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.
~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
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The Psychosexual Realm of Rape (Cauldron Kill Series)

#evil
#sex
#violence
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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
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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
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The Maniquin Man

#fiction
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
#sex
#violence
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Bump Lump Pump
In the land of freedom
you're free to live or,
even better, leave or let
yourself be sent away.
Better not let yourself be bold.
Better not let yourself be cold.
Better not let yourself be in the fold.
Believe in yourself in being gold.
Better not let yourself be in hold.
Better not let yourself set in as mold.
Better not let yourself be sold.
Don't...
Believe what you've always been told.
In the land of freedom
you're just an alien that will
never reach the point of...
you're free to live or,
even better, leave or let
yourself be sent away.
Better not let yourself be bold.
Better not let yourself be cold.
Better not let yourself be in the fold.
Believe in yourself in being gold.
Better not let yourself be in hold.
Better not let yourself set in as mold.
Better not let yourself be sold.
Don't...
Believe what you've always been told.
In the land of freedom
you're just an alien that will
never reach the point of...
#despair
#disability
#emptiness
#nightmares
#violence
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The Co-Ed Killer
Young Edmund Kemper would decapitate his sister's cats
Hated his mother, which led to many violent spats
He'd play out his own death in grisly roles
Murdered his grandparents at 15 years old
He honed this facade in the coming years
While his private world contained much darker ideas
After only 5 years in a state facility
He fooled them all, with politeness & civility
Between May 1972 and April 1973
Kemper murdered 8 people, You can say that's a killing spree
A claw hammer to the head and a penknife slit her throat
The murder of...
Hated his mother, which led to many violent spats
He'd play out his own death in grisly roles
Murdered his grandparents at 15 years old
He honed this facade in the coming years
While his private world contained much darker ideas
After only 5 years in a state facility
He fooled them all, with politeness & civility
Between May 1972 and April 1973
Kemper murdered 8 people, You can say that's a killing spree
A claw hammer to the head and a penknife slit her throat
The murder of...
#MentalHealth
#murder
#nonfiction
#PopCulture
#violence
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Wouldn't you do the same thing?
If I was going to do it, I would do it right
I would take some guys wife and kids
Do the whole torture and mutilation thing
Kind of like the film "Henry, Portrait of a Serial Killer"
You know what I mean
Really party down with them and then the real fun begins
They'd be in for some wild sex and humiliation
Throw in some agony and mayhem
And then they'll be wishing for death
And I'm the guy who will grant their wishes
While this is happening
I'll be documenting the whole thing
I would have the sex, the torture and death...
I would take some guys wife and kids
Do the whole torture and mutilation thing
Kind of like the film "Henry, Portrait of a Serial Killer"
You know what I mean
Really party down with them and then the real fun begins
They'd be in for some wild sex and humiliation
Throw in some agony and mayhem
And then they'll be wishing for death
And I'm the guy who will grant their wishes
While this is happening
I'll be documenting the whole thing
I would have the sex, the torture and death...
#death
#family
#horror
#ShortStory
#violence
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MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN
Pigs came to the crack house last night
All the crack dealers and addicts scattered like roaches throwing their stash over the cement wall
The cops shined their little lights and tried to find the stash bags
But to no avail
The pigs rolled out and chased two dudes down the street
They ran one guy down who was crossing the street
When the cop got out of the car to see what he has done, another crack dealer shot the cop right in the face
"MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN"
That's what I heard from another cop on a CB Radio
Total carnage
Total mayhem ...
All the crack dealers and addicts scattered like roaches throwing their stash over the cement wall
The cops shined their little lights and tried to find the stash bags
But to no avail
The pigs rolled out and chased two dudes down the street
They ran one guy down who was crossing the street
When the cop got out of the car to see what he has done, another crack dealer shot the cop right in the face
"MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN"
That's what I heard from another cop on a CB Radio
Total carnage
Total mayhem ...
#city
#death
#drugs
#violence
#war
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Feeding time at the zoo

#animals
#fiction
#sex
#ShortStory
#violence
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Sunday Morning

#death
#erotic
#sex
#ThrillSeeking
#violence
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the weight of your legacy
my reflection holds a warnin
your face thru mine
a bloodline’s violent song
features cut into jagged scars
of inheritance
the steinway bears witness
to lessons of impact
how ribcages sing out
when struck just right
between wrong notes
I sign papers with reluctance
your name fadin into mine
crimson risin beneath skin
bleedin out onto dotted lines
so many nights I wake
to find my hands
curled into shapes
that speak with your tongue
and I swear if I could just recall
which...
your face thru mine
a bloodline’s violent song
features cut into jagged scars
of inheritance
the steinway bears witness
to lessons of impact
how ribcages sing out
when struck just right
between wrong notes
I sign papers with reluctance
your name fadin into mine
crimson risin beneath skin
bleedin out onto dotted lines
so many nights I wake
to find my hands
curled into shapes
that speak with your tongue
and I swear if I could just recall
which...
#childhood
#father
#violence
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