So mean and spiteful
are you.
Never at a loss
on how to upset me.
Everyday
must be full of drama.
Not above hurting
others to get what
you want.
Shouting your nasty
words.
Standing there
threatening to do harm,
if your demands
are not met.
The pleasure you
get when
inflicting pain.
Not willing
to let
others have a stress free life.
Your wicked in the ways
you find to torment.
A shove into
a table,
a thump across the arm.
Kicking,digging nails in
and twisting the flesh
till it bleeds
or
turns a horrible colour.
A typical bully!
Not giving in,
making life difficult.
| Well written, some times it takes a spectil kind of person to stand up and tell everyone, it time to stop by qintarra 04/07/12 (19:31) (report this comment) | |
| i'd maybe call the poem 'a north easterly' as 'the bully' gives the game away before we read it, important theme in this poem by middle eye vision 03/07/12 (18:14) (report this comment) | |
| Thanks.
I wanted to do this poem as bullying happens everywhere, and some just brush it off as if it's normal to behave in such a manner. by dearestdaffodil 03/07/12 (18:09) (report this comment) | |
| I suffered at the hands of bullies since i was in school, even in jobs. Its not nice and by what you've written i'd say you've also suffered. you've captured everything, well done Bloody good poem xxxx by kaz31 03/07/12 (17:53) (report this comment) |
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