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.
prometheus5290
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:05am
Yesterday 2:05am
Conditioned Existences of Realized Beings
Buddha was the teacher;
Jesus, the martyr.
The difference: The amount of effort their societies put into killing them.
Jesus, the martyr.
The difference: The amount of effort their societies put into killing them.
#violence
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Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 2:46am
17th Dec 2024 2:46am
Excuses
How do I lie for you?
Let me count the ways...
I fell down the stairs.
I ran into the door.
I fell UP the stairs.
I'm really clumsy!
A kid at the park pushed me.
I tripped on my own feet.
I got jumped on the way to the store.
I was playing with the stove.
I jumped off a swing.
I crashed my bike.
A kid at the park punched me.
I built a ramp.
I slipped on the wet bathroom floor.
I just lost my balance.
Someone threw a rock.
My arm was swollen when I woke up.
It was icy. It was...
Let me count the ways...
I fell down the stairs.
I ran into the door.
I fell UP the stairs.
I'm really clumsy!
A kid at the park pushed me.
I tripped on my own feet.
I got jumped on the way to the store.
I was playing with the stove.
I jumped off a swing.
I crashed my bike.
A kid at the park punched me.
I built a ramp.
I slipped on the wet bathroom floor.
I just lost my balance.
Someone threw a rock.
My arm was swollen when I woke up.
It was icy. It was...
#abuse
#violence
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 12:16pm
15th Dec 2024 12:16pm
No Chance To Live
Grown matured are the formerly abused
Forced
Mutilated souls
Damaged
They are sadists turned on by the young
They are sickeningly inexplicit about many forms of masochism and violence to enact upon
Beaten to submission and other forms of punishment
Beyond domination
Intrigued of the violent sides of man
This is the abstract conception
This generation takes a spanking to another level
The next generation will beg for mutilation as these maniacs get off on their torturous pain filled screams
Our kids are dead before they have a chance...
Forced
Mutilated souls
Damaged
They are sadists turned on by the young
They are sickeningly inexplicit about many forms of masochism and violence to enact upon
Beaten to submission and other forms of punishment
Beyond domination
Intrigued of the violent sides of man
This is the abstract conception
This generation takes a spanking to another level
The next generation will beg for mutilation as these maniacs get off on their torturous pain filled screams
Our kids are dead before they have a chance...
#abuse
#anger
#CallToAction
#children
#violence
49 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 8:08pm
13th Dec 2024 8:08pm
Time For Lunch
These 4 pigs found the body of a 11 year old girl
She was strangled & mutilated at the nearby park
There was no witnesses or evidence except a radio flyer wagon near the girls body
The 4 pigs began brainstorming, thinking what they should do
The 20 year veteran said,
Let's take this child, the radio flyer wagon and go door to door
The rookie placed her mangled corpse into the wagon
From there, they began walking the neighborhood
The rookie cop had the honor of wheeling the wagon
Her lifeless body, bouncing around like some used & abused rag...
She was strangled & mutilated at the nearby park
There was no witnesses or evidence except a radio flyer wagon near the girls body
The 4 pigs began brainstorming, thinking what they should do
The 20 year veteran said,
Let's take this child, the radio flyer wagon and go door to door
The rookie placed her mangled corpse into the wagon
From there, they began walking the neighborhood
The rookie cop had the honor of wheeling the wagon
Her lifeless body, bouncing around like some used & abused rag...
#children
#death
#ignorance
#tragedy
#violence
46 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 4:42am
11th Dec 2024 4:42am
Charlie's Past And Present...
#dark
#death
#violence
31 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 4:42am
11th Dec 2024 4:42am
A Charlie
#dark
#death
#disappointment #violence
#disappointment #violence
25 reads
1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 8:41pm
9th Dec 2024 8:41pm
Devotional Radicals
Little Kenny Dewitt was barely 5 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...
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...
#children
#family
#memories
#religion
#violence
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8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 11:28am
30th Nov 2024 11:28am
NYC's Guardian Angels
When you're down in the dirty gutter
Speak out, Call our names
We will lift you to another level
We fire it up, You wont hit the floor
When you walk on the ground that's sour
No need to pray, We're here to stay
You know the number when you dial to heaven
Turn it up and you will reach them today
We're like the angels
Falling from the sky, Make a wish and we'll be there
We want to guide you through violence and despair
We are the saviors from the other side
We bring your heart and soul back to life
When your hope...
