Beatings Poems - Poems about Beatings

...Sri Lal Crows i. I come from nowhere, and I have nowhere to go, I tell the crow perched on a low neem branch beyond the Periyar River. He agrees. He and I are free. We speak the sam......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Nick Tipton lived a quiet life, west Kentucky, in rolling hills; been farming there for ten years, all according to his own will. This simple li......Read the rest...

...Pain settles in quite instantly your senses are totally unprepared for this graveness the notion to sleep sets in like an energetic twilight phase the injury abruptly strangles thought my ears......Read the rest...

...-cept' you B presents in the demeaner you R in I AM ON THE BEATING PATH- ReSiStIn trapped in nightmare dreamer RECALLING I AM ON THE BEATING PATH- Whom am I to be emo......Read the rest...

... I hide between the ragged breaths of my heart Crawl to where \ time be not where be \ the all \ of the all where I find You \ my God my solace my peace my hope ......Read the rest...

...tender so those the voices that laden calls unto me beautiful the rekindle words spoken lovely told harsh the cool brisk winds nurtured sparks kindling temps winds music softy pla......Read the rest...

...I’ve recently been reading a book that reminded me of how little I am in this humongous world It reminded me of how many boys with the same pigment as me, it reminded me of how many girls Grow u......Read the rest...

...NAMELESS My friend, I shall remain nameless Not that I am ashamed of who I am It’s just that you don’t need to know And all those myths and lies can wait It will not be me standing at the gate......Read the rest...

...?For the basis of love, it's always sweet ?? ?As if it will last whenever the love is deep ?? ?The bond which seemed to be unbreakable ?To no avail, the promises are unbearable ......Read the rest...

...I remember every punch and every kick. Every strike with the leather belt every beating With the stick. I remember every bone that they made crack The blood from the whip and the times my Ey......Read the rest...

...Breaking news the land of the free is now broken Our Divided States of America is turning third-world Who let the government place their destructive hands over my fragile uterus The ones......Read the rest...

...The pain we suffered I thought was buried deep. But it's raised it's ugly head again when awake and When we sleep. There names and the beatings with bat paddle and stick The inhumane circui......Read the rest...

...If we want to see less people looking back in anger, We need to give them more to look forward to, Like old age, Like 3 square meals a day, Like being listened to, Like less waiting time for tha......Read the rest...

...i welcomed you into my life, into my life. not aware that i would soon turn into your victim. the constant persistence always wanting things to go your way. soon turned me into your punching bag......Read the rest...

...The thing came green like kale I’ve needed to toss out for days–and bought on sale and removed edges browning and bent in with the texture like tips of my dead kinky hair. The thing came l......Read the rest...