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.
Orgy of Death
For those I hate
Fucking hell
Beneath the skin
An open wound
Thirsty for blood, hunger for flesh
Scattered carnage
Wriggling torsos
Pungent, infested disease
Brain candy for dessert
Vomiting repugnance
To die again
Fucking hell
Beneath the skin
An open wound
Thirsty for blood, hunger for flesh
Scattered carnage
Wriggling torsos
Pungent, infested disease
Brain candy for dessert
Vomiting repugnance
To die again
#violence
#death
#evil
#fiction
#horror
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Kiss Them Goodbye
#violence
#death
#school
#fire
#God
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Hungry Dopes
A pizza delivery man was beaten to death a few towns over where I live 3 years ago. Three teenage geniuses who decided this was the way to get some free food. They took all of the delivery man's pizza, but left the $500 that was in the man's pocket!
#violence
#death
#money
#food
#ignorance
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When The Iceman Cums
I really hate you
did you know I resent you?
you make me feel things with your hateful testosterone
it's all about sex with you
I am cold about it
I don't like anyone getting in my personal space
you make me think about it
and my vulnerability trembles
the masochist in me lusts
encourages scenarios
twisted thoughts that arouse
but I keep myself chaste of thought
it disturbs me what captivates my senses
there is a cruelty in me
that violence excites
I don't allow it ever ...
did you know I resent you?
you make me feel things with your hateful testosterone
it's all about sex with you
I am cold about it
I don't like anyone getting in my personal space
you make me think about it
and my vulnerability trembles
the masochist in me lusts
encourages scenarios
twisted thoughts that arouse
but I keep myself chaste of thought
it disturbs me what captivates my senses
there is a cruelty in me
that violence excites
I don't allow it ever ...
#dark
#women
#violence
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Enter Tha Badman
Another disc day dawned, now here's the scoop,
Gino Corona, released from prison, fresh out the coop.
Five years down the line, for a knife crime spree,
Now he's out, on the right path, to set himself free.
Decides on shotokan karate, and keepin' it clean,
He arrived at the dojo, it was a sight unseen.
The sensei there, the retired cop from back in the day,
Corri Coleback sent Gino, back then, on his way.
Eighth Dan black belt, no joking around,
His daughter, Mary Coleback, also wears the crown.
She's a rookie cop on the beat, and...
Gino Corona, released from prison, fresh out the coop.
Five years down the line, for a knife crime spree,
Now he's out, on the right path, to set himself free.
Decides on shotokan karate, and keepin' it clean,
He arrived at the dojo, it was a sight unseen.
The sensei there, the retired cop from back in the day,
Corri Coleback sent Gino, back then, on his way.
Eighth Dan black belt, no joking around,
His daughter, Mary Coleback, also wears the crown.
She's a rookie cop on the beat, and...
#conflict
#violence
#LifeStruggles
#CallToAction
#prison
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When a Dragon flies
I can hear the beat of black wings
my mind cracks on a tempest wind
I want to breathe the fire it brings.
Find the bars and fix them to my cage
In every open bottle there’s a rage
your in a mess that's already made.
I am and I’ll always be
somethings got a hold of me,
drench my shirt in stale pain
don't let my Dragons rise again
Your fingers tremble on deep water
but you’ve already crossed the border,
bind my hands and let my fists unfold
one more truth that's never to be told.
So let my feet find...
my mind cracks on a tempest wind
I want to breathe the fire it brings.
Find the bars and fix them to my cage
In every open bottle there’s a rage
your in a mess that's already made.
I am and I’ll always be
somethings got a hold of me,
drench my shirt in stale pain
don't let my Dragons rise again
Your fingers tremble on deep water
but you’ve already crossed the border,
bind my hands and let my fists unfold
one more truth that's never to be told.
So let my feet find...
