Aftermaths Poems - Poems about Aftermaths

...She is not made of atoms, but aftermaths— the kind that linger in a room long after the lights remember to flicker back on. Her spine? An origami of fallen yesterdays, creased by collapse, b......

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...UNDERBELLIES What underbelly is this containing quiet grasping greed for my magical sword gifted to me by St Michael ? What underbelly is this that deciphers my Heart thro......

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...Soul Breaking Lies whispered, Seeking escape, Soaked in caged deceit; Mimes mocking withering Posies, left parched and sundered— Suspended beneath obscured dusks, Dripping amidst blinding a......

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...Bathing with Bathsheba By Mark D. Stucky As you bathed bare below the high palace were you intentionally seductive? The citadel was in plain view, and so apparently wer......

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...Each day presents a choice of paths As we journey through life’s meadow, Seldom do we foresee the aftermaths Making our way in sun and shadow, Knowing not what the future may hold ......

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...I am burdened with the knowledge of a million aftermaths. My mind splits each possibility, each more real than the last. Each path is unnaturally woven with rapid memories. As I reach mor......

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...I can bring you a holy war. Of souls and sour things… I feel your slings and arrows of poison sight! I dealt with your Hypocrisy your lies, your bitter night. I simmer in your black bile of se......

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...20 years ago, In New York City, ......

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...Poetic justice is real Here is the ultimate deal Things come back and bite you So your retaliation and anger should be few Smack in the middle of the back. Things will come around and track. ......

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...Some aftermaths burst unseen within, as aftershocks of sorrow, arriving as electric jolts that crash through your skin. Those shockwaves subside, twinkle out like embers; the Kleenex runs out......

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...Six years after the atomic bomb Plunked down in Hiroshima Tearing people into pieces Dali was still losing sleep over it He begins to collect strips and struts Developing a surreal idea of wh......

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...Here I sit alone Alone in the dark No light anywhere Not even a little spark The lights went out Halfway through the storm Life tomorrow will be Nothing like the norm. Hurricane Zeta Ca......

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...Can’t help that I am dangerous but cautious Been in situations that left me broke down in this world lost in this Feel the pain that has drained my eyes peeled my skin away Aftermaths of traumas......

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...AMASOWONMWAN At arm's, I am but your brethren, Ne pas comrade Pour food, most have sold Their Honors for gold Others, a pot of pottage The tree only bends to the wind Because it doesn'......

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...There is rumbling in the skies It’s not thunder Babies sound a chorus of cries Where is mother? They have mastered the drill To take cover Prayer the only sanctuary, they stay still Survive ......

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