Beast Poems - Poems about Beast

In a gentle manner..There is emphasis on care.' Protect and Save the eco-system.' Thats already 'out there' yet the rhetoric Becomes dragonlike.' Should you err.? 2020 was an intro.' There Will be more He will dare.' Lahina saw fire..Did it fall from The sky.' What will you sacrifice? When the real test is nigh' Will you bow as a pagan?...

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The clouds were moving swiftly across the darkened sky The howling wind raced through the trees the leaves were flying by His heart was beating like a drum that pounded in his chest Trying to release the demon long ago at rest His body started to convulse it shook without control In one more minute he would lose the last part of his soul Transformed into a...

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I test the winds every day because I live in a forest I am a pyromaniac, but I do want to prevent forest fires Today the wind is calm; it is a great day to scare the neighbors. I drag twelve boxes out, stuff two with paper and light it up Fire is not a steady lover; she is...

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a r~a~g~i~n~g beast that r~o~a~r~e~d loud through dry grasslands e~m~b~l~a~z~o~n~e~d just like sunlight rays in forested ~s~e~a~s~ a glowing friend who radiates love's embrace a relentless enemy that rides on a wild horse a beacon of hope that beams brilliant stories ...

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[Verse 1] They built their fences high and wide, White porches where their secrets hide. Laughed in rooms where he’d never belong, Called him Beast when he walked too strong. No shoes, no name, just dirt and fire, Scars from hands and hired liars. He kept his voice down, learned to crawl— But they still prayed he’d never stand tall. [Verse 2] She came in...

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Here rests the realm of the thorn-tongued truth ~ a mortal mirage of doomed pentacles, where forks and kettles speak the language of witchery, the dialects of the diabolical, listening as feral desires fill the aquatic hues beyond eclipsed chambers, chained with lunatic gold ~ where the beast impregnates the beauty, and awaits the birth of a tragedy, born from karmic fangs carving...

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Enjoy the hunt. Savour the kill. Sinew and bone. Blood let to spill. Such little flesh. Least have your fill. Was not to live. Only the thrill. These woods are mine. I stalk this place. Of twisted mind. Outwitting pace. Driven to hide. Drunken on chase. You think me lost. Drawn to your trace. Skin my cover. As be yours soon. Beguiling trickster. Lyre or loon. Quick to tire. In heat of noon. Your final darkness. Night without...

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A Beast Only once you took my innocence away your perverseness the mind to sway I fled the house and climbed a tree The fear that gripped me I’ll never be free When you went back to your drink My sanity pushed to the very brink Fear and anxiety crushing my soul My mother I searched for me to console Tears streaming but no...

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wrapped in courtesy and generosity a brutal predator protected from you by a code to cherish the tender and vulnerable the shining knight you give your love the dark monster you keep your dirty secret where passion flows is not your choice you chose, though prey he consumes princess he adores vile angel chivalrous beast match made in heaven (and hell) true love ...

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Sun slowly peeps its head in the east, Bird barbet flies towards its nest, ...

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The Zebra has a puzzling name, Alphabet letters strangely cast, It finishes off with the first, After starting off with the last! The Zebra is a cunning beast, It blends with the waving grass, With stripes upon its body and head And even stripes upon its – legs! ...

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he brove a garrid oom deemotted uve and lookied goom eek eek he seddle as his bladed morble hoom around the camp fire all agogged this tale hooed awoy awoy then fobble fo such gory scary tooed he brove a garrid oom his beast now dead by morble blade hay hay to victory and all aglad they stayed ...

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The Beast is in the yard. Says he's a vegetarian, But I wonder at the blood. He has a verbiage that means naught! As a Beast, He eats a lot. My neighbors, friends, and workers disappear! Their wives...

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Hanging hope on garden roses Licking love from silver spoons On the run in tundras frozen Throwing howls at the moon No true way to leave the castle Though you came here on your own Sometimes you are a prisoner Sometimes you’re on the throne Though his rugged mange offends you His venom’s nothing new Still he keeps...

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The thunderstorm slows, the rain abates There is that eerie wind, then silence that follows like a stray dog and you remember screaming as the rain poured in cursing, every curse you knew. And now all is silence, a steady drip in the kitchen And the raving maniac that you became is quiet, the fire forgotten for now But like the storm the...

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