Everything I do,
I do without thinking.
Blinded by the rage that you caused.
Making rash decisions,
Guided by the thought
Of anything that could cause you pain.
I have so much hatered for you it's unbelievable.
I have never hated anyone as much as I hate you.

All you do is lie.

You have hurt so many others.
It's time for someone to hurt you.

Misogyny,
The hatered, objectification, and sexualization of women

His hands were too big for my eight year old body
My stomach turned in ways I could only describe as "icky"
I screamed until I could no longer feel any breath left in my lungs
"Stop it! Please! I don't like this game. Daddy stop!"
Time slows
Seeming like an eternity
Every touch was like a sparkler
Burning while tracing the path his fingers left on my body
When he was finally done
I gathered my thoughts and prayed to God to save me
When I went to the bathroom to clean up
I saw his handwriting on the mirror
Scrawled across it was a verse saying Hell was my only destiny
My body is not a bag of bones for you to play with and the burry
Poisonous words foam from your mouth like rabid dogs You pick pieces of my pride from your teeth
You think it’s okay to mess with women
To make them feel vulnerable
Just because you have a Napoleon Bonaparte complex That does not give you the right to steal our self-esteem To make up for the lack of your own
You say “Well maybe YOU shouldn’t have worn those slutty heals,
Or that dress,
Or your hair that way.”
You say “Maybe YOU should have done something
to avoid being a target.”
You say “Stop being so disrespectful.
I just wanted to see your ****.”
You have a real flair for excuses
So excuse me when I tell you
You will regret messing with a woman like me
You see, I keep my heart strapped to my steel-toed combat boots
And an army of mistreated women of speed-dial
We will hold you captive and make our war paint from your blood
As ransom notes fall from your mouth
With the words “I’m sorry” scrawled across them I hate to break it to you
But those words won’t sew up the open wounds you left us with
When you came in to *** in and steal our innocence
The thing you don’t seem to realize is
You might have taken our innocence
But that’s not what we are made of
We consume strength for breakfast,
Courage for lunch,
Wisdom for dinner,
And guys like you for a midnight snack.
We’re not just warriors
Were survivors
What you do to us doesn't define us
Were not broken
Were beautiful
And the more I think about it
You’re just dogs chained to a tree
While I’m the person
Who’s going to put your treachery to sleep.

There is two sides of love
One joy other pain.

Sometimes there is always someone for you , at other no one.
Sometimes you feel emotionally content, at other empty.
Sometimes you are being taken care of, at other totally ignored.

There is two sides of love
One joy other pain.

Affection and Hatered.
Togetherness and separation.
Care and ignorance.
Smiles and tears.

There is two sides of love
One joy other pain.
One is beautiful other is ugly.

Even though you made feel like i was invisible for no clear reason ,
Ohh dear , I forgive you but I couldn't Forget that tough season ...

That's why I kept my smile when I saw you ..
No hatered would be kept in my heart , I assure you ...

my eyes are not windows to my soul
they are a mirror of yours
not because I want you to love me for someone im not
but because I dont trust you,
or anyone,
to see through.

To see through the tangled web of lies, fear, lonelyness
self hatered and pitty
I don’t want, anybody to see through that.
For somebody to love me after all of that,
well, they must be just as,
well as aweful as me.

I love you because I can see all of you.
I love you because you are scared.
I love you because you know just what to say even when I don’t want to hear it.

I haven’t let you see in yet, but im working on it.
every day I think about losing you,
because Im too afraid to let you love me
so every time we talk,
i tell you a pice of my story.

My eyes are not vindows to my soul
they are a mirror of his, of hers of thiers
Slowly, my mirror is reflecting back on me
showing me that im not as aweful as I feel.

Im also not as great as you say.

But im getting htere

Every time you call me georgous
everytime you remember my favorite song
or word
or color
you remember everything ive ever told you,
even the lies.

Now, you’ve seen it all.
You’ve seen me at my darkest moments,
youve seen me at my lowes points.
You still love me.

My eyes are not a mirror of your soul anymore.
they are windows into mine.

