Hate Poems

Indeed indeed, I cannot tell,
Though I ponder on it well,
Which were easier to state,
All my love or all my hate.
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I once was asked concerning love versus hate
Why does it seem that hate is so great?
While hate is a very strong emotion too
Nothing can equal love that is true
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Alas! this is not what I thought life was.
I knew that there were crimes and evil men,
Misery and hate; nor did I hope to pass
Untouched by suffering, through the rugged glen.
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Don't ask me what is friend?
What is love? Where it lies in?
Well definition, most of us confused
With the sweet of love juice
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Those lips that Love's own hand did make
Breathed forth the sound that said "I hate"
To me that languished for her sake;
But when she saw my woeful state,
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I do not like my state of mind;
I'm bitter, querulous, unkind.
I hate my legs, I hate my hands,
I do not yearn for lovelier lands.
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I will not toy with it nor bend an inch.
Deep in the secret chambers of my heart
I muse my life-long hate, and without flinch
I bear it nobly as I live my part.
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For shame, deny that thou bear'st love to any
Who for thy self art so unprovident.
Grant, if thou wilt, thou art beloved of many,
But that thou none lov'st is most evident;
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Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate,
Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving,
O, but with mine, compare thou thine own state,
And thou shalt find it merits not reproving,
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If a good man were ever housed in Hell
By needful error of the qualities,
Perhaps to prove the rule or shame the devil,
Or speak the truth only a stranger sees,
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I went to a house and walked up to the gate
A man came outside and his name was called Hate
He asked me a question would you like to come in?
I then thought for a moment hate is no kin
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"I hate my verses, every line, every word.
Oh pale and brittle pencils ever to try
One grass-blade's curve, or the throat of one bird
That clings to twig, ruffled against white sky.
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Hard seeds of hate I planted
That should by now be grown,—
Rough stalks, and from thick stamens
A poisonous pollen blown,
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I will not love one minute more, I swear!
No, not a minute! Not a sigh or tear
Thou gett'st from me, or one kind look again,
Though thou shouldst court me to 't, and wouldst begin.
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I hate how I loved you
I hate how I felt
I hate everything you said
That made my heart melt
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Take heed of loving me,
At least remember, I forbade it thee;
Not that I shall repair my unthrifty waste
Of breath and blood, upon thy sighs, and tears,
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They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.
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Hate is only one of many responses
true, hurt and hate go hand in hand
but why be afraid of hate, it is only there
think of filth, is it really awesome
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I hate that you changed.
I hate that you’re the same.
I hate that you left.
I hate how you’ve stayed.
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Hate is vile
Hate doesn't smile
Hate is rough and tough
And sips bad stuff.
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I do not hate you because you are transgender or gay
I do not hate you in any way,
And I do not hate you because you are a liar or a cheater
Or because you have denied Christ as once did Peter.
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"If you hate the poor,
do not ask The Divine One for wealth.
If you hate the despised,
do not ask The Divine One for honor.
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I hate you
I hate the fact that you keep coming back over and over never giving me the chance to ever get over you. I hate that your sweet lies still bring a certain happiness to my heart. I hate that i can't wait for us to meet again no matter how much time has passed. I hate that you're not honest and insist on keeping up the lies.

I hate me
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Hate kills
Hate steals
Hate discriminates
Hate humiliates
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Taunting pain in my veins.
I can't hate. 
It will affect my heart rate.
It will mess with my mental state. 
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I just realized how the end of June has snuck up ….on me!
It's time again for a "showcase", which to YOU I give out free! !
So from my desk inkwell I pull out my Big Red Goose Quill …..
to compose a poem; I try to entertain you all.I hope this will.
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I hate it when you wound my heart like a piercing dart
I hate it even more when you tear me apart

I hate it when you don’t speak a word
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