#anger
#violence
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Seconds
She woke up in the middle of the night
maybe 4:35 am
she needed to pee
he then got the urge to pee
he waited near the closed bathroom door until she was finished
when she opened the door, he punched her straight into her face
she fell backwards into the shower glass doors
her body fell into the tub
she was cut severely on her leg and torso
blood was all over the shattered glass, tub and bathroom floor
a crime scene has officially happened within seconds
maybe she'll bleed to death, maybe she won't
didn't matter
he knew what he...
maybe 4:35 am
she needed to pee
he then got the urge to pee
he waited near the closed bathroom door until she was finished
when she opened the door, he punched her straight into her face
she fell backwards into the shower glass doors
her body fell into the tub
she was cut severely on her leg and torso
blood was all over the shattered glass, tub and bathroom floor
a crime scene has officially happened within seconds
maybe she'll bleed to death, maybe she won't
didn't matter
he knew what he...
#hate
#marriage
#violence #night
#violence #night
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Bro-Flakes
If MAGA only searched their soul
as often as they bitched
then they would know some self control
like people peace enriched:)
But it's not easy thinking free
when rage is all you've got,
and white privilege, conveniently,
in charge of every thought.
It's a cage known as THE COMFORT ZONE,
which fears of strange abuse
from changing habits to atone
for morals in disuse.
And so we find them destitute
of hope for future fun
without solving their next dispute...
by triggering their gun.
as often as they bitched
then they would know some self control
like people peace enriched:)
But it's not easy thinking free
when rage is all you've got,
and white privilege, conveniently,
in charge of every thought.
It's a cage known as THE COMFORT ZONE,
which fears of strange abuse
from changing habits to atone
for morals in disuse.
And so we find them destitute
of hope for future fun
without solving their next dispute...
by triggering their gun.
#violence
#LifeStruggles
#HumanRights
#ignorance
#inequality
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!!! Adult Content !!!
#sex
#violence
#philosophical #passion
#philosophical #passion
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Messenger Of Grief
Showing up unannounced
to deliver grim news
it is the worst part of the job
speaking of things
that will break them
for a lifetime
And those that have no answers
haunt and gnaw at you,
knowing that if that one piece of the puzzle
could be discovered
they could have closure
and as pained as they will always be,
they would never have to wonder
who it was that silenced that person they loved
Some embrace me,
after it sinks in,
steadying themselves
from being sucked into the depths
of that...
to deliver grim news
it is the worst part of the job
speaking of things
that will break them
for a lifetime
And those that have no answers
haunt and gnaw at you,
knowing that if that one piece of the puzzle
could be discovered
they could have closure
and as pained as they will always be,
they would never have to wonder
who it was that silenced that person they loved
Some embrace me,
after it sinks in,
steadying themselves
from being sucked into the depths
of that...
#violence
#death
#escape #responsibility
#escape #responsibility
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Netflix & Kill
Netflix and chill seems to be the motto, an excuse to hang out while getting all blotto!
To chill with one another, and hopefully get it on!? However, sometimes, it can go terribly wrong.
Tarquin was scrolling on Facebook, just having a gooseys, when he sees a status by a dorris called Lucy...
"Can any1 suggest any good serial killer documentaries?" Tarquin then commented underneath it. "Yes, I know plenty!"
They started to banter, back and forth on the comments, from flirting to cherpsing and chatting some nonsense.
...
To chill with one another, and hopefully get it on!? However, sometimes, it can go terribly wrong.
Tarquin was scrolling on Facebook, just having a gooseys, when he sees a status by a dorris called Lucy...
"Can any1 suggest any good serial killer documentaries?" Tarquin then commented underneath it. "Yes, I know plenty!"
They started to banter, back and forth on the comments, from flirting to cherpsing and chatting some nonsense.
...
#romantic
#murder
#violence
#drugs
#dating
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did i live?
a dusty mask and a old chair
with a scenery of my life
O life,in the end i fell down from that chair
and questioned softly did i live?
while i am falling down
people were happy not me
suddenly,i travelled time
O dusty mask it wasn't funny
finally,but only regret is left
for me to choose,I've chosen by god
the liver is pulled,my throat went down
I've fallen down and everything went dark
with a scenery of my life
O life,in the end i fell down from that chair
and questioned softly did i live?
while i am falling down
people were happy not me
suddenly,i travelled time
O dusty mask it wasn't funny
finally,but only regret is left
for me to choose,I've chosen by god
the liver is pulled,my throat went down
I've fallen down and everything went dark
#violence
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