Poems About Violence Seeking Friendly Advice
#violence
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
25th Dec 2023 6:28am
25th Dec 2023 6:28am
Wet Work
I raise no flag.
Living between a long breath in
and a desperate sigh.
Constant is the ritual.
Oblique are my views of life.
I don’t know why.
The poetry brings peace.
If you can’t handle the mundane
flee from what I am.
Discipline is my master.
Praying for silence at the altar of precision,
and I don’t give a damn.
Hot or cold, warm doesn’t exist.
I introduce the heat to the frost.
Sliding in and out.
Keeping my distance.
My words breathe down your neck.
Kissing the doubt.
Living between a long breath in
and a desperate sigh.
Constant is the ritual.
Oblique are my views of life.
I don’t know why.
The poetry brings peace.
If you can’t handle the mundane
flee from what I am.
Discipline is my master.
Praying for silence at the altar of precision,
and I don’t give a damn.
Hot or cold, warm doesn’t exist.
I introduce the heat to the frost.
Sliding in and out.
Keeping my distance.
My words breathe down your neck.
Kissing the doubt.
#violence
#death
#art
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fightorflight
Disa
Disa
Poem Published
14th Dec 2023 6:54pm
14th Dec 2023 6:54pm
I dream of souls
I try not to oversexualize myself
Even though my body buys men
Currency heaven sent
Permission for a kiss they give me ten
Cheapest attention
Any girl can redemption
Men see my apprehension
Sense my tension
Know I know their intentions
Hope for dissension
But I can't pay contention
Enter a room in where only I
Am in detention
This is the most love guys can
He told me he liked me and I ran
In a muffled room with his pal
Under my shirt put their hand
Just men who adore
''Horse kicks for...
Even though my body buys men
Currency heaven sent
Permission for a kiss they give me ten
Cheapest attention
Any girl can redemption
Men see my apprehension
Sense my tension
Know I know their intentions
Hope for dissension
But I can't pay contention
Enter a room in where only I
Am in detention
This is the most love guys can
He told me he liked me and I ran
In a muffled room with his pal
Under my shirt put their hand
Just men who adore
''Horse kicks for...
#violence
#oppression
#power
#deception
#vulnerability
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adagio
Poem Published
20th Nov 2023 1:45pm
20th Nov 2023 1:45pm
Cold Tongue Of Twilight
When talcum is the cold tongue of twilight
the mirror of the soul's absolute chaos
of dark disharmony among the minions
narcissistic grape vines going to vinegar
listening to antiquated Sasquatch
the mother tongue of deception
trumpet it's lunacy using a stopwatch
listening to the shoe drop as old fools
run with the devil as their wheels fall off
when talcum is the cold tongue of twilight
the mirror of the soul's absolute chaos
of dark disharmony among the minions
narcissistic grape vines going to vinegar
listening to antiquated Sasquatch
the mother tongue of deception
trumpet it's lunacy using a stopwatch
listening to the shoe drop as old fools
run with the devil as their wheels fall off
when talcum is the cold tongue of twilight
#corruption
#violence
#identity #deception
#identity #deception
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Rew
Poem Published
26th Oct 2023 8:56pm
26th Oct 2023 8:56pm
Early Settlers
It was done from afar
an' done real well
and the dogs had their fill
when those beasties fell
they were sore perplexed
couldn't understand, see,
how we could throw blows.
'twere a mystery.
Well, they're all gone
from round here, at least,
an it sure we're a shame
for those pale skinned beasts
who stood like men
grunted summat like too,
but couldn't understand
when arrows punched through.
an' done real well
and the dogs had their fill
when those beasties fell
they were sore perplexed
couldn't understand, see,
how we could throw blows.
'twere a mystery.
Well, they're all gone
from round here, at least,
an it sure we're a shame
for those pale skinned beasts
who stood like men
grunted summat like too,
but couldn't understand
when arrows punched through.
#violence
#humankind
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Rew
Poem Published
25th Oct 2023 9:41pm
25th Oct 2023 9:41pm
I Thought..
We send our thought across the void
out to the furthest stars,
a call that all hunter's employ
in leafy glade or marsh.
Such a force of thought we send
billowing past the sun,
and as a force it will never end
till innocence should come.
out to the furthest stars,
a call that all hunter's employ
in leafy glade or marsh.
Such a force of thought we send
billowing past the sun,
and as a force it will never end
till innocence should come.
#violence
#humankind
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Rew
Poem Published
25th Oct 2023 9:09pm
25th Oct 2023 9:09pm
Musing on early Neighbours.
Where do Neander's go
said sapient to mate,
we don't see much of 'em, although
we used to do of late.
I spied 'em when I courted you
at your Pa's old place,
and to win you had no recourse
but bash in his old face...
Our families feuding fading now
more hungry mouths to fill,
but Neander's don't come sniffing round
to admire our kiddies kill's.
Where on earth do Neander's go
when roar voiced hunter's meet,
with baying dogs and scream of hog
we rip apart to eat
said sapient to mate,
we don't see much of 'em, although
we used to do of late.
I spied 'em when I courted you
at your Pa's old place,
and to win you had no recourse
but bash in his old face...
Our families feuding fading now
more hungry mouths to fill,
but Neander's don't come sniffing round
to admire our kiddies kill's.
Where on earth do Neander's go
when roar voiced hunter's meet,
with baying dogs and scream of hog
we rip apart to eat
#violence
#humankind
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Koulouri
Poem Published
18th Oct 2023 1:36am
18th Oct 2023 1:36am
Desperately Petty
I'm so tired of thinking about you.
