Poems about Violence
#violence
Poems about violence, the destructive force of physical behaviour intended to hurt, damage, or kill someone or something. Here you'll find poems about violence between individuals, groups and in society as a whole. Poetry dealing with violence can be confrontational and emotional, exploring the effects of violence on victims and loved ones.
Lilliputian
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 11:23am
6th Apr 2025 11:23am
Touch
A touch can last
like the mark left
by a searing branding iron,
and every touch that follows
will burn through to the marrow,
leaving only aversion.
like the mark left
by a searing branding iron,
and every touch that follows
will burn through to the marrow,
leaving only aversion.
#fear
#hurt
#memories #violence
#memories #violence
80 reads
SonderNinja
BenjaminEC
BenjaminEC
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 10:28pm
28th Mar 2025 10:28pm
Diamond (Cut) In the Rough
Slithered invitation
with diamond-cut
vendettas.
Sellswords carved
carnival sideshow
smiles
darting buttress
eyes commence
a lust for fire
sang the bird:
conjecture cockfights
a finer company~
requisite quisling
dangles headfirst~
boiling leather
weathers
a tomb of
elbow room.
Laugh & dream
of head & hole.
...
#dark
#FreeVerse
#violence
79 reads
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 10:07pm
21st Mar 2025 10:07pm
One night at the bar
A man minding his own business is sitting in a bar.
Enjoying some downtime after a hard days work.
Sometime later, a drunken, loud, brash man comes stumbling in.
He's causing a raucous all around him.
He sits his ass down right near the quiet man.
This drunk stunk of sweat and booze.
The drunk fuck turned to the quiet man and said, "What's your issue? Why do you look like that? Why do you look troubled?"
The quiet man said, "No issue, just minding my own business".
The drunk didn't like that answer and continued...
Enjoying some downtime after a hard days work.
Sometime later, a drunken, loud, brash man comes stumbling in.
He's causing a raucous all around him.
He sits his ass down right near the quiet man.
This drunk stunk of sweat and booze.
The drunk fuck turned to the quiet man and said, "What's your issue? Why do you look like that? Why do you look troubled?"
The quiet man said, "No issue, just minding my own business".
The drunk didn't like that answer and continued...
#alcohol
#anger
#bullying
#ShortStory
#violence
86 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 11:06am
18th Mar 2025 11:06am
Boys
The boys push the blind man down the escalator
The boys steal the money out of the guitar player's hat
The boys tease the crippled man
The boys kick the junkie
The boys beat on anybody and anyone that looks different to them
The boys are well respected in their community
The boys call the cops when their bikes were stolen...By the other boys
The boys steal the money out of the guitar player's hat
The boys tease the crippled man
The boys kick the junkie
The boys beat on anybody and anyone that looks different to them
The boys are well respected in their community
The boys call the cops when their bikes were stolen...By the other boys
#bullying
#children
#fear #violence
#fear #violence
84 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 7:07pm
17th Mar 2025 7:07pm
An Explosive Pizza
Pizza deliveryman Mike Rotchburns was as dependable as he was predictable. His daily routine was invariable and he was never in trouble with the law. In 2012, while standing outside the bank he just robbed, he told police officers surrounding him that he had been kidnapped by three people and coerced into committing this crime. A simple pipe bomb was elaborately locked around his neck. Rotchburns begged police to let him go because the kidnappers had set the bomb to go off minutes after the well planned robbery. While they waited for the bomb squad to arrive, the device exploded, killing...
#death
#fiction
#ignorance
#satirical
#violence
66 reads
7 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Mar 2025 9:25am
14th Mar 2025 9:25am
I know your heart is wicked
Little Harry Sack was barely 6 years old when he found out by his parents that his heart was wicked
His parents were religious fanatics, who read the good book each and every hour
They isolated little Harry from the rest of the world
His father worked on the farm producing milk & meat to sell in town
His mother was a stay at home mom, strict and overbearing
Many of the locals didn't even know Harry Sack existed
His parents taught him that in order to be faithful to the lord, you must do what we say or want
Harry was given chores from morning...
His parents were religious fanatics, who read the good book each and every hour
They isolated little Harry from the rest of the world
His father worked on the farm producing milk & meat to sell in town
His mother was a stay at home mom, strict and overbearing
Many of the locals didn't even know Harry Sack existed
His parents taught him that in order to be faithful to the lord, you must do what we say or want
Harry was given chores from morning...