Speak out, Call our names
We will lift you to another level
We fire it up, You wont hit the floor
When you walk on the ground that's sour
No need to pray, We're here to stay
You know the number when you dial to heaven
Turn it up and you will reach them today
We're like the angels
Falling from the sky, Make a wish and we'll be there
We want to guide you through violence and despair
We are the saviors from the other side
We bring your heart and soul back to life
When your hope...
#city
#corruption
#hope
#support
#violence
73 reads
8 Comments
Ash_233
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 2:53am
27th Nov 2024 2:53am
Silenced Violence
I didn’t know grief had a sound, until it echoed in the silence after the gunshot.
How could something so final, so brutal, happen so fast?
The tears felt so heavy but were pointless. Nothing could remove your bloodstain in the dirt.
I screamed at the ground, but the earth didn’t care,
So, I cursed at the heavens demanding he be spared.
The truth is we stand in a shooting range, and no one even flinches when the bullets start flying.
As kids play on the playground, which would soon be their graveyard.
Like bodies hitting the ground is just background...
How could something so final, so brutal, happen so fast?
The tears felt so heavy but were pointless. Nothing could remove your bloodstain in the dirt.
I screamed at the ground, but the earth didn’t care,
So, I cursed at the heavens demanding he be spared.
The truth is we stand in a shooting range, and no one even flinches when the bullets start flying.
As kids play on the playground, which would soon be their graveyard.
Like bodies hitting the ground is just background...
#CallToAction
#frustration
#hope
#HumanRights
#violence
72 reads
8 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 1:42pm
25th Nov 2024 1:42pm
Tops & Tails
They gathered in a room of the hotel that served as a sort of dressing room for waitresses, who functioned essentially as entertainers. The girls weren't dressed in formal wear but in a showgirl ensemble that combined tops and tails with fishnet stockings. A few of the more imposing waitresses even wielded canes like Old Hollywood tap dancers.
Mrs Berkeley sailed into the room, all frontage and steerage. Her chest and rear were of proportions that the girls in her care could only have nightmares about. She wore her hair in the tortured bob of women her age and size. She was...
Mrs Berkeley sailed into the room, all frontage and steerage. Her chest and rear were of proportions that the girls in her care could only have nightmares about. She wore her hair in the tortured bob of women her age and size. She was...
#fiction
#revenge
#ShortStory #violence
#ShortStory #violence
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2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 11:17am
23rd Nov 2024 11:17am
Violence and Sex
She hated violence and sex
She believed to much of it was ruining our youth
She made sure her two sons aged 11 & 14 weren't exposed to this smut anywhere in life
She has a drinking problem
Often, she would monitor their phones, their friends, their music and tv
They went to church every Sunday
They carried & read the good book everywhere they went
Their father left them when they were very young
They were altar boys at their church
One night their mother drove to the church to pick up her children
She was obliterated
Her outfit...
She believed to much of it was ruining our youth
She made sure her two sons aged 11 & 14 weren't exposed to this smut anywhere in life
She has a drinking problem
Often, she would monitor their phones, their friends, their music and tv
They went to church every Sunday
They carried & read the good book everywhere they went
Their father left them when they were very young
They were altar boys at their church
One night their mother drove to the church to pick up her children
She was obliterated
Her outfit...
#abuse
#alcohol
#children
#sex
#violence
40 reads
2 Comments
Duice
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 11:15pm
16th Nov 2024 11:15pm
Clay Pigeons (Part 3)
Easter egg planted Pineapples
cluster claymore laden poem verse
Trap lines trigger booby detonator
deadlock provoked drown immerse
SS Britanica land mine sunk to shore
on typhoon hurricane pull pins inverse
Magellan cognition gore circumnavigated
mind blown particulates spray disburse
Air-to-air taut pyro nuggets pluck telekinetic
on sonic brain combust ocean splatter curse
Motion vile explosive fragments bang attune
dissect shrapnel pitch out cranial void hurts
Tannerite incendiary gas can trip blasting...
cluster claymore laden poem verse
Trap lines trigger booby detonator
deadlock provoked drown immerse
SS Britanica land mine sunk to shore
on typhoon hurricane pull pins inverse
Magellan cognition gore circumnavigated
mind blown particulates spray disburse
Air-to-air taut pyro nuggets pluck telekinetic
on sonic brain combust ocean splatter curse
Motion vile explosive fragments bang attune
dissect shrapnel pitch out cranial void hurts
Tannerite incendiary gas can trip blasting...
#bittersweet
#conflict
#soldiers
#war
#violence
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