Armoury Poems - Poems about Armoury

...KING OF NAPOLI (PT. 2) Bright Altar of the bloodless sacrifice, sweatless stains drenched your jerseys. Which armoury delivers this season's Scudetto? It's the masked number 9 that emerges our ......Read the rest...

...You love animals - so now go and sleep with them, stop moaning about oil, you're lucky we have some, get off the racial kick, you're in motherland you dick, put your airbrush away, better it shoul......Read the rest...

...A LEGEND BETTER THAN HAKIMI Back in '94 partying, Gabriel met Christina, frolicking and they really got personal. They married though she's 30 years younger and were happily married for 20 ye......Read the rest...

...MARRIAGE GOALS What a colossal list and express phenomenal; I enlist the daily dose of making her laugh like Hyena, And evoke unseasonal smile like Harley Quin, Unleash all romantic poetic ar......Read the rest...

...A valiant soldier stands before me Eyes flooding with tears. In one mere teardrop I see significance, joy and fears. I see experience and courage And wisdom beyond years. Battles fought. Some......Read the rest...

...I SHOT THE PREACHER MAN™ The David in me shot the Goliath in the PreacherMan. Arrant debacle of the anointed one And dark child claiming identity of God's son. Am just a little boy and not bein......Read the rest...

... What could be said of chains? If not armoury, after what’s left What could be said of armoury? If not injury, after the scars What could be said of injury? If not a name, left on lips of......Read the rest...

...The Immeasurable silence Broken only by a haunting tune. playing the lyrics of a warbling taste, Lifts the atmosphere in the room. The gloom we assume from the outdoor, Sweeps inside like a d......Read the rest...

...I AM® I am Arthur, Cupid and the edge of a bow Soldier of 9 lives in this generation of hue His armoury brandished by men And sculpted by the One God, Broken, battered and buried soul In dis......Read the rest...

...Before the butchery - Beasts from hell came with vulgar armoury. We heard the perverts marching on mud of breasts, Trampling tender veins, and Sprouts of milk ceased to shoot. In the Armageddo......Read the rest...

...Don’t stalk my territory again Stealing my sleep Making me cry in vain Which under servitude you can no longer keep Whether all the weapons on Earth you deploy To cull your desire To employ ......Read the rest...

...Homes broken, futures stolen Lives shattered Children, men and women forsaken Beauties and cuties battered Family members scattered Matrimonial vows broken Values down watered Untruths spok......Read the rest...

...There's no way to go back, sometimes I wish there was, we'd pluck out the highlights, just simply because; I'm not going to give a catalogue, a long moan, rather some reflections, when being home-......Read the rest...

...The Lay of Sir Donald (Or: Le Chanson de Donald) An orange man – of red and trailing tie, Small hands, and copious twitter-feed – sing I! Most staunch ’gainst Saracen and Mede is he, Bare-ar......Read the rest...

...Hall of Silent Women in valhala in a far corner of this martial paradise is one small unobtrusive hall above the heavy iron door these words are faintly inscribed “ the war department re......Read the rest...