: Don't pelt on me ,
The stone of your ignorance ,
it hurts me and hurts me alot.
Me and my silence still gazing.
I am already broken into pieces.
Your enthusiasm suddenly change into hatred.
now from where I will bring
those dareness to face these kind of pebbles. I have tried to save myself
to Turn my face around but i couldn't bare to do it.
Did you ever felt it
how i am getting hurt...of your pelting .
..blood of tears countinuously
come out from the eyes.
I am tired to wipe it so many time but I am failed.
Your pelting makes so many invisible wounds that no one can see
till then you cant felt it like me.
your passing through besides me
I do stand every day with my seeking eyes when will you walk from here and look here
to make me comfort with your beautiful eyes, but it was only a expectation
which always turn into Ignorance. ... somewhere you have broken me ,
abandoned me..where ever you live my dear , whether it is close or far away from my me you are always in my eyes.
I am those who are facing your hatered.
O my today's stranger. .
.go away wherever you want to go.
Live wherever you want to live..
i have loved you and it is part of the fact of our together journey.
You have broken me into pieces
with your pelting.
.but I want No one ignore you.
. No one hurt you
due to pelting as you did
With me. ....MGO

Oh, God, please hear our pleas.

We are living in crucial, turmulous times.

Times filled with lust.

Times filled with greed.

Times, filled with vanity.

Times filled with depravity.

Times filled with poverty.

Times filled with corruption.

Times filled with division.

Times filled with hatered.

Times filled with crime.

Times filled with fatherless children.

Times filled with wars.

Times filled with the "Me" generation.

We can make a difference if we begin to pray.

Let us  pray for our elders.

Let us  pray for the weak,

Let us pray for the innocence of our children.

Let us pray for the sick.

Let us pray for the end to inequality.

Let us  pray for peace.

Let us pray for kindness.

Let us pray for comfort.

Let us pray for empathy.

Let us pray for generosity.

Let us pray for love.

Oh, God,  hear the pleas for all the humans of this world.

Comfort, those that suffer, those in pain, those that hunger.

Fill their souls with kindness.

Dry their tears.

May the sun shine brightly and engulf their spirits's with a special glow, that only you, oh, Lord can provide.

Let's make a difference.

Let's  make a plea for the humans of this world.

Remember, we are God' s children, intrinsically connected by threads of love,

So, let us make a plea for the humans of this world!

By

Mayra Castillo

As a baby I was not wanted
To this day my mind's still haunted
How could you let me go
You should have been strong enough to say no
I want to know my real father
But you don't know so why should I bother
You tell me your sober and doing great
But my entire life my heart's been filled with hate
As a baby you were supposed to show me love
But you were never around when push came to shove
My brother and sisters hardly ever ate
Because you never put food on our plate
The things you did messed up my mind
I feel like I am always behind
You made me live my life with anger and rage
My whole life my heart's been locked in a cage
I can't be free and open
My whole life my heart's been broken
There are to many words left unspoken
But we will never truly talk because those wounds can't fully reopen
You may be my birth mother
But I was raised by another
I want to scream and cry out
But those emotions I have lived without
I want to tell you how I feel
The things I've heard can't be real
You should hear what people say
If it's true you need to pray
Your going to go straight to hell
Because you did not live your life well
I no longer want to be under your spell
And have my heart and mind locked in a cell
There's nothing more that I'd like to do
Then tell you I forgive you and have it be true
I know you live not far from me
But to see you I don't know what my reaction will be
One day we may meet you'll have to wait and see
Til that time I will continue trying to be the best me
I know these words will make you sad
That makes me feel really glad
I could go on for a while
Till these pages stack up in a pile
But I feel better now then at the start
I feel a little less hatered in my heart

I’ll flood your mind of impurities
and corrupt your tiny soul
I’ll take control over your body
and inflict pain without a touch
I speak words that taste of *****
I’ll reconcile your fate
because my hatered is never-ending
and Death is knocking at your gates

