Assassinate Poems | Examples

Your anonymous blog

Your anonymous blog

To my face you are kindness itself:
cheerful, always upbeat,

but in your anonymous blog
you rip me apart.

You press your thumb and forefinger on each side,
hold, pull and rend,
and rupture my very innards.

You focus on me,
my life, my words, my actions and my body
like you are a Celestron Telescope
searching for every single crater and irregularity.

With an Ultima Barlow lens
and your Leica M9 18MP
You grab each natural image
and then rearrange reality with
your precious, perversely persuasive, periscopic Photoshop technique.

poetic liberty has leased you a license to assassinate,
humiliate,
decimate,
invalidate,
severely lambaste,
and mockingly castrate
everything that I identify as me.

literary freedom allows you to liberally fabricate,
mutilate,
denigrate,
incriminate,
scathingly castigate,
and maliciously urinate
on what others think of me.

To my face you are kind beyond selflessness,
but on your online beat,
your anonymous malevolence
sets you apart
from all the others
that have ever wanted
to write me up,
put me down,
and publish me out.

— Zumwalt (2011)  (used by permission from zumpoems.com)

Be Responsible With Your Words

People of God
Let us be responsible
With what we speak
It's easy to accuse a person
Something you can't prove
That's irresponsibility
Don't accuse anyone
If anything you can't prove
Not even your enemies
And don't talk against 
Someone on their backs
Don't backbite anyone
When they don't know
What you're talking about
Don't destroy their reputation
Don't character assassinate them 
Even though they are considered your enemies 
That's why He said love your enemies 
Be responsible with your words 
A person who's irresponsible with his words
Is a person that is not worth one centavo of respect.

Consequential Prez

Trump says, Consequential Prez gets shot at,
Might e’en say, beauties ‘lone molested get!
Checked, if he felt all fine,  
Found, bitter than quinine--
A kind who e’en when clean-bowled, yells ‘how’s that’. 
_____________________________
Happenings |23.09.2024| humour, USA, Political 

Poet’s note: There was a second unsuccessful attempt to assassinate Trump. Luckily safe, he was quick to turn the incident unto some kind of bragging points in his favour. Yet perhaps only an inconsequential man loves to project him as consequential.

Rotten Fruitlet

Fruitlet is dangling on branches of trees.
Trees’ branches bearing leaves.
Leaves, green, yellow or brown dwindling.
Dwindling due to vicious strong winds raging.

At the tree’s foot, rotten leaves and fruit snooze.
Leaves snoozing dead fertilize the earth.
Earth to receive falling fruit to break.
To break and deliver her stone alive.

Alive, stone will sprout and feed on dead meadow.
Dead meadow grass will fodder fruitlet’s stone.
Stone to spring young from rotten ovary;
Ovary’s filth to produce a clean shrub.

Shrub, cruel humans will chopper.
Chopper to assassinate mother trees.
Mother trees who are the ecosystem.
Ecosystem agonizing human’s vicious attitudes;
Vicious attitudes of us hominids shatter the lot.

Poem by Ndabuli Mugisho

Knockout

Knockout!
Drop the bowling ball on Putin’s head
See how the multi coloured ball
Adds another colour to its rainbow hue
Now bloody red with a bit of brains yellow
Not that Putin ever had a brain to use
His disastrous Putin War in Ukraine
Bled his pretty military dead and white
If only he’d attacked Japan as planned
Tokyo would be his with that entire tech
Instead Ukrainian KGB guys got him
And took him bowling in Kiev
His head was a skittle now flat


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Nick Armbrister and other writers

Losing Paradise

Paradise lost

We danced with thieves with murderous intent
The laughter and fun were screams of utter depravity
Did God assassinate the angels as semen ran 
From fruitless loins.
Blood dripped as rain from heaven’s elaborate steps 
Paradise is lost. Adam molested his sons.
Eleven daughters produced twenty new life a settlement
Began the first in human history
While Eve had a tempestuous affair with the snake of lust.
When Adam got old someone stole his honesty
He had wanted to play the oboe.
From this immoral beginning, animals in the jungle cried
The obscene humans were unstoppable 
And now, and now, we wait for the nuclear war to commence

Assological Magic

?                                  Help is to Assist 
                                    Mingle is to Associate 
                                       Believe is to Assume 
                                         Lost is to be Asstray 
                                         Attack is to Assault 
                                       Kill is to assassinate
                                     To be creative you need Asspiration 
                                    To confirm is to Assert 
                                 To be amazed is to be Asstonished 
                               If you are shocked ,you are Asstounded 
                            If you have a headache ,you need an Asspirin 
                          Simply you have been Assimilated .

Biography

Biography 
 
I have tried to make a biography of myself
I managed three pages and found my life was so boring
it was not worth the effort.
I began fantasizing I had been a general in the foreign legion
worked in central Africa as in security agent
finding out of people who wanted a free country and not influenced 
by Franc`s interest in the region.
Unfortunate people were thrown into jail and some of them executed.
I helped France installing presidents who took bribes 
and followed the will of the French.
Later on, Paris, I got information that someone was trying 
to assassinate the De Gaulle, they were disgruntled officer that had
fled Algeria when France gave it independence, by doing so
was to make the region a Francophone sphere.
As an agent, I reported this the crazy generals went through with it
and an attempt on De Gaulle´s life followed.
Of course, the plot was thwarted and the guilty shot.
I got bad conscience about my work left the legion and got a job as a cook in the merchant navy, and that is nothing to write about.

