A Ballad Of Rage

A Ballad Of Rage

A Poem by serpent
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Revenge is a b***h! :D

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My emotions for you

 are still alive baby.

the purest of all, vengance

and the strongest of all, hatered.

I want to assasin your happiness baby

and I want to rip you apart while you are still alive

I still love you baby

even when you smile.

ahhh!! I fancy taking pleasure

in fantasies I want to live with you

piercing the rusted razor through your lips,baby

till your tears disappear.

 

I want to burn your eyes, baby

they still speak alot,

they remind me the way you loved me, baby

and how you kept me in dark.

I want to grin while I slowly torment your torso, baby

the heart beneath it is a hollow box

full of lies and fake emotions, baby

its made up of thorns and rocks.

 

Remember the way you ripped my heart, baby

remember, you pushed me to the dark hole?

I wanna pull you inside baby

and I wanna feast on your soul.

You made me the vampire I am, baby

you introduced me to trips

now, I wanna drink your blood, baby

I need a high that's evil

for the acids you had me hooked to is now what I piss.

Your memories make me nostalgic baby

I shall keep them with me,

their loyalty is not merely a night stand

nor do they make me feel sick.

I hate you so passionately baby

and I hate myself for loving you

we both deserve to burn in hell baby

me, more than you.

© 2021 serpent


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powerful and vivid . nicely done . I have to disagree with the review questioning that hate is the negative of love not the opposite .
a negative and a positive cancel each other out leaving nothing .it would be hard to feel so intensely about nothing . yet oddly opposites attract be it magnetism or a love/ hate relationship as examples. this is most nice work expressing the yin/yang nature of it all without pullig punches.
minor glitch in your spell check it is hatred not hatered in the fourth line

Posted 13 Years Ago


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this is fantastic! i love the use of "baby" so frequently. representing this violent love; this hate that is the very essence of love! this take that cliche phrase: "there's a thin line between love and hate" and completely throws that out the window! that love is hate; only out of a love so deep could animosity of equal magnitude occur. i don't want to turn this into a paper, so i'm gonna stop here. great job!

-light-

Posted 13 Years Ago


When a door closes and leave anger and disappointment. We are left with hate and disappointment only. I know the the emotion and feelings of this poem. I like the strong language and the ending. Burning in hell is for the people who are blind to love. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


Great Job! Sometimes, the more you love someone, the better you hate them, but that sort of wery negative. I love your poem, revenge, I love the sound of that! However, I do LOVE Vampires in some stories, so, if its me, and I am the vampire inside, I wont be a hurry of revenge! Ha! I so love the way you let the juices of revenge to spill out, that totally fantastic!

Posted 13 Years Ago


very good job. definitely a creative idea for the bittersweet taste of love.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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- love dressed in camouflage resentment - baby's heart must've sank - as it should -

Posted 13 Years Ago


you do know that hate is not the opposite of love, it is negative love, don't you?

Posted 13 Years Ago


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. this is awesome ... masquerading as an expression of rage ... because this is much more than that ... this is immensely lovingly written ... in my case, my absconding soul mate is the master of dope ... he didn't introduce me to any ... but he sure introduced me to the art of rolling the perfect amsterdam ... a bong ... a chillum ... and raved when he could about acid and coke ... in fact he was in a rave once ... that got busted ... and he landed up in jail for a few days ... the problem is that he is my soul mate ... i cannot even hate him ... and even if i do ... the more he absconds the less i hate him ... the narrator of this poem seems to be hopelessly missing the girl ... perhaps he could step back a bit and things would be clearer ... either ways this is a brilliant poem ... beautifully written ...

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on November 17, 2010
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Delhi, India



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