Poetry Fomentation

[New]

Untold lies from the
guilty side, the side you
love to hate.
Berated, despised
precision incised
— your abhorrence
does dilate.
The garrulous glare
of private war
that drives you to deride,
to crush and conquer
persona non grata
their joy you can’t abide.
To watch them live
to watch them laugh
to witness their extancy
it drives you batty
to see them surviving
despite your acrimony.
You wish you could blink
and cease their existence
they never were or are
nevermore will they
make your future tense
never touched by their potent scar.
But all that’s left is to abominate
and find others who let rancor brew
and maybe then you’ll find more to contemn
until that’s all that’s left of you.

 

[nuttynutskin]

I like it, captured my attention. Which is hard to do at times. :D

 

[RareForm]

A sharp spear and flaming sword of a biting retort. It's good to see you, New.

 

[New]

A sharp spear and flaming sword of a biting retort. It's good to see you, New.

I do feign life on occasion.