Assassin Poems

The Man in Black

A man with eyes so brown
Walked into town
A large dog in tow
Who he is no one knows

Wearing a suit of black
Carrying a gun against his back
A vest that will protect
Everyone is suspect

An absolute professional
Leaves guilt in the confessional
Never misses his mark
Both in the light and the dark

When he is near
You will know fear
Staring at you

Ma, Pet Assassin

Chubs is gravely flat.
We remove our hats.
Her wheel deflated him—
Chubs, my cuddly cat.

Flounder is lying flat,
ambling on his back.
Her croutons choked him—
Flounder, my friendly catfish.

Gopher is resting back-flat,
striking position for naps.
Her diabolical chocolate gateau
snuffed him out almost.

Gopher rose once again,
my mangy mutt, back-to-life. 
Ma decried; she'd die
in a reindeer stampede

Artic Air Assassin

Blowing through my area for a few days
gust making temperature bitterly cold  
rushing underneath my coat; soo bold
penetrating my layers of clothing and boots
siphoning my body natural warmth 
hands throbs with pain; gloves no help
feet and face froze noticeably numb
leg bones stiffening as I continue to step  
restricting my singing and dancing blood

Intimidation from Jamaican Jay Townsend Johnson Henry my assassin

You came from Jamaica 
a lowly migrant climbing 
into my window sending 
me threats terrifying 
terrorizing my children 
shooting in my home 
for my American poetry 
devastating you held on 
to my abusive ex husband 
your gunman my hitman 
killed at my feet just in 
the nick of time I fled for 
my very life

ASSASSINATION

Assassin in my entity...
Discreet is my identity.
Marksmanship of sharp precision...
Targets - victims by decision.

An unknown caller on my phone
Following ceasing dial tone.
Fast and brief, our conversation...
Extraction of information.

Our secret meeting then takes place...
Through darkness - eyes without a face.
Their speech and talk of no surprise...
Tone of their voice, I recognise.

The offering of my contract...
To off

Assassin

Killing bit of soul everyday
Is only one gun hammer click away
Hidden behind the blanketed curtain
Hidden from sight so sure of a win
And shielded force from the light of day
A murderous horde of sold out souls
Claiming blood beating fearfully cold
For crimes of unwitting imagination
Committed and unsuccessfully sold
Without communication

The Assassin Knight

I was once a reckless vagabond
Exploring the world with a brave heart and an empty  hand
People fear the sound of my name
For I am wild, savage, and untamed

I’ve fought countless of battles and win them all 
I’ve caused numbers of nations to fall 
I’ve burned my enemies down to the ground
The swinging swords has

An Assassin of the Deep

Signal fires by the second ignite the abyss
Only an assassin of the deep that knows not to miss
Love in the universe more than defines this
Darkness is given more than a trillionth kiss
Snaking through the galaxy distruction in its hiss
Identifying as a rock it will leave a mark on this premiss
Gone will be all worries brought

An Equitable Assassin Trying To Be Nice

"An Equitable Assassin Trying to be Nice" 


...he 

slides the coldies 
across the table,
the beer, American

not as sharp, 
but slides down 
quick, smoothly

clean 
cold
crisp

he thinks,
lips ripe
for kissing

the prints warm
the motive missing
somewhere lost in the hallelujahs

Jacob’s Ladder 
crawling with 
footprints

hands, fingers  
and lips
all over glass walls

Snow White
doesn’t sleep 
at all, but ...

cool as a block

About Heart Attack

How do they hit us: Rude shocks?
You wait until your heart locks:
From sent clinic: the raw facts,
With God making the last parts...

Coronary a seizure, 
Quite silly exact measure;
The plague you may just picture
For a straight warning lecture:
Heart attack an assassin
That strikes bases not on sin...

Sure, its a Cardiac Arrest
Working closely with unrest:
For the famous who

Let Down

Sharp pain in my side! Big reaction!
For a stabber I'll show no compassion!
I search 'neath my clothes;
Oops! No crime, I suppose
When Sir Underwire is the assassin !

Your Murderer

this city I already know
I've been dying on it since forever
I killed every bit of illusion here
I was bad and I was naive and I was good
there is no street that hasn't made me cry
the trees serve as witnesses
they saw me dodging the assassins
that finally killed my dreams
it's not that I gave up
I just got

Alliterative Assassin

While Wendy* writes with whimsy, wit,
Poor Peter pens pedantic prose.
Sonya spins sublime, sweet sonnets,
Bernardo’s ballads badly blow.

How heavenly has Heather honed,
Alas, Alicia: anguish, angst.
Tammy’s timbre: thrilling, tasteful.
Ralph’s rhymes: repeating, rarely ranked.

Seems some sing sharp, succinct, short songs;
Oft others’ odes, odd, obfuscate.
Muses marking / missing meter,
Enrapture else excruciate.

—————

*nobody known knowingly named

for the Alliteration - Old or

Oh That Colourful Design

OH THAT COLOURFUL DESIGN…

That colourfully designed  paper that can make one insane…
Crazily sought after by young and old,
Humans live on it till they die
Always throwing men into mayhem.

Preferred above nature
Preferred above love
Preferred above the beings
Even above the universe.

Religious houses,homes,society are in trouble,
Can make you powerful with it
And hopeless without it.

A scarce tool which everyone

Assassin

Assassin

 Jinnatul Hossain Tanim

 Listen, listen, listen, ungrateful, unfaithful assassin has dreamed of liberation. 

In the Second World War, the world leader Hitler whispered the wreckage of the wreckage of the world.

 How many crores in plunder, how many miles, All written in Israel, 

Listen, listen, listen, listen, heretics, beasts, the cries of the newborn

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