#bickering - Hello Poetry

If they don't like, or want to be around you, then let them go, If people appreciate you, they will let you know, no time for discouragement, This I do deplore, You can tell Satan, and his demons that they can hit the door, You need no negativity in your space or Life No headaches, confusion, bickering or strife, People can be so onery, Trying to make you feel low, If you want to have Peace then just LET THEM GO!!! B.R. Date: 8/4/2025

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Aug 5, 2025

Aug 5, 2025 at 3:34 PM UTC

msbellepoetry44

Let them Go

If they don't like, or want to be around you, then let them go, If people appreciate you, they will let you know, no time for discouragement, This I do deplore, You can tell Satan, and his demons that they can hit the door, You need no negativity in your space or Life No headaches, confusion, bickering or strife, People can be so onery, Trying to make you feel low, If you want to have Peace then just LET THEM GO!!! B.R. Date: 8/4/2025

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The absence of a beat, an empty seat dust covered clothes; a fight concerning who's valued most. Who is entitled to this or that? Meanwhile the lawyer stares at his watch. Little Jenny asks for grandpa, the room is a sudden quiet and the temperature drops and the apple on the desk continues to rot.

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Nov 13, 2018

Nov 13, 2018 at 8:22 AM UTC

jj-inda

Stiff Heart

The absence of a beat, an empty seat dust covered clothes; a fight concerning who's valued most. Who is entitled to this or that? Meanwhile the lawyer stares at his watch. Little Jenny asks for grandpa, the room is a sudden quiet and the temperature drops and the apple on the desk continues to rot.

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more sunshine, more smiles, more laughs, more happiness, more kisses, more cuddling, more conversations, more flowers. less snow, less squabbling, less darkness, less pain, less sorrow, less regret, more love. more humanity. ~khushi

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Oct 28, 2018

Oct 28, 2018 at 7:21 AM UTC

khushibatra

more more and less less

more sunshine, more smiles, more laughs, more happiness, more kisses, more cuddling, more conversations, more flowers. less snow, less squabbling, less darkness, less pain, less sorrow, less regret, more love. more humanity. ~khushi

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The bickering sunlight at my door I am feverish, this crazy flare, Like flashlight, poignant flashlight pointing at me, Never been so queasy Disgruntled, displeased. There is more to this More than the glare The bickering sunlight never goes away And it has reached my door. My head is hung down Upside-down for that I guess that turns a frown to a smile I could get used to it. The sun I defeat, He is too tired for today One step back at a time it takes, slow Promises to be even bolder tomorrow. I look at it Maybe he will I smile till then, may be a smirk; A smirk from my upturned frown.

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Jul 4, 2017

Jul 4, 2017 at 11:24 AM UTC

neharika

Bickering Flickering

The bickering sunlight at my door I am feverish, this crazy flare, Like flashlight, poignant flashlight pointing at me, Never been so queasy Disgruntled, displeased. There is more to this More than the glare The bickering sunlight never goes away And it has reached my door. My head is hung down Upside-down for that I guess that turns a frown to a smile I could get used to it. The sun I defeat, He is too tired for today One step back at a time it takes, slow Promises to be even bolder tomorrow. I look at it Maybe he will I smile till then, may be a smirk; A smirk from my upturned frown.

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She Just Always Wore Such Artificial Makeup, Also Just Touching Up Her Previous Pictures, Lightening Her Complexion Even If I Object, So Much I Love Her Original Indian Colour, Lusting After A Fair Colored Skin She Was, And What's My Loss In Her Transiting Youth, Is Just My Bickering According To The Angel.

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Oct 17, 2016

Oct 17, 2016 at 7:26 AM UTC

Atul

Angel Remembered – Getting Over With Her Fake Artificial Attractiveness

She Just Always Wore Such Artificial Makeup, Also Just Touching Up Her Previous Pictures, Lightening Her Complexion Even If I Object, So Much I Love Her Original Indian Colour, Lusting After A Fair Colored Skin She Was, And What's My Loss In Her Transiting Youth, Is Just My Bickering According To The Angel.

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No smoking, It’s bad for business— Unless it’s beef or pork or something of the sort But in my booth, I bicker back and forth with peoples’ busted lips Puffing butts between impolite breaths; ****** Conversation pits brain upon Besieged brain, Neither knowing Quite what to say, and the words just keep on a-comin’ Oh, These fools’ flows flail desperately, And thusly fail to fulfill their purpose Such unintelligible folks spark my plight— Oh, I can read just fine, but I could use some light— I need a cigarette!

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Sep 16, 2016

Sep 16, 2016 at 11:22 PM UTC

derbyinthegreen

No Smoking!

