Hate Poems

hate blows a bubble of despair into
hugeness world system universe and bang
-fear buries a tomorrow under woe
and up comes yesterday most green and young

pleasure and pain are merely surfaces
(one itself showing,itself hiding one)
life's only and true value neither is
love makes the little thickness of the coin

comes here a man would have from madame death
nevertheless now and without winter spring
she'll spin that spirit her own fingers with
and give him nothing (if he should not sing)

how much more than enough for both of us
darling. And if i sing you are my voice


I had a bitter enemy,
His heart to hate he gave,
And when I died he swore that he
Would dance upon my grave;
That he would leap and laugh because
A livid corpse was I,
And that's the reason why I was
In no great haste to die.

And then - such is the quirk of fate,
One day with joy I read,
Despite his vitalizing hate
My enemy was dead.
Maybe the poison in his heart
Had helped to haste his doom
He was not spared till I depart
To spit upon my tomb.

The other day I chanced to go
To where he lies alone.
'Tis easy to forgive a foe
When he is dead and gone. . . .
Poor devil! Now his day is done,
(Though bright it was and brave,)
Yet I am happy there is none
To dance upon my grave.
 


My enemy came nigh,
And I
Stared fiercely in his face.
My lips went writhing back in a grimace,
And stern I watched him with a narrow eye.
Then, as I turned away, my enemy,
That bitter heart and savage, said to me
Some day, when this is past,
When all the arrows that we have are cast,
We may ask one another why we hate,
And fail to find a story to relate.
It may seem then to us a mystery
That we should hate each other.

Thus said he,
And did not turn away,
Waiting to hear what I might have to say,
But I fled quickly, fearing had I stayed
I might have kissed him as I would a maid.


I had no time to Hate --
Because
The Grave would hinder Me --
And Life was not so
Ample I
Could finish -- Enmity --

Nor had I time to Love --
But since
Some Industry must be --
The little Toil of Love --
I thought
Be large enough for Me --






I hate you

Like boulders crashing down mountains
Rapids storming down their rivine edges
Fire burning everything we’ve ever known
Hurricanes destroying our lives

You, have caused all these in my world
You are the boulder crashing down
You are the Rapids chewing at my edges
You are the hurricane raging in my head
You are the fire setting my heart to flames


I hate everything about you
I hate the way you walk
I hate the way you talk
I hate the way you raise your hand
I hate the way to sit in band
I hate the way you hang out
I hate the way you shout
I hate the way you see
I hate the way you never notice me
I hate the way you say hi
I hate the way you say bye
I hate the way you walk through the hall
I hate the way you're so tall
I hate the way you think
I hate the way you never wear pink
I hate the way you wear yellow
I hate the way you're so mellow
I hate the way you smile
I hate how it makes me happy for quite a while
I hate the way you sing a song
I hate the way I want to join along
I hate the way to dated her
I hate the way you tell me a cat says purr
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the sparkles in your eyes only I can see
and most of all
I hate how much you'll never give me a chance
and love me for me
but the real reason is
I hate how much I love you


i hate the way you smile
i hate the way you make me smile
i hate the way you make me feel
i hate the way you sound when your sleepy.
i hate the way you used to tickle my back
i hate the way you used to call me baby
i hate the sparkle in you eyes
i hate the tenderness in your touch
i hate the way you could cheer me up.
i hate all those memories we made together
i hate every song we ever sang to eachother
i hate how hard headed you are
i hate the movie step up
i hate the song, 'a moment like this'
i hate how i cant hate the one i truely loved
i hate how i loved you
i hate you in baseball season
i hate how i used to call you
i hate that bitch your with
i hate how hurtful you are
but the thing i hate most of all
i hate that i cant hate you.


Friends are people like me and you used to be.
YOU CHANGED majorly.
You covered your face with make-up
trying to look fake
it didnt work just made you look ugly
you changed your hair to make you look “prettier”
You changed to fit in to be popular
when you were my friend you didnt have to change
but you didnt want to be my friend anymore
you wanted to be someone else
So you ignored me, you were rude to me,
you insulted me.
You think once you start talking to me again it will all be over!
You think wrong you will
Never Never Never Never Never Be My Friend Again!!!