I dont wanna cry dont wanna loose u,
i love ur each sentence u,
tell about me,
so never let me free,
from ur love,
cuz it's my peace and all above,
is upto u that how u'll treat me,
but i'll luv u till my last breathe,
u made d best lines possibles 2 take it out from my lips,
i just wanna hug u kep closer 2 me and dont wanna kiss,
i'll never let u go cuz my herat is stolen by ur name,
plss love me by heart nvr play the game,
and lie me and make me a fool,
cuz i love u more then any 1 else in world and univerese's pool.
Of luv and hatered,
we knw that 1 we'll become dead,
but till m alive d best person
was u,is u and will b u
and i always saying d same that i love u....:*
@ akash mazumdar

Their are many thing that I don't know.
I'm not so nieve as to not acknowledge this.
But it would apear as if the wold has forgotten what it's like to be in love.
How sad to think of all that they will sadly miss.

Parents scorn and scold for holding hands, and punish more for even a kiss.
Forgotten are the days of pasion and lust that bring about the only blis.

Jelous friends look upon with disgust and hatered.
their envy glowing green.
When others have what all want most
it's easy to be mean.

I won't let my friends and family tear us apart
and ruin the happiness we have earned.
All i can do is love you with all I have
and hope that my love is equally returned.

Oh, God, please hear our pleas.

We are living in crucial, turmulous times.

Times filled with lust.

Times filled with greed.

Times, filled with vanity.

Times filled with depravity.

Times filled with poverty.

Times filled with corruption.

Times filled with division.

Times filled with hatered.

Times filled with crime.

Times filled with fatherless children.

Times filled with wars.

Times filled with the "Me" generation.

We can make a difference if we begin to pray.

Let us  pray for our elders.

Let us  pray for the weak,

Let us pray for the innocence of our children.

Let us pray for the sick.

Let us pray for the end to inequality.

Let us  pray for peace.

Let's us pray for kindness.

Let us pray for comfort.

Let us pray for empathy.

Let us pray for generosity.

Let us pray for love.

Oh, God,  hear the pleas for all the humans of this world.

Comfort, those that suffer, those in pain, those that hunger.

Fill their souls with kindness,

Dry their tears.

May the sun shine brightly and engulf their spirits's with a special glow, that only you, oh, Lord can provide.

Let's make a difference, let's  make a plea for the humans of this world.

Remember, we are God' s children, intrinsically connected by threads of love,

So, let us make a plea for the humans of this world!

By

Mayra Castillo














We pray for

The sea never looked as it does now.
Raging and destructive while the Clouds try to protect whats above.

The Sea never called men
Told them all was well
While behind the calm waves
Raged hunger.

The waves never rose in the air
and collied with other waves
in pure spite, desgrading the laws Nature put in place.

They never swallowed men
Drowing them with its hatered
Leaving them to sink to darkness
where they could find cold harsh solitude.

Never has any of this occured
until now.

Our Realtionship became like the game of truth or dare.
Unaware that the questionnaire would make an emotional wear and tear.
Aurguements Reached despair.
That was the end of our enchanting love affair.
My mouth became a ***** chair
Because you turned into a grizzly bear.
What happened to us Dear?
Because The I can taste the hatered in the air
Everytime that you and I are near
I sense the tension in the atmosphere
Its like you can suspect my fear.
No Warning sign! So Just Beware.
Love doesnt live Here.
Nor does it dwell there.
I became your toxin
And so you became boxed and locked in
Confused and had no other option.
And You, You were my deadly venom
You were like a strong Wind with Serious Momentum.
Our feelings we resent 'em.
We became each others addiction.
Triggering Afflection
Feeling Constriction.
Generating Friction
Mentally and Emotionally we have both given an eviction.
for each other we dont even seem to care.
At first it was so sincere.
But now this burdern I can no longer bare.
Now our hearts are well aware
That Love Doesnt live here
Nor does it dwell there.

There's a war between you and I.
I have fallen into the bloodshed, we once called love.
There's no remorse for our never-ending failures.
On the battlefield , we go in and fight for the misunderstanding.
For the liberty of hatered in our hearts.
We let go of our fears with every **** we make.
This is for the victories we try to aim for.

