Circles and Circles go around~

Where the abusiveness can be found around!

It starts small this mistreatment~

The giver does not know yet the cruelty~

Ill treatment goes at first sporadically~

Maltreatment sneaks up secretly~

Neglect takes over in ignoring forms~

Exploitation is ultimate towards the end as lovers feel scorned.

Misuse of kindness lurks in all~

Manipulation starts to affect all involved.

Insults fly and catch off guard~

Verbal abuse comes into play~

Swearing and tantrums scare the good away.

Name-calling is the pits to hear~

Foul language sucks up the proper cheer~

Invectiveness make the sweet souls cry~

Over and over again there are no more dry eyes.

Yes the angels become aware~

Treated badly has surfaced there.

Ill-treatment increases like in a race~

Mistreatment still hides its ugly eyes within the cake.

Maltreatment goes unnoticed~

Molestation not necessarily about~

Yet being violent towards could be questionable~

While red flags now fly half mass~

Considerate souls still accommodate as unkind acts are thrown fast!

Batterment has not shown its case~

Still waiting to reveal its hurtful face.

Harmful all things are~

Injured sweet spirits do become~

While the peeps that can protect~

Are not allowed to help the victum.

Insults start flying from all directions~

Swearing comes now from frustration~

Still the shouts of abuse do reign~

Hurls, insults and more calling of names!

First the use of compliments~

Than a jester to placate~

But the temperament always emerges again~

As more foul language helps the abuser~

Take more advantage till it hopefully ends.

Miss use of power and control~

Is key to an abusive persons mighty roars!

Red flags don’t always fly high~

Yet thoughtful ones do things out of the ordinary~

Ending up crying looking to the sky~

The once agreeable now looking like~

The crazed one to earthen ties.

Circles and Circles go around~

Where the abusiveness can be found around!


Lisa J. Warner


Lisa Luv

CopyRight1/13 /2013@LisaLuvLLC


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James-wolve 4 years ago from Morocco

Beautiful and thought provoking poem.

The human race tends to remember the abuses to which it has been subjected rather than the endearments. What's left of kisses? Wounds, however, leave scars.I voted up.

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Lisa Luv 4 years ago from Conneticut, USA Author

Thank You James-wolve...I am amazed at your insight finding the truth through my words... Many blessings I wish upon you and yours....

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Eiddwen 3 years ago from Wales

A powerful and so true poem ; I hope many read this one Lisa ; so sad and even sadder so common.

I vote up and share.


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Lisa Luv 3 years ago from Conneticut, USA Author

You are so right Eiddwen...Thank You for the read...

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lovedoctor926 3 years ago

Excellent hub! I voted this useful. A must read for everyone.

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Lisa Luv 3 years ago from Conneticut, USA Author

Good I am glad you thought it was useful! I do hope it helps someone or even helps others to understand.. Thank you so much for your comment lovedoctor926 ....Blessings..

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