Utterly sick of it.
There's no doubt in my mind that you have not thought about me once.
But here I am every night,
With your hands still holding tight onto my throat.
Your fingerprints faded but never left.
I hate you more than my lungs crave air.
You are the beetles under my skin,
Always crawling just under the surface.
I loathe every thought I have,
Every fear that has a clear line to you.
I live to remember that which I am desperate to forget.
Utterly sick of it.
There's no doubt in my mind that you have not thought about me once.
But here I am every night,
With your hands still holding tight onto my throat.
Your fingerprints faded but never left.
I hate you more than my lungs crave air.
You are the beetles under my skin,
Always crawling just under the surface.
I loathe every thought I have,
Every fear that has a clear line to you.
I live to remember that which I am desperate to forget.
#anger
#hate
#violence #frustration
#violence #frustration
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thewatcher33
Poem Published
13th Sep 2023 4:18pm
13th Sep 2023 4:18pm
The Cholesterol Murders
The script is pretty basic, quite simple and rather ingenious if I do say so myself.
Most people are unaware about the different types of cholesterol and how it impacts your health but I won't delve into their differences at this time.
1. The Set Up.
There is a person that you admire/like/interested in, and both of you are attractive but everyone has that one thing they like to see in the other person. In her it's eye color other than the most popular brown.
The delusional and Uber cruel religious agents (this may or may not include the person you're talking...
Most people are unaware about the different types of cholesterol and how it impacts your health but I won't delve into their differences at this time.
1. The Set Up.
There is a person that you admire/like/interested in, and both of you are attractive but everyone has that one thing they like to see in the other person. In her it's eye color other than the most popular brown.
The delusional and Uber cruel religious agents (this may or may not include the person you're talking...
#violence
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SageRoyale
Royale
Royale
Poem Published
15th Aug 2023 5:28am
15th Aug 2023 5:28am
gambling
i denied
every breath
that
blew
my way
every smile
that
flew
my way
the teeth
they
bared
at my eyes
but i took
your
teeth
your
lies
so what
made you
think
you did not
apply
you are
not
EXEMPT
you
are
DEAF
were
you
DEAF?
DEAF?
DEAF?
DEAF?
...
every breath
that
blew
my way
every smile
that
flew
my way
the teeth
they
bared
at my eyes
but i took
your
teeth
your
lies
so what
made you
think
you did not
apply
you are
not
EXEMPT
you
are
DEAF
were
you
DEAF?
DEAF?
DEAF?
DEAF?
...
#betrayal
#violence
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Trillium
Poem Published
7th Aug 2023 5:09am
7th Aug 2023 5:09am
Violence
My friend was murdered.
It seems like something that happened to someone else.
Surreal.
The story was on the news.
H called to tell me.
I don’t recall how I felt at the time.
Another summer, another death.
The third year in a row.
——-
I must call B and tell her the news.
She probably already knows.
It is the right thing to do for a friend.
—-
I did not realize I was a victim of a crime until the funeral.
The widow gave a speech.
She said we were all touched by this event.
All victims....
It seems like something that happened to someone else.
Surreal.
The story was on the news.
H called to tell me.
I don’t recall how I felt at the time.
Another summer, another death.
The third year in a row.
——-
I must call B and tell her the news.
She probably already knows.
It is the right thing to do for a friend.
—-
I did not realize I was a victim of a crime until the funeral.
The widow gave a speech.
She said we were all touched by this event.
All victims....
#anger
#grief
#murder #violence
#murder #violence
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CanDyFloss_72Monet
Poem Published
17th Jul 2023 3:49pm
17th Jul 2023 3:49pm
Damaged
A step further,it creaks at a height.
White crusty lines,some enjoy the ride,
the ride of a lifetime.
Empty,are the waves,shackled by insight.
The little boy behaves,a sigh.
Misty,are the trees,the boy climbs.
The droplets of green leaves,every moment he takes flight.
Uneven, are the Poppy flowers,now black and white.
Now a man. Most destined to fight.
Silent,is the baby,crib mystique.
Who knows,the father,of this child.
A mother digs deep into the ground.
Baby in crib...
White crusty lines,some enjoy the ride,
the ride of a lifetime.
Empty,are the waves,shackled by insight.
The little boy behaves,a sigh.
Misty,are the trees,the boy climbs.
The droplets of green leaves,every moment he takes flight.
Uneven, are the Poppy flowers,now black and white.
Now a man. Most destined to fight.
Silent,is the baby,crib mystique.
Who knows,the father,of this child.
A mother digs deep into the ground.
Baby in crib...
#violence
#power
#HumanRights
#ignorance
#vulnerability
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adagio
Poem Published
17th Jun 2023 2:50pm
17th Jun 2023 2:50pm
Olly, olly oxen free!
"Olly, olly oxen free!" Haunted by the Sandman
in my dreams. Noone returns, because, we are
all dead. The proof is in the pudding, six feet
in the ground as I sleep there in my Buster Brown
shoes with my dog Tige. Listening to the syringes
break and the beer on tap becomes life's new
tempo and then play the victim. "Olly, olly oxen
free!"
in my dreams. Noone returns, because, we are
all dead. The proof is in the pudding, six feet
in the ground as I sleep there in my Buster Brown
shoes with my dog Tige. Listening to the syringes
break and the beer on tap becomes life's new
tempo and then play the victim. "Olly, olly oxen
free!"
#corruption
#violence
#politics #deception
#politics #deception
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