As I stare into your eyes.
I see the holy Grail.
Into darkness the sunlight dies.
I know my heart is weak and frail.

My heart says it will never work.
My mind says it will offer mercy.
I see your quite and clear smirk.
As I already know I am unworthy.

My heart hurts and longs for you.
Now that you know how I feel.
I can see the hatered on you too.
For I found how to heal, and deal.

No need to surrender.
My heart is unhurt.
You can have the constent indever.
Because you stepped me into the dirt.

I feel crowded in this huge group of strangers
yet I feel alone as though you've been gone for ages
I'm lost, yet surrounded in pieces, yet bounded
bounded by the love we have shared which has been countless
I do not know what to do when your not here
I try not to think about it as its hard to bear
It's hard to explain what I'm feeling
as i don't think theres a meaning
a meaning to this emotion which I am subjected to
but whats weird is that this feeling is not new
they're staring at me as if a speach is due
I want you here, I need you here
I see a glimpse of your flawless face setting my nerves free
you approach me with eyes of anger, hatered and despise
pushing every one of those strangers aside
suddenly a grip on my arm slowing my blood
drags me through the crowd going thru the door and thud
**I never meant this to happen

My world is such a wonderful place of peace.
Where harmony is air.
I stink of respect of self.
My world embraced the empowerment of love that always prevails.
But, it never fails, I see hate accumulating an opportunity to break my peaceful world into pieces.

Truth is the law of my land.
I'm my own government of conquering hate with the inforcers of love.
I shall maintain positive powers that keeps my wonderful world turning.
Call yourself bringing all the hatered you got. Going against this mafia of love, trust me, you will not stand a chance.

I used to stare at the moon
In wonder.

The size of a pencil eraser
And bigger than my head,
All at once.

It was magical.

Now I stare at the moon
With hatered.

Another day wasted,
Another 24 hours spent,
Another miserable night.

My possibilities are limited,
Weigheted down by finance
Shrunk by stress.

I am smaller than a pencil eraser
To the big, gigantic, moon.

Weaving words into crazy poems
I'm crafting a world of my own.
A world of wonders and mysteries.

A world where your hatered
Doesn't weaken me,
And nor does your love
Strengthen me.

A world where
I am who I am.

A world where promises count
And not just proofs.

Where it rains in winter
And freezes in summer.
A world where the fuel is imagination
And everything runs on it.

A world where eyes are truer
And dreams are real.
A world where hunger is the craving for joy
And thirst is all metaphoric.

A world away from this one.
A world of purity and poetry.



❤

Everybody sees what they want
but never really what's on the inside
People don't know what they want
They all just want to be on the inside

But I am here to say
That this game we play
must end today
We are better than that


Everybody talks as if they know
Say the love but they never show
Tell each other that it's fine
But shun the one's who are kind

But I am here to say
That we should stop playing this game
If we want to be brave
We must end it today

We must end it today
Take a chance
and not play
with each other's mind and hearts
for that's how the hatered starts

We must end it today
This game that we all play
We must end it today
This game
The game
we all
play

Brought into the world
Innocent and pure
The mistake of a girl
Not a woman
The bitter resentment
The hurtful words and actions
Made me who I am
Broken and unloved
Never as good as the planned ones
Hoping this is all a nightmare
The pain is too much to bare
No matter how much good he's done
In your eyes he'll never be one of the other ones
No love anymore
Viceseral hatered
I'm on the floor
Someone help before I eternally go........

A beautiful love,
Young and fresh,
Granted to take your breath away.
So new to the world and to this first true love,
But it's taken a toil on both of us.
Your mind runs crazy with violence and fear.
She goes mad inside as she fights off tears.
The love you shared is slowly fading,
As all that love turns to hatered.
Neither talk to others outside their "love",
Or conversat with their own true blood.

You want to hurt her but you won't let it show,
She wants to leave but won't let you go.
Your mind as driven you both crazy and it's because she left for a night,
And came back with black and blues on her thighs.

Suicides the only answer,
Unless we can erase our memories,
And with that said I'll shed a tear as my heart gives way,
And your fears take your mind away.