#family
#memories
#prison
#religion
#violence
73 reads
8 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 11:07pm
13th Mar 2025 11:07pm
Are We Lost? Goodbye everybody huge thank you to everyone
Are we lost?
There is no path to follow
There used to be a path
I swear there was a path once
Lost in the trees
There was a point to life
But we've lost it
Some one has hold of the point
And they are prodding us with it
Prodding those who have lost the point
There's a bad case of viral ignorance
Infectious
Burning across the land
Like a forest fire
Burning ignorance
Freezing ignorance
Chopping ignorance
Murderous ignorance
Burning burning...
There is no path to follow
There used to be a path
I swear there was a path once
Lost in the trees
There was a point to life
But we've lost it
Some one has hold of the point
And they are prodding us with it
Prodding those who have lost the point
There's a bad case of viral ignorance
Infectious
Burning across the land
Like a forest fire
Burning ignorance
Freezing ignorance
Chopping ignorance
Murderous ignorance
Burning burning...
#inequality
#kindness
#violence
205 reads
8 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 9:39pm
10th Mar 2025 9:39pm
~the puppeteer
gathering all threads inner
the dried up emery palms
..he makes a clumped up
mane ..shortly stuck well
only to be left to a calculated
fall from heights.. to a farther
dissipating apart bitter polar
factions
-only he the f*cked up master
knows the wickedly prewritten
so destiny of each of them.. that
are in a designed egoistical clash
amongst themselves.& not the
so f* cking god of a monster, a
master.. so, coming back
to these truly non-fictional
puppets being...
the dried up emery palms
..he makes a clumped up
mane ..shortly stuck well
only to be left to a calculated
fall from heights.. to a farther
dissipating apart bitter polar
factions
-only he the f*cked up master
knows the wickedly prewritten
so destiny of each of them.. that
are in a designed egoistical clash
amongst themselves.& not the
so f* cking god of a monster, a
master.. so, coming back
to these truly non-fictional
puppets being...
#dark
#metaphor
#politics
#rebellion
#violence
119 reads
4 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 12:56pm
10th Mar 2025 12:56pm
The Psychosexual Realm of Rape (Cauldron Kill Series)
#evil
#sex
#violence
80 reads
10 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 9:55am
7th Mar 2025 9:55am
Boomerang
You're the weapon of choice.
You're invisible in the rain.
My enemies better duck fast,
If they want to keep their brains.
You're supersonic.
You're a siren shrieking.
Fidget spinner in flight.
Intimidating and defeating.
All my enemies, they hide.
Because they think you're insane.
You put their minds out of focus.
Riding the jet streams.
All they see is the glare,
From an object unseen.
You hide in the air.
So fresh and clean.
You're the weapon I sharpen.
Working together as one. ...
You're invisible in the rain.
My enemies better duck fast,
If they want to keep their brains.
You're supersonic.
You're a siren shrieking.
Fidget spinner in flight.
Intimidating and defeating.
All my enemies, they hide.
Because they think you're insane.
You put their minds out of focus.
Riding the jet streams.
All they see is the glare,
From an object unseen.
You hide in the air.
So fresh and clean.
You're the weapon I sharpen.
Working together as one. ...
#romantic
#violence
#war
152 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 1:42am
7th Mar 2025 1:42am
Not A Day For A Daydream!
Back in time
Eye to eye contact
Was a pre-requisite
Of job interviews
I really, truly hated it
As i didn't want people
To see the sadness in my soul
Hidden behind my smiles of hope
It felt like an invasion of privacy
And fear
As once during
One of a myriad daydreams
My mind wandered
As i stared into
The oblique vagueries
Of my existence
And wandered the deserted plains of the ethereal
This was violently interrupted by
"What you fucking looking at!"
Just before being head butted for...
Eye to eye contact
Was a pre-requisite
Of job interviews
I really, truly hated it
As i didn't want people
To see the sadness in my soul
Hidden behind my smiles of hope
It felt like an invasion of privacy
And fear
As once during
One of a myriad daydreams
My mind wandered
As i stared into
The oblique vagueries
Of my existence
And wandered the deserted plains of the ethereal
This was violently interrupted by
"What you fucking looking at!"
Just before being head butted for...
#fear
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
#violence
77 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 3:17pm
3rd Mar 2025 3:17pm
The Maniquin Man
#fiction
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
#sex
#violence
132 reads
13 Comments
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