You Agrite The Lady Poem by Dashaun Rashod Snipes Mister

1

You agitate the lady,
With every word and deed,
You stir up her emotions,
And make her heart bleed,
You agitate the lady,
With your callous tone,
You trample on her feelings,
And leave her all alone,
You agitate the lady,
With your thoughtless ways,
You never seem to notice,
The hurt in her gaze,
You agitate the lady,
With your selfish desires,
You take and take and take,
And ignite her inner fires,
You agitate the lady,
With your lack of care,
You make her feel invisible,
And it's more than she can bear,
You agitate the lady,
With your constant lies,
You manipulate and deceive,
And she can see through your disguise,
You agitate the lady,
With your dismissive ways,
You brush off her concerns,
And leave her in a daze,
You agitate the lady,
With your arrogant stance,
You believe you hold all power,
But she sees through your false pretence,
Oh, how you agitate the lady,
With every breath you take,
She is aching and frustrated,
And her heart continues to break,
But still she stands before you,
With strength and grace,
She refuses to be broken,
By your selfish ways,
For she knows that one day,
You'll see the error of your deeds,
And you'll regret agitating her,
And making her heart bleed,
So go on, keep agitating,
The lady you can't see,
But know that one day,
Her spirit will be free.




2

You agrite the lady,
Partially agitated, her aura shady.
Her patience dwindles, her temper rises,
Her eyes flashing with angry surprises.
You agrite the lady,
With your words so sharp and blade-y.
You push and push, with no mercy,
Till she's ready to lash out in fury.
Her heart races, her fists clenched tight,
As you continue to provoke and ignite.
You agrite the lady, with your careless ways,
Disregarding her feelings with a blasé gaze.
You agrite the lady,
As she struggles to find a way to be steady.
But you keep pushing, with no remorse,
And her anger builds, a raging force.
The tension thickens, in the air,
As you agrite the lady, without a care.
Her voice trembles, her words sharp as knives,
As she fights back, trying to survive.
But you continue on, with your wicked ways,
Unaffected by her heated craze.
You agrite the lady, without a second thought,
As she battles against you, feeling distraught.
She tries to reason, tries to plead,
But you agrite the lady, with every deed.
Her pleas fall on deaf ears,
As you continue to stoke her fears.
With every passing moment,
The lady's patience grows more potent.
Her anger simmers, ready to boil,
As you agrite her, with your actions so vile.
But then comes a moment of clarity,
As you see the effects of your savagery.
The lady, broken and bruised,
By the words and actions, that you have used.
You agrite the lady,
And finally, you see it clearly.
The damage you've caused, with your careless ways,
As you gaze upon her, with a sorrowful gaze.
You agrite the lady,
And now it's time to make it right.
To ease her pain, to soothe her soul,
To mend the wounds, and make her whole.
With every word, you apologize,
And the lady's anger slowly dies.
You agrite her, but now you see,
The error of your ways, so clearly.
As she forgives you, with a heavy heart,
You realize the hurt, that you did impart.
And with each repetition of her forgiveness,
You vow to never agrite her, no matter the stress.
For in her eyes, you see the truth,
That you agrite the lady, but she still chose you.
And you realize, with a heavy sigh,
That you never want to see her agitated again, with tears in her eye.
So from this day on, you promise to be kind,
To never agrite the lady, and always have her in mind.
For she is your love, your heart, your soul,
And you'll do anything to make her whole.
You agrite the lady,
But now you've learned your lesson.
To always be gentle, and treat her with care,
For she's your everything, your reason to bear.
So never forget, the lesson you've learned,
For the lady's trust must be carefully earned.
For you agrite the lady, but she still chose you,
And that's a love that's pure and true.



3

You agrite the lady, with your words so sharp
You cut her soul, you pierce her heart
Tiny pieces falling apart
You agrite the lady, tearing her apart
With every breath she takes, she feels the pain
Your words like daggers, driving her insane
She tries to fight, but you're too strong
The lady is trapped, she can't go on
You agrite the lady, with your angry tone
Crushing her spirit, leaving her alone
She used to be fierce, she used to be bold
But you agrite the lady, now she's just cold
She looks in the mirror, and all she can see
Is the reflection of what you've done to be
Her once bright eyes, now dull and sad
You agrite the lady, and it makes you glad
You agrite the lady, without a care
You don't see her tears, you're unaware
She's just a toy, for you to play
You agrite the lady, every single day
Her confidence shattered, her spirit weak
You agrite the lady, making her feel meek
She tries to break free, but you hold her tight
You agrite the lady, with all your might
She wants to scream, she wants to shout
You agrite the lady, without a doubt
Her voice is silenced, her soul is bound
You agrite the lady, and she can't make a sound
Every time she thinks, she's finally free
You agrite the lady, once again she can't flee
Your words are like chains, they keep her locked
You agrite the lady, and you're not going to stop
But the lady is stronger, than you can see
She will break free, she will find her key
She'll rise from the ashes, like a phoenix reborn
You agrite the lady, but she'll no longer mourn
She'll spread her wings, and fly so high
You agrite the lady, but she'll touch the sky
She'll leave you behind, with your words of hate
You agrite the lady, but it's now too late
For she has found her worth, she's no longer your prey
You agrite the lady, but she's now here to stay
You'll try to bring her down, but she won't falter
You agrite the lady, but she's a fighter
So go ahead and keep trying, to agrite the lady
But she's done being your victim, she's no longer crazy
She walks with her head held high, she's not afraid
You agrite the lady, but she's no longer enslaved
You agrite the lady, but she's breaking free
You agrite the lady, but she'll no longer be
Your punching bag, your source of amusement
You agrite the lady, but she's no longer a victim
She's a survivor, a warrior, a queen
You agrite the lady, but she'll no longer lean
On your words, your opinions, your hate
You agrite the lady, but she'll no longer take
So go ahead and agrite the lady, it's all you know
But she is stronger now, and she'll continue to grow
She'll no longer be controlled, by your twisted mind
You agrite the lady, but you'll be left behind.

Authorship by: Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
©️ Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
®️ You Agrite The Lady