Assassination Poems - Poems about 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 -...Read the rest...

A great man, bloodied upon the stage, Lifted high his fist in a fit of rage. “Fight! Fight! Fight!” was his Battle Cry. He lived through the trauma, too driven to die. A crooked man, intelligent but troubled and...Read the rest...

With sadness, that never ceased, I watched your Father shot on live television. I was living in Chicago and Elena, a baby in my arms asleep. Your Father, Robert had just won California and “on to Chicago” was...Read the rest...

In a letter curt and bitter cold, Words like ice, sharp and bold. A missive wielded with willful disdain, Dismissive of all warmth, maliciously slain. Lines etched with callous pen, Rejection sealed, again and again. No comfort found, no writer even...Read the rest...

Assassins of the night, trying to take one's breath in his sleep Lurking in the shadow like a coward till the night is deep That noxious gray mist they cast that stops his breath Like...Read the rest...

Seven Mossad Agents came to Norway a winter day when a snow drowns the needs of the homeless asleep in a shop's doorway absorbing the sarcastic smell of coffee and the aroma of a Napoleon cream cake. Their...Read the rest...

Flaws people whose bones, Lives in glass houses should not Be throwing stones....Read the rest...

Assassination of President Kennedy The tank ship was on the way to Kingston in Jamaica The sea was deep blue, the weather calm, In a few hours, we could stretch our legs and have a beer...Read the rest...

An old dying king to name successor: Likely, his first son, a feared oppressor; Even, the speed of his new kompressor, Quick prayers to God, The Intercessor, His name for three full hours Mind Changer. “Don’t let the king enthrone...Read the rest...

She scrambled from where she sat in the back seat climbing onto the trunk of that long luxurious Lincoln not to escape an assassin's assault as many assumed but to collect the shards of skull and bits of brain that had been blown back onto it as...Read the rest...

Trusting almost got me killed, Love hurts more than I can imagine, And being real still got me hated. The street has never been rosy, The potbellied men got money for election malpractices But can't feed the poor masses. Today they...Read the rest...

Mahatma Gandhi: Oct.2, 1869-Jan.30,1948 In Birla House, his gatherings Bapu Greeted with prayers, solace, and comfort And cheerfully rose, clasping hands with few Humming Vashnava Jana To in sort. In frisky style Bapu exited door To trail of family and friends...Read the rest...

One in many tens, She reaches the Moon, The Moon is conspicuous, It palpates the Sun. An unwritten thaumaturgy, You wonder her crime She quivers in melancholy, Crimson puddle of dreams & reality, Why some colors never mix? Pressed against the wall, Beneath the invisible...Read the rest...

Assassination, A dead nation!...Read the rest...

It was brief and short sad moment of time That still flashes and rings in the painful memory of the country Enjoying and his wife Mary Todd the play 'Our American Cousin' In the midst of the laughter...Read the rest...