Besmeared Poems - Poems about Besmeared

...The butcher in a trance this death then many more The cleaver paused in motion destruction to the fore The blood is pooling downward in images besmeared Its stain a violent crimson ......

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...Out the window my dream go Escaped from the clutches of self Wandering the streets beggarly A holigan besmeared in slime and guts Where is my dream? Where is the world I hoped to see myself? Wh......

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...These are English translations of Urdu poems by Faiz Ahmad Faiz. Speak! by Faiz Ahmed Faiz loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Speak, while your lips are still free. Sp......

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...Leave me colorless Fill me with an oversized anecdote besmeared on my thoughtlessness I have no stories for you my second No war crimes for you my first No love for you my third For after all I ......

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...The selfsame page echoes wordlessly like barren lord To write in characters of light, Oh! bucket headed bard Understand, art-like slumber must set-the soul free Beyond time's fabric walls, in boun......

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...FOR YOU NICOLE The night the blood on the sod Looks your birthday apron that Wipes off a murderer's sweat. Hands besmeared with slime, Smell of putrid snick,maniac Who has to inherit a corn......

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...fetishized lament echoed from colourfully besmeared winding sheet devouring luminosity become my pivotal infringement vