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Maha Salman Nov 2015
I charm easily with the elegance of my words,
creating a rhythmical movement of lust around your tender heart.
Perhaps I may use the trick of deceit and fill your mind with the endless
thoughts of our love being compared to the effulgence of a dying star,
or I could lace sweet kisses derived from my broken soul upon your unmarked skin.
Maybe then you shall let down your defences for the only thing I can do, in your mind, is write poetry about how much my adoration for you encapsulates the essence of a bleeding rose.
And when you start to dance to the melody of my voice dripped within your love,
**I shall slowly break your heart as you have broken mine.
Janine Jacobs Nov 2015
you are destruction
in your wake lies corpses of chaos
you bellow your fury like a beast
sparing no innocence

demolishing all in your path
enemies that you have conjured
i now understand why
storms are named after women

remember this
as you make deals with the devil
and continue to birth revenge

my world only understands harmony
try your best to break it

rather spend some time
to repair your broken soul
that's barely hanging on its hinges
grim-raven Nov 2015
Man,

I started having him and you
To both I'm loyal and really true
We all did promise to always stay
And I didn't thought you would betray

But then you grinned and ran away
And then I'm stunned, you never say
You did not treasure him enough
That you hit him hard like you're really tough

Just never ever come back now
You *******-lying-cow
You'll never hold him then compel
Or else I'll drag you into the pits of hell
NEVER trust someone.
q Nov 2015
Revenge is sweet
Like the taste of a candy
When you first tasted it

Revenge is bitter
As bitter as medicine or
Maybe bitter than that

They said revenge is best served cold
They also said that revenge is as sweet as sugar
Basically revenge is a sugary ice cream

Well for me
A revenge is like sweet honey
Hostile than bitter gourd
A bittersweet revenge
One that hurts and vigorous
At the same time
Viseract Nov 2015
Drowning in a sea
Of Uncertainty,
Impaled on the rocks
Of Revenge

Burning in a fire
Of Hatred,
Death points his finger,
"This is where you meet your end".
Katie Edmunds Oct 2015
Remember when I broke my arm
you held me and promised
I would come to no harm
You lied

My arm was snapped,
you’d finally hit me too hard
No one believed me
they said my lying had gone too far

Remember when I won my race
the way the crowd cheered
I was on top of the world
But you weren't there

The pub meant more
your head was pounding
I wanted to tell you
but I didn't make a sound

Remember when school phoned
They saw my bruises
you said I was learning to box
That was true

I had become you're punching bag
Never dared to hit back
you would only react
So I just stood there

Can you remember when she left
we were torn apart
I was missing a key part of my life
You weren't

You told me it was my fault
But I knew it was yours
She was too scared to run
You pushed her over the edge

Can you remember when I left
You didn't even say goodbye
instead you let out a sigh of relief
That was the final straw

I’m back now
This time I won’t back down
you have got away with too much
Now it is my turn

A stone through you window
All your bottles smashed
I torched you car
My heart is detached

I’ve got my revenge
It has all come to an end
I hope you’re glad
I will never call you dad
Trevon Haywood Oct 2015
getting revenge is not about hurting themselves.
it's all about the safety and security for the people of Springfield, Massachusetts.
And it's not a thrill either.

Anonymous.
kaylene- mary Oct 2015
And every selfish act of love
you bruised upon my skin will
be the outline of my coffin
They'll wrap my fragility in satin,
anything to soften the fall
They will burry me deep,
with postmortem marks of
your teeth
My organs will be gone,
dying out across your sheets,
waving flags of defeat
My blood will be on your hands
and you won't care to wash it off
You'll leave your handprints
on my thighs
and lick your fingers with pride
You will watch as they lower
me beneath the surface
and smile wide
*There is no greater revenge
than staying alive
ZT Oct 2015
I feed on betrayal
The core of revenge and heartache
Like the serene color of deep green
Tainted with muddy brown just like the lake
Rained down upon
By seemingly harmless drops
Then turns to a knife
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