When I was born my parents smiled,
Welcoming me into the world full of fiends.

In my tender age I developed many aspirations,
To be a doctor, lawyer, artist or a writer by profession.

But in that age I dint realize,
I was a girl and I wasn't allowed to fantasize.
These were just dreams which were meant to be broken,
Similar to the ones which break when you are woken.

As I started growing up the world seemed more brutal,
Objectifying me as a showpiece which is futile.

The men around resembled more like beasts,
Seeing whom the hatered has only increased.
As I walked through the road their eyes scanned me from tip to toe,
Penetrating through my body and tearing my soul.

My temperament could only be described by length of my clothes,
Characterizing me either as cultured or a *****.
If I am loud I am more vulnurable to men,
And if I am soft I am dumb or restrained.

My weight my height my color is a matter of worry,
Coz who would like a fat short dark girl to marry?

There's a problem in all my moves.
So why should I bother and be a fool?

So Now that I don't give a ****!
All the gentlemen out there kindly keep your thoughts mum and mouth shut!

Every night, I walk down to the lips of the my town
Quiet as the stark knife edge, simple as dust
I will get lost, once, tens, a thousand times
Counting meters and turns to the forbidden home
I will waste days and days to glimpse the blackness
Peep by the fence, disappear behind, watch the door
Touch the sweet blue dryness inhabiting the windows
I can stroll a hundred hours, all alone in detatchment
You do not know. You are never awake to see.
Every night, I pray. Everyday, I look for God's fair face
In wild men, in sullen men. In the keen red eyes of hatered
In my own beloved misery. God is in the ashes,
God leaves footprints in the graveyards
Watches the playgrounds from afar. God is in tyrant boredom
When trees shuffle, and all else leave

God is not here. Like a cannon ball, I toss the lowly soul around
I wash her face by the storm, I pull her along into malls
Lights take her astray, music suffocates her
In the night, every night, I am a shady wanderer
Wandering as a worm, looking for sweet
And no one no one no one is here

She searched for answers
When all she could hear
Was questions

Questions that move around
Questions that kept her awake
All night she sat

To find answers
That never exsisted
All she could find was

More questions to ask
Herself and others
But again she was not answered

Doubts accumlated
Trusy broke
Hatered grew

But the little girl lived on
Only to find more questions
Which are still not answered

From 17 to 27
She jumped to find
Emptiness and nothing else

Expectations not met
No comfort
No love

Emptiness grew
To be a big hole
That consumed her whole

Not knowing
Not acknowledging
The little girl lived on and on

They fought
I don't know for what
Its been years
I saw them love
Hatered was all I saw

I  never knew
How to stop
I dont know it still
Its too late now
To do what I never did

They gave me
Right to choose
But did not let me know
What to choose
And from where to choose

I don't feel
True is their love
Compromise is life
For them, I think
But I don't know the truth

Tell me not
To return
Something I never got
Love is not what I want
Some care would do

When I was asked
What values I learned
At home, I stood still
Without an answer
To yell back

Is it my fault
I never thought
It could be
Richness seems needless before
Families with peace

Can I ever
Regain the unity
We once upon a time had
In what  I call
My home

Nostalgic I feel
When I turn back
To see the  days when
We never had
Internet in our house

Those were the days
I loved , what a peace
What a love we had
But now all we have is
Horrible silence

Behind the screen. If I were to write.
You barely read my hand writing.
For I think faster than I can write.
Or type.

Behind this screen you'd see the joy.
The saddness.
And the pain.
You'd see everything that makes me.
Sane.

You'd see the pages I have filled with.
Love.
Anger.
Hatered.
Dreams and doubt.
You'd see me, inside out.

But with a doubt you'd see.
The lust for love in me.
A deepness that no one can fill.
A black hole to the bitter end.
You'd see.

For beyond this screen I have dreamed.
Of a life with love and no agony.
With a woman who would set me free.
You'd see all the truth in me.
For I do not wear a bow or crown.
I do not bow for the serpent now.
I have never wore a mask to be a clown.
I have always just shoved my feelings down..