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Violence Food Poems | Violence Poems About Food

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Details | Couplet |

A peach and a speech

The bigger/the richer/the faster the peach, 
the better the chance to catch up someone's speech.

Volodymyr Knyr

Copyright © Volodymyr Knyr | Year Posted 2014

Details | Lyric |

Don't Fall

~Don’t Fall ~

Yet another restless night
Bad dreams every other hour
I turn on the light hoping 
It will calm me down 
Yet it takes me back in time
And there he stands
Like a shadow in the night 
Naked as can be 
Laughing an evil laugh
As he says to me
Mio Piccola Puttana
I can’t let him get to me
So please teardrops

~Don’t Fall~

I look into the mirror
I see that pasty skin
Paired with double chins
I think to myself starving won’t Even get the fat off
Fast enough
I feel so defeated yet still
I tell myself 

~Don’t Fall~

Looking for a way out
I feel like I am stuck inside my Past
Reliving every moment
One after another
It feels like it is happening all over Again
I feel the tears in my eyes so I say
Teardrops please

~Don’t Fall~

Now I can see him in the faces of Strangers
I feel so alone and out of place
I still force myself to get up each Day
Even though I want to hide 
It is such a struggle 
Day after day
And to add to the pain 
I have to make sure those

~Don’t Fall~

If you touch me I might break
If you are hear to see me 
Please don’t hurt me 
That I wouldn’t be able to take
Know that I am like a dam ready To break
So if you were to hug me 
Hold my hand or touch me 
In any other comforting way
This dam may break 
And there won’t be any telling 
The tears 

~Don’t Fall~

Copyright © Jeanna York | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

pecking snail



Pecking Snail
The pecking snail will kill you. He's a rare creature. Prone to acts of war and violence. This includes eating people he doesn't like. If you smell badly, you'll be his next meal. Sweat drives the pecking snail mad. Like blood drives a psychopath mental. Unlike the psycho, the pecking snail needs no weapons. Even if he wanted to, he can't hold a mini-gun, he's got no hands. His weapons are his pecking snail teeth. A million pecks a second reducing you to mush. He laps this up and basks in the sun, full. If you see the pecking snail, run like hell. He will eat you if he catches you.

Copyright © nick armbrister jimmy boom semtex | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Maganda Clippin' Snail Number 2

Maganda Clippin' Snail Number 2
The clippin' snail is hungry. It wants to eat choice red flesh that's mildly paranoid. Pumped full of adrenaline before being butchered. Aggressive men taste the best. At least in the clippin' snail's view. How he loves to feast on murderers, terrorists, soldiers, mental cases and a few more choice cuts. Made by aliens and slightly damaged by ignorant humans, the clippin' snail is a maganda eatin' machine. And very beautiful and so carefree in its killing. All to eat and make things better. But the clippin' snail is lonely. And there's a vacancy. Do you want to be a number 2 clippin' snail? One rule: no vegetarians or vegans.

Copyright © nick armbrister jimmy boom semtex | Year Posted 2015