Poems About Violence Published by Members Recently Online
#violence
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 10:15pm
30th Apr 2024 10:15pm
The Beast in the Red Dress
#dirty
#erotic
#violence
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10 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
10th Feb 2024 9:46pm
10th Feb 2024 9:46pm
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
229 reads
2 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
10th Feb 2024 9:46pm
10th Feb 2024 9:46pm
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
229 reads
2 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
10th Feb 2024 9:46pm
10th Feb 2024 9:46pm
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
229 reads
2 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
10th Feb 2024 9:46pm
10th Feb 2024 9:46pm
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
229 reads
2 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
27th Apr 2018 2:05am
27th Apr 2018 2:05am
There Will Be No Pity For Those Who Insist
There exists a fine line between seduction and demand.
A plague looms among the informed,
the evidence hitting closer to home.
In selfish need,
I'm seeing hatred born
and despite our penchant
for a gratifying instant,
the retreat and outright refusal
to be harassed and manipulated
must be revered as a bold stance
to get this world back on track.
If she's not smiling and responsive,
and your probing appendage
warrants no interest,
will losing your mind,
exerting your will (and force) ...
A plague looms among the informed,
the evidence hitting closer to home.
In selfish need,
I'm seeing hatred born
and despite our penchant
for a gratifying instant,
the retreat and outright refusal
to be harassed and manipulated
must be revered as a bold stance
to get this world back on track.
If she's not smiling and responsive,
and your probing appendage
warrants no interest,
will losing your mind,
exerting your will (and force) ...
#women
#violence
645 reads
8 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
27th Apr 2018 2:05am
27th Apr 2018 2:05am
There Will Be No Pity For Those Who Insist
There exists a fine line between seduction and demand.
A plague looms among the informed,
the evidence hitting closer to home.
In selfish need,
I'm seeing hatred born
and despite our penchant
for a gratifying instant,
the retreat and outright refusal
to be harassed and manipulated
must be revered as a bold stance
to get this world back on track.
If she's not smiling and responsive,
and your probing appendage
warrants no interest,
will losing your mind,
exerting your will (and force) ...
A plague looms among the informed,
the evidence hitting closer to home.
In selfish need,
I'm seeing hatred born
and despite our penchant
for a gratifying instant,
the retreat and outright refusal
to be harassed and manipulated
must be revered as a bold stance
to get this world back on track.
If she's not smiling and responsive,
and your probing appendage
warrants no interest,
will losing your mind,
exerting your will (and force) ...
#women
#violence
645 reads
8 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
30th May 2022 00:01am
30th May 2022 00:01am
When screaming is the last recourse you have
When rape gets mentioned
Here's a question asked more times
than one cares to recall
Just hearing those words
leaves a bloody bruised battered
taste in ones mouth
The answer always remains the same
That would be a fight to the death
Here's a question asked more times
than one cares to recall
Just hearing those words
leaves a bloody bruised battered
taste in ones mouth
The answer always remains the same
That would be a fight to the death
#violence
#abuse
#suffering
269 reads
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
30th May 2022 00:01am
30th May 2022 00:01am
When screaming is the last recourse you have
When rape gets mentioned
Here's a question asked more times
than one cares to recall
Just hearing those words
leaves a bloody bruised battered
taste in ones mouth
The answer always remains the same
That would be a fight to the death
Here's a question asked more times
than one cares to recall
Just hearing those words
leaves a bloody bruised battered
taste in ones mouth
The answer always remains the same
That would be a fight to the death
#violence
#abuse
#suffering
269 reads
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
30th May 2022 00:01am
30th May 2022 00:01am
When screaming is the last recourse you have
When rape gets mentioned
Here's a question asked more times
than one cares to recall
Just hearing those words
leaves a bloody bruised battered
taste in ones mouth
The answer always remains the same
That would be a fight to the death
Here's a question asked more times
than one cares to recall
Just hearing those words
leaves a bloody bruised battered
taste in ones mouth
The answer always remains the same
That would be a fight to the death
#violence
#abuse
#suffering
269 reads
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
1st Dec 2021 10:59pm
1st Dec 2021 10:59pm
Run Joe Run
believe it
you gone and done it
you got to run, Joe
but
what's chasing you
your conscience
or your sins
how do you run, Joe
when you're in deep
it wasn't right
to snuff her light
no it wasn't at all
what's that, Joe
she took your money
and your little baby
send them to her mama
she whored herself
to feed baby blue
but the knife
was in your hands
and she fell on it
who you kidding, Joe
you should've taken baby blue
and ran
you're done ...
you gone and done it
you got to run, Joe
but
what's chasing you
your conscience
or your sins
how do you run, Joe
when you're in deep
it wasn't right
to snuff her light
no it wasn't at all
what's that, Joe
she took your money
and your little baby
send them to her mama
she whored herself
to feed baby blue
but the knife
was in your hands
and she fell on it
who you kidding, Joe
you should've taken baby blue
and ran
you're done ...
#violence
#prison
#passion
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8 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
1st Dec 2021 10:59pm
1st Dec 2021 10:59pm
Run Joe Run
believe it
you gone and done it
you got to run, Joe
but
what's chasing you
your conscience
or your sins
how do you run, Joe
when you're in deep
it wasn't right
to snuff her light
no it wasn't at all
what's that, Joe
she took your money
and your little baby
send them to her mama
she whored herself
to feed baby blue
but the knife
was in your hands
and she fell on it
who you kidding, Joe
you should've taken baby blue
and ran
you're done ...
you gone and done it
you got to run, Joe
but
what's chasing you
your conscience
or your sins
how do you run, Joe
when you're in deep
it wasn't right
to snuff her light
no it wasn't at all
what's that, Joe
she took your money
and your little baby
send them to her mama
she whored herself
to feed baby blue
but the knife
was in your hands
and she fell on it
who you kidding, Joe
you should've taken baby blue
and ran
you're done ...
#violence
#prison
#passion
431 reads
8 Comments
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