No smoking, It’s bad for business— Unless it’s beef or pork or something of the sort But in my booth, I bicker back and forth with peoples’ busted lips Puffing butts between impolite breaths; ****** Conversation pits brain upon Besieged brain, Neither knowing Quite what to say, and the words just keep on a-comin’ Oh, These fools’ flows flail desperately, And thusly fail to fulfill their purpose Such unintelligible folks spark my plight— Oh, I can read just fine, but I could use some light— I need a cigarette!

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A husband -> a wronged wife "My dear take a chair Your affair is unfair I can't stand A suffocating air This way you and I Could no longer continue A loving pair Soon to my parents I must repair! How come for love of a **** A marital vow You thwart? " This way since You decided me desert For what I did spurred By transient lust Chagrin my soul has hit. As usual in deep slumber When I extend my hand To ascertain whether You have slept sound And stir you up So as we sleep entwined Yet get awake to a tragedy stark That I but draw a blank My heart indeed Incessantly bleed From the loss it incurred Your obeisance and love divested. If you can't find it in your heart My folly to forget Forgive me my dear For without you near My life turns insufferably sour. A wronged wife—>A husband After your body you befouled And proved a down to earth cad, After your spirits perfidy you debased Impudently you demand As before I should you hold An esteemed husband. Indeed this I will not! For rancor laden my heart Bleed incessant It mustn't! Away to my parents I fled For you failed to abscond After what you did. 'Once bitten twice shy' Forgive you how could I? A husband—>A wronged wife Your forgiveness but Nothing depurate The blot In your eyes Down me brought. I hope Forgiveness is the least Your impeccable heart Me could grant. Even the ocean of tears I wept Whitewash me still not My dear there is a second Man goes wild And commits a deed He condemns absurd, My perfidy to nothing but To this folly could be imputed. Man is prone to err So you should consider What matters is his bid Improprieties away to clear. So my dear Give me a chance second To prove, you loving husband. Your forgiveness will be a credit That surely you catapult To ensconce In the apex of my heart. A forgiving personality Is a virtuous quality Besides your heart Me 'love' that taught Which is also on me soft Won't follow a policy Watertight and Once for all me smite A wronged wife—>A husband Raving ans volleying Boisterousness nay, nay! You stultify Must not I. My mind is bedeviled Since you I missed. On your misdemeanor Brood I shall no more To night Come to the cathedral We first met As a jump-start Together out We have to spend the night. The night's Zephyr wet Will wipe away Our disagreement!

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Dec 15, 2015

Dec 15, 2015 at 9:25 AM UTC

alem-hailu-gkristos

Duel Of Hearts

A husband -> a wronged wife "My dear take a chair Your affair is unfair I can't stand A suffocating air This way you and I Could no longer continue A loving pair Soon to my parents I must repair! How come for love of a **** A marital vow You thwart? " This way since You decided me desert For what I did spurred By transient lust Chagrin my soul has hit. As usual in deep slumber When I extend my hand To ascertain whether You have slept sound And stir you up So as we sleep entwined Yet get awake to a tragedy stark That I but draw a blank My heart indeed Incessantly bleed From the loss it incurred Your obeisance and love divested. If you can't find it in your heart My folly to forget Forgive me my dear For without you near My life turns insufferably sour. A wronged wife—>A husband After your body you befouled And proved a down to earth cad, After your spirits perfidy you debased Impudently you demand As before I should you hold An esteemed husband. Indeed this I will not! For rancor laden my heart Bleed incessant It mustn't! Away to my parents I fled For you failed to abscond After what you did. 'Once bitten twice shy' Forgive you how could I? A husband—>A wronged wife Your forgiveness but Nothing depurate The blot In your eyes Down me brought. I hope Forgiveness is the least Your impeccable heart Me could grant. Even the ocean of tears I wept Whitewash me still not My dear there is a second Man goes wild And commits a deed He condemns absurd, My perfidy to nothing but To this folly could be imputed. Man is prone to err So you should consider What matters is his bid Improprieties away to clear. So my dear Give me a chance second To prove, you loving husband. Your forgiveness will be a credit That surely you catapult To ensconce In the apex of my heart. A forgiving personality Is a virtuous quality Besides your heart Me 'love' that taught Which is also on me soft Won't follow a policy Watertight and Once for all me smite A wronged wife—>A husband Raving ans volleying Boisterousness nay, nay! You stultify Must not I. My mind is bedeviled Since you I missed. On your misdemeanor Brood I shall no more To night Come to the cathedral We first met As a jump-start Together out We have to spend the night. The night's Zephyr wet Will wipe away Our disagreement!

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