We Diss Then Cancel

We Diss, Then Cancel
By: Miracle man
August 5, 2020

Do all run the risk of being canceled today,
Or is this an addition to millennial word play?
We take up a sign when thinking things offend,
we assassinate character and are too thin skinned.
Everything’s become racist in some person’s eye,
we think that protesting gets a slice of the pie.
Today some advocate, that past history, we delete,
curriculum without history is education incomplete.
Lacking veracity, we diss others when we can,
with hearts filled with hate for our fellow man.


Ecclesiastes 12:13
“Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.”

Dissident

She knows
To well
Her country

Irina Ratushinskaya

Its people
He sprouts
The truth

Mohammed  Abbou

They don’t want to hear it
Amongst these people

Riad Al-turk

As they do
What evil does

Shirin Ebad

Tape her mouth
Plug her ears
Freedom of mind
Is hers

Hina Jilani

He’s mad
She’s crazy

Liu Xiaobo

See what they made us do
As we had to
Lock him up
Beat her
Assassinate them

Gao Zhisheng

For our safety
So we can continue
Our human rights abuses
Without exposure

Sima Semar

To speak 
To think a thousand words
Of lement

Arnold Tsunga

Of lose
Of value
Of respect
Basic human rights
Really

Zainah Anwar

For women
And child

Olara Otunnu

It is all
So clear
To them
Is what
They have in common

Yoani Sanchez

Communion
As with
Percussion
Prison
Endless torture

Francisco Soberon

Starvation
But no 
Salvation

Julian Assange

Is it worth it?
It is to him
And her
And them
For there 
People
For us
Really

Conspiracy Theories

Do I believe in conspiracy theories? 
Do I believe that powerful people would get together regularly, 
and plan certain outcomes that would benefit them exclusively?
Do I believe that powerful interests would operate unlawfully, 
and even kill people possibly?
Do I believe that secret government agencies, 
might on occasion feel the need,
to assassinate someone and cover it up covertly?
Naaah!
I believe that everything in America and the world is open for all to see, 
and that powerful people always play by the rules religiously,
for the benefit of everybody.

* NOTE: The conclusion above was stated sarcastically.

Nobody Answered

Friends are absent 
Different dimension I’m simply happy 
Attempts to assassinate my character must be embarrassing
Make no amends for all your scripted bashing 

How confused of me thinking back how it use to be 
I trust no one , the system is using me 
I have no hope in people that use to mean 
The world to me 

Forced to race with all my aspirations at the same time 
I say fine I can handle multiple minds  at once. 

A difficult mountain for some but I climbed it once 
I find the young resigning  from what’s destine because of perspective 
False investments in finding true self 
Remaining selfish 
Just to impress men

No need to feel threatened by true self

The Premise

They were sitting in an old-fashioned coffee house unraveling the beans
Little nuggets of wisdom not coated in sugar not creamed by distortion

Is the concept of minimal maxims truly axiomatic when we promise each
other to be of altruistic and selfless composure just discussing an argument

I shall buy you another round of caffeine infusion it helps to concentrate
on general truths like only finding solutions from rightful beginnings and logic

Existence comes before essence let us live to the fundamental potential of
talking the talk and walking the walk on that long road of questions and mind

Should we not metaphorically speaking assassinate that honest asseveration
persevere deliberate bite the bullet that fact lies in the eye of a sharp needle

I forgot to bring my nook split hooks today I feel naked can you not see it
The fabric of meaning is a bit stitched up today but the coffee hits home

Valid reasoning from a sound premise (the coffee house) to a grand finale
Whose paradigm what dictum which virtue or just idle talk brewing to where

How Will They Hurt Me This Time

take away the pain
pull it for my simple minded 
cultural institution
unofficially assassinate 
the view to the deed
give all who know,
a shiny old award of singing 
dripped in federal money 
covered dew 
shape it up 
in lie-berries of congress fruit   
and blend it up 
to taste as euphemistic

Love Loop

Arrows on your chest, look!! 
Brain said so, with a frown.
Cupids! Assassinate my brain next time 
Do it with the love venom, As 
Experiences shutters my heart for further experiments  
Frozen heart was deprived its right to be warm 
Gender unbiased, the story is in a loop
Help ! can't  get out, help! can't  get out.
I,  me, myself. She , her herself; acts of selfishness  crept      
Joy was never found, being a  toy was the perfect analog   
Kisses and hugs became strangers 
Lips became blind
Mastering destiny wasn’t as easy as we thought 
Never did we want to let each other go 
Over and over again, the 
Poor destiny was blamed, despite being innocent.
Quietly but unwillingly destiny was the scapegoat yet again
”R.I.P destiny," said us with ease 
Silence was yet again the music 
The depressed vocal chords was yet again  in 
Unison with my fear and despair
Visions of my heart 
Whistled through the infinite path 
Xeroxing all the spams, The brain 
Yelled “my heart  you are a
Zero”

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