poem – Stephanie 's Corner

Poetry is important because it allows individuals to express complex emotions creatively, connect with others through shared experiences, enhance language awareness by playing with words and imagery, ignite imagination, and deepen understanding of culture and history through its unique use of language and form.
I have been writing it for YEARS! Even won the Editor’s Award for writing poetry.
Here are 3 of my top poems that I would like to share- they describe feelings that I felt a while back and as someone told me, they are powerful. But then again, Words are powerful.

YOU MUST LOVE ME

I’m sorry that I’m an inconvenience to your so perfect unhappy life.

I should have thought twice before I let you in to play.

You might as well have raped me like a beast,

For I let you feast on me for free.

My innocence is gone.

I have nothing to believe.

Now instead you want me dead!

But honey, I’m already dead!

When you drained all of my happiness from me!

My stamina for life has stuttered, unwillingly.

Maybe this means that you must love me.

Should I celebrate in the joy,

That I was once your favorite toy?

Should I just forget about making amends?

And just return to the corner of your mind until you wish to play with me again?

You’re so pathetic, you ungrateful piece of crap!

Tell me, don’t you remember all the times when I had your back?

You think it’ll be so easy to pack up all the memories,

But you have no respect or concern for me and it shows.

You love the fact that you’ve made me miserable.

Because only you can become a hero and rescue me from destructing.

Go ahead, you might as well try to resuscitate my limp body,

And breathe new life into me.

Maybe this means that you must love me.

Should I rejoice, in your choice?

To break me down even more to the ground that I am?

Well my friend,

Here I go again;

Maybe my mind’s playing tricks.

I hope that is it.

Or maybe this means that you must love me.

DO WHAT I GOTTA DO

Its a shame that you don’t even have an open mind.

You see the love I found, you see that I’m happy,

But you still want to take me down.

I know what I want, I know what I need.

I’ll do what I gotta do. I’ll be me and you be you.

You see that he loves me and can’t understand why.

I’m not a waif or a princess and I ain’t mighty high.

I am just the girl who lives next door. And that makes you even more boiling with envy.

You think that you can get the last laugh,

And torture me with your mighty words.

You think you are about to put me in my place,

But you hide behind others and can’t even show your face.

You hatin’ hard tryin’ to get attention,

Honey, I can see right through you,

There’s no way to copy this girl, I’m an original.

Your jealousies

Give it up, save your breath,

You thought I would wave my flag,

You underestimated me.

I know what I want and I know what I need.

I’ll do what I gotta do.

I’ll be me and you be you.

I may be bent, but I ain’t broken.

Trust me, my final words have yet to be spoken.

You’re about to see me in your dreams tonight.

It will give you quite the fright.

It may make you lose your mind.

Trust me, karma ain’t gonna be kind.

You messed with the wrong girl,

Now I’m about to give your world quite a twirl.

I’m strong and I’m a fighter,

And all you are a one good stinkin’ liar.

I know what I want and I know what I need.

I’ll do what I gotta do.

I’ll be me and you be you.

Skin

I do my best with soap and water.

I even scrub under my nails.

But it does no good when you are in my system.

You are a germ that just won’t go away.

You are in every inch of my skin.

Okay, you win!

So I have no choice,

There’s no reason to fight.

So I guess it’s destiny saying,

You should be part of my life.

But first,

I think you should remove the knife,

You carelessly placed in my side.

But all you care about is your pride.

You know that I can’t fight the feelings I have for you,

But yet, you won’t do anything about it.

Except all you do is keep me hanging on,

Wondering when you will take that first step.

Honey, I understand that you have a rep,

But please, quit acting so boyish.

Be a man, become my man,

Tonight.

You are in every inch of my skin,

For that you may think that you already win.

But I have ideas that creep inside my head.

Actually, this germ I have will one day spread,

Into your body, mind and soul.

It will haunt you.

It will taunt you.

And after it does everything to you the same as it has done to me,

You’ll see,

No soap or water will be ever able to get rid of me.

He’s waiting for his hoe to text

On the second line

It’s Ramsey‘s best-

Or is it Rappaport‘s best-

Move ever –

he helps hides the boys who are cheating keeping them undercover.

So many athletes have 2nd phones

And hide their indiscretions from their wives

Who are as basic as the lies they tell.

Imagine these guys wanting something extra?

They’re men’s men – maybe that’s why they’re afraid and have homophobia.

All you ever see

are them being with the boys-

To them all the girls are just some kind of toy .

That they like to use, manipulate And spit about.

Because all they care about is having clout .

God forbid they have a woman

with class.

No, they just want a woman who they can use and ultimately kick her ass

Then blame her for all the abuse that they feed her day in and day out.

They feel that women are property-

There’s no need for a written policy.

Of how to act., speak and be.

The way the NHL gaslights them

Many of them foolishly believe they care

Look, Mcdavid cheated,

When they never would dare

Change the culture that is within.

They’re all okay with living with sin.

Ha! They can never forget about me-

I’m the one that lives rent free –

In their body, soul and mind .

Once I’m ingested

There’s no turning back

I may even be able to give you a heart attack.

You may start noticing your breath.

Heavy breathing is normal after physical exertion,

but it can also be a sign of a fever,

Or an infection.

So then you try to throw introjection, but what you really find is that it’s a misdirection.

you can never put me deliberately off track,

You think you’re so clever like you’re such a hack,

When you know, I’m like that mole that always grows back-

And I grow stronger and stronger, with every tear that I cry,

You must face reality.

The immortality of this culture is coming to an end.

Thanks for sharing!

Thanks for sharing!