15 Sunday Apr 2012
Tags
Abuse, Child Abuse, pain, poems, poems about abuse, poems about child abuse, poems about domestic violence, poetry, sad poems
No hidey hole
I try to run,
I try to hide,
there is no hidey hole,
he can’t find,
On tiptoes,
I peek outside,
and wave to my friends,
playing outside,
Shut my eyes tight,
and I’m by their side,
until he yanks my hair,
and brings me back inside.
29 Thursday Mar 2012
Posted in Poems, Poems about Abuse, Poems about Domestic Violence
Tags
Abuse, dark, Domestic Violence, Family Violence, heartache, husbands and wives, pain, Physical abuse, poems, poems about domestic violence, Poems about women, poetry, sad poems, Violence and Abuse
Lost
Far away eyes,
Runaway mind,
Hiding,
From terrors,
undefined,
New friends,
Invisible
to the ordinary eye,
Another home,
Another husband,
Another life,
Worlds friendlier,
safer than reality,
places,
where we can’t be
worlds that hold,
no memories
S.E
‘For you I will’
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There are several ways to lose loved ones to Domestic Violence.
I have written about one friend. This is another.
26 Monday Mar 2012
07 Tuesday Feb 2012
Quivering palm
placed against the door
eyes squeezed tight
she mimics a prayer
heard before
flinching
at the whimpers
behind the door
“Mummy, Mummy,” she sobs
unable to contain
the pain anymore
“See what you’ve done,” he roars
to the body
slumped in blood
on the floor
20 Friday Jan 2012
Posted in Poems, Poems about Abuse, Poems about Domestic Violence
Here I am,
child of ten,
thrashed until,
I can barely stand,
told not,
to cry,
to suck it up,
again and again,
taught to be,
a real man,
beaten,
because she can,
here I am,
an angry,
violent man,
broken,
by my mother’s hand.
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A test post from my mobile. I hope it works.
11 Wednesday Jan 2012
Posted in Poems, Poems about Abuse, Poems about Domestic Violence
HEAR ME
Hear my silent plea,
wave your wand,
break the spell,
slay the specter,
that blooms inside of me,
a creature born,
from a single roar,
nurtured on many more,
fed on,
an eye-popping choke,
a bone cracking punch,
an icy cold knife tip,
on a wet trembling cheek,
gather your sword,
crash through the door,
vanquish the demon,
residing in me,
slithering,
spiraling,
in the depths,
of me,
planting roots,
immobilizing me,
talons prick,
squeeze,
my heart,
I can barely breathe,
possesses me,
walking me back
when I need to flee,
binds my mouth,
when I should scream,
lie,
lie,
smile,
knock on my door,
see the perfection,
look into my eyes,
see this monster,
inside of me,
and save me.
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29 Thursday Dec 2011
Posted in Poems, Poems about Abuse, Poems about Domestic Violence
Tags
Abuse, child, Child Abuse, Family Violence, heartache, poems, poems about child abuse, poetry, sexual abuse, Violence against Children
BEFORE YOU WALK OUT THE DOOR
On quivering legs,
she reaches the door,
frantic to escape,
the man that snores,
she stretches up,
trying so hard,
for those few inches more,
between her legs,
an aching bleeding sore,
she peeks over the windowsill,
to her picture perfect home,
next door,
desperate for that familiar,
engine roar,
yearning for the voice,
that will restore her world,
once more,
until the next time,
her mummy needs to go,
to the store
13 Tuesday Dec 2011
Posted in Poems about Abuse, Poems about Domestic Violence
Tags
Domestic Violence, heartache, lust, passion, poems, Poems about women, poetry, rage, sad poems, Women
She bites down to stop moans escaping
nauseating lips brush down her neck past bruises on her back,
She holds her breath waiting,
repulsive stench of alcohol fills her nostrils saturating her whole being
He caresses her cheeks,
he has slapped repeatedly
Tenderly traces her nose,
he makes bleed frequently
She twitches as he strokes and caresses
over and past fresh bruises left by pounding fists
His pace quickens so does she,
she moves carefully to protect ribs kicked recently
She moves to meet him,
incase he thinks she’s faking this
Moans and groans burst forth finally free,
timed and building to release
Together they soar,
to compliment his masculinity
“Was it as good for you as it was for me,” he whispers ever so tenderly
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I was hesitant on posting this piece. Anyway here goes. Pls Let me know if you get it.
Maiya
