
You will breathe comfortably
Maybe I think about me
Your penalties in Doa (Pray)
Negatives can be minor.
I smile mystery laughing,
Your grave soil
Seeing breaks.
I will stand by the grave
Pretend to be jealous,
Slowly open the zipper
Walking around the grave,
I will **** on the grave. And
I'll give it to you
Hanker.

..Five..
You will see
But nothing is happening
Power to say
No you
Your words in the world
Nobody listens
No longer
Even yours
The grave angels do not!
Remember, me
Ignore said
Your peace in the grave
Do not be there!
Ha ha ha!
Danielle Jun 2018
How sick and foolish—
Just a drop—
And I now taste despair.
Feel it crawling inside:
Dark and poisonous
Like your humanity.
But oh! How I shall fight!
To be freed of your mess
And shackles.
Until I can laugh at your face
For all the pain,
You forced me to swallow
Old poem, old pain reworked into something new.
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