Pure Evil

Pure Evil

A Poem by The High Poet
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This is a little poem about my evil step father.

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An evil man born from a snake
When he yells the room does shake
He was a monster before his fall
Hit his head now his brain is small
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So much anger spews from his lips
Constant waves hitting the ships
Evil, a monster, a demon I see
Lock him up and throw away the key
****
How can a man be so bad?
Is he calm or is his brain mad?
All I did was stand up to him
Taking shots off the chin
****
He has the power to take my freedom away
Telling lies about me almost everyday

© 2010 The High Poet


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intense... no comment!
something did come over me!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow really had me imagining myself in the feelings you were putting int this poem. Good piece.

Posted 14 Years Ago


i like it alot. the part where it says "is he calm or is his brain mad" is my favorite part because to me it shows how someone can be two different people; nice around others but totally different at home. Thanks for sharing

Posted 14 Years Ago


Some people find the line "is he calm, or is his brain mad" This line show how he can be 2 different people. Sometimes calm others mad. Thanks for all the feedback

Posted 14 Years Ago


VERY NICE. GREAT IMAGERY.
i just thought this one line made no sense..! ..
"How can a man be so bad?
Is he calm or is his brain mad?"

where did CALM come from?
it could be something like.. .
How can a man be so bad?
Is he disturbed or is his brain man?

anything.. just put a different word there.. bcs calm just threw me off the flow of this piece..

however, a great write nevertheless with a great idea behind it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow, what a powerful poem. Nice imagery.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Sounds like a really mean person. You did a very good job on getting the pain of having to deal with this man across. Nice job!

Posted 14 Years Ago


This was a wonderful piece and left me with many questions! I thought that the rhyme was strong.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I like this poem alot. It seemed like it could be the exaggerated point of view of
a kid in someways..but disturbing when viewed from the eyes of an adult.
It reads like the lyrics of late 90's era grudge. This would make a fantastic song.
I love it man!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Your closer was a pretty decent one. Your imagery is quite stunning and well put with your word usage.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on April 16, 2010
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The High Poet
The High Poet

Guelph, Guelph, Canada



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Once I ran and hid my face Scared to face my disgrace Always running no way out Now I stand and shout THESE ARE MY RHYMES! When I write it's like I have tapped into some kind of creative ener.. more..

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