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.
Idontgiveafk
Poem Published
20th Feb 2019 5:01pm
20th Feb 2019 5:01pm
Times up, put em' up!
You want a fight
better be prepared
Because I'm not just light
However you still dared
Three, two, one
Times up, put em' up!
It has begun
oh why you backing up?
Didn't you want to fight?
It was YOU who started this!
I was looking for this delight
But now there's no bliss?
you scared man? Just cause I can look you in the face and laugh. Smiling, showing and feeling no fear. It's called killer instinct. I have faced bigger people than you, scarier people.
better be prepared
Because I'm not just light
However you still dared
Three, two, one
Times up, put em' up!
It has begun
oh why you backing up?
Didn't you want to fight?
It was YOU who started this!
I was looking for this delight
But now there's no bliss?
you scared man? Just cause I can look you in the face and laugh. Smiling, showing and feeling no fear. It's called killer instinct. I have faced bigger people than you, scarier people.
#anger
#hate
#conflict
#violence
#disappointment
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1 Comment
Taurek
Poem Published
20th Feb 2019 4:12am
20th Feb 2019 4:12am
Kitsch Alive!
Palatial estates
Pellegrino
Rape and dissection
Finding your mother
In grey gardens
You ruin your estate with
Animals you can barely
Take care of
Fucked up by war and
Not just the threat
Of it
Dirty kitchens and
Moose linen, who were
Those girls we met from
Finland?
Art is the world filtered
Through a dirty lens, blended,
Then frozen in time to
Make it more
Palatable
Perfection is disappointment
Confusion is the last hope we have
Until it...
Pellegrino
Rape and dissection
Finding your mother
In grey gardens
You ruin your estate with
Animals you can barely
Take care of
Fucked up by war and
Not just the threat
Of it
Dirty kitchens and
Moose linen, who were
Those girls we met from
Finland?
Art is the world filtered
Through a dirty lens, blended,
Then frozen in time to
Make it more
Palatable
Perfection is disappointment
Confusion is the last hope we have
Until it...
#children
#women
#violence
#war
#evil
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Thedeadinme
Poem Published
14th Feb 2019 5:31am
14th Feb 2019 5:31am
Stained Fingers and Bloodied Fists
I reminisce over spilt spirits and half smoked cigarettes snuffed out in their prime like the many words that you held back over the years
Stained finger tips, rough to the touch
A bitter sweet serenade to our last days
The art of compromise never suited my palate, as harsh words roll off my tongue and lap at all the wounds you conceal under veiled laughter and bourbon kisses
Alone in the aftermath of shattered bottles and broken fists, I roll into a tremored rest and sweat out last nights escapades
A violent overture succumbed in hysterics
...
Stained finger tips, rough to the touch
A bitter sweet serenade to our last days
The art of compromise never suited my palate, as harsh words roll off my tongue and lap at all the wounds you conceal under veiled laughter and bourbon kisses
Alone in the aftermath of shattered bottles and broken fists, I roll into a tremored rest and sweat out last nights escapades
A violent overture succumbed in hysterics
...
#love
#relationships
#violence #abuse
#violence #abuse
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2 Comments
joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
10th Feb 2019 1:49am
10th Feb 2019 1:49am
RUSSIA is Setting a TRAP For AMERICA
The Kremlin is behind Dictator Maduro's oppression of the people of VENEZUELA.
Russia is goading America into INTERVENING on behalf of those suffering people. Russia WANTS America to intervene - just so Russia can accuse us of AGGRESSION against a sovereign nation.
Then Russia will say "the aggression must be stopped," as they launch World War 3 against an unsuspecting USA !! Our intervening ISN'T the real reason Russia will bomb us.That is just the excuse GORBACHEV will use. They will hit us because they want to takeover the world !!!
Pure and simple !! Plus of course we are...
Russia is goading America into INTERVENING on behalf of those suffering people. Russia WANTS America to intervene - just so Russia can accuse us of AGGRESSION against a sovereign nation.
Then Russia will say "the aggression must be stopped," as they launch World War 3 against an unsuspecting USA !! Our intervening ISN'T the real reason Russia will bomb us.That is just the excuse GORBACHEV will use. They will hit us because they want to takeover the world !!!
Pure and simple !! Plus of course we are...
#violence
#power
#politics #war
#politics #war
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ratcat
rat
rat
Poem Published
7th Feb 2019 11:23pm
7th Feb 2019 11:23pm
Consumption
No sleek, slippery surfaces could appose the cove can hold.
Where truth
lies
- Allies combine - warped confessions disguise pink mold (rather bold) that'll grant legends told.
Curtains they buy,
hidden stark-slander along spangle banners.
"When do whirling doves escape gates forsaking
entrances
with no black box mistaking?"
the Wolf-Skinned Sheep yowled to whitened
yellow musks drenching him.
But all was clenching it,
No...
Where truth
lies
- Allies combine - warped confessions disguise pink mold (rather bold) that'll grant legends told.
Curtains they buy,
hidden stark-slander along spangle banners.
"When do whirling doves escape gates forsaking
entrances
with no black box mistaking?"
the Wolf-Skinned Sheep yowled to whitened
yellow musks drenching him.
But all was clenching it,
No...
#violence
#identity
#consumerism
#ignorance
#rebellion
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1 Comment
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
7th Feb 2019 6:18pm
7th Feb 2019 6:18pm
warring guerrilla calluses harden more from tectonic deceptions of your vile terrains
i. heart(less)
more of a made-up testimony, the
currently aired ugly diminutive details
of our post-mortem
in crimed karmas
- of expertly evasive tendencies
-of being the politically correct breed
-of coldeningly erected civic namesakeness
like you all tactical Sirs of the Upper Houses do
over this already
traceless shrunken
charring bits in faint
distant resemblance
of a once bird heart
heart
gotten fiercely expelled
out of our shortly fatal ...
more of a made-up testimony, the
currently aired ugly diminutive details
of our post-mortem
in crimed karmas
- of expertly evasive tendencies
-of being the politically correct breed
-of coldeningly erected civic namesakeness
like you all tactical Sirs of the Upper Houses do
over this already
traceless shrunken
charring bits in faint
distant resemblance
of a once bird heart
heart
gotten fiercely expelled
out of our shortly fatal ...
#love
#dark
#violence #politics
#violence #politics
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7 Comments
kittykat3945
Poem Published
7th Feb 2019 5:36am
7th Feb 2019 5:36am
Kisses and Pain
He kisses you gently and parades you around.
You smile so sweetly as you start to blush.
Love is all that is seen on those perfect days.
You have the perfect marriage or so it may seem.
Behind closed doors you are a bitch and a whore.
A punching bag for all of his hate.
What did I do? What did I say?
I know that I’m wrong, I deserve this pain.
He loves me I know because he told them so.
I try to please him but I always seem to fail.
I brag of his kindness, love and respect.
I wear long sleeves to cover the bruises.
A little extra...
You smile so sweetly as you start to blush.
Love is all that is seen on those perfect days.
You have the perfect marriage or so it may seem.
Behind closed doors you are a bitch and a whore.
A punching bag for all of his hate.
What did I do? What did I say?
I know that I’m wrong, I deserve this pain.
He loves me I know because he told them so.
I try to please him but I always seem to fail.
I brag of his kindness, love and respect.
I wear long sleeves to cover the bruises.
A little extra...
#heartbroken
#violence
#abuse #hurt
#abuse #hurt
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3 Comments
theEgoEffect
Barona
Barona
Poem Published
6th Feb 2019 6:32pm
6th Feb 2019 6:32pm
reckless tendencies
Reminiscing my more reckless days,
Fed up with life and the bullshit games it plays
Please look my way, come to me with violence
So I can put my hands on you,
come break my silence
Catch me in a bad one, I'm begging the cosmos
Bring me the baddest motherfucker
The one with the furrowed brows
who snarls when you look his way
Thinking he's on some kind of prowl
You're only stroking my Ego
By thinking you're a step ahead, just let go
I'll make sure you're thoroughly dismantled
Before I put your ass to bed
Leave you...
Fed up with life and the bullshit games it plays
Please look my way, come to me with violence
So I can put my hands on you,
come break my silence
Catch me in a bad one, I'm begging the cosmos
Bring me the baddest motherfucker
The one with the furrowed brows
who snarls when you look his way
Thinking he's on some kind of prowl
You're only stroking my Ego
By thinking you're a step ahead, just let go
I'll make sure you're thoroughly dismantled
Before I put your ass to bed
Leave you...
#anger
#dark
#violence
#frustration
#disappointment
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Mysteria27
Poem Published
31st Jan 2019 2:17pm
31st Jan 2019 2:17pm
Another Year Has Passed
She came with flowers
On this lush and deep path
There was a rain shower
She had visions of the psychopath
Her sister was murdered here
Her body and soul in heaven
She still cries many tears
There's still no confession
Every year on this date
She brings flowers to the spot
Her death was filled with hate
Her body bled a lot
The psychopath escaped
From prison that night
Her sister was killed and raped
She died in complete fright
Her body lay on the lush grass
Blood was everywhere ...
On this lush and deep path
There was a rain shower
She had visions of the psychopath
Her sister was murdered here
Her body and soul in heaven
She still cries many tears
There's still no confession
Every year on this date
She brings flowers to the spot
Her death was filled with hate
Her body bled a lot
The psychopath escaped
From prison that night
Her sister was killed and raped
She died in complete fright
Her body lay on the lush grass
Blood was everywhere ...
#anger
#murder
#violence #death
#violence #death
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4 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
29th Jan 2019 1:54am
29th Jan 2019 1:54am
Light On Your Feet
You got game? Lets play
I got game; show you the way.
It's hot out here, but not to fear -
an ice cream truck may soon be here
Don't stop your hopping now
or you'll be dropping. How?
In your ass - POW POW!
Caps be popping
So skip rope left; right turn on a dime
Don't touch any dope; that shit's a crime
Keep on moving and you'll be just fine
We'll all be home safe by dinnertime
...
I got game; show you the way.
It's hot out here, but not to fear -
an ice cream truck may soon be here
Don't stop your hopping now
or you'll be dropping. How?
In your ass - POW POW!
Caps be popping
So skip rope left; right turn on a dime
Don't touch any dope; that shit's a crime
Keep on moving and you'll be just fine
We'll all be home safe by dinnertime
...
#violence
#drugs
70 reads
1 Comment
Tardegrade
Poem Published
26th Jan 2019 5:34am
26th Jan 2019 5:34am
Ceasefire Cyclone
Carefree as crucifixion nails
Cambridge sails future-bound
Carving a crease into lower education
Chain living wills and dying won'ts
Cerulean sky cluttered
Cover trails, con or chem
Crime consumes innocence and innocents
Clover three-leafed lucky
Chenille iridescence christened
Charity of corpuscle-speckled sacrifice
A common spectacle citywide.
Cambridge sails future-bound
Carving a crease into lower education
Chain living wills and dying won'ts
Cerulean sky cluttered
Cover trails, con or chem
Crime consumes innocence and innocents
Clover three-leafed lucky
Chenille iridescence christened
Charity of corpuscle-speckled sacrifice
A common spectacle citywide.
#violence
#LifeStruggles
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Brando
Poem Published
19th Jan 2019 3:46pm
19th Jan 2019 3:46pm
Lounging Chairs I
#violence
#scifi
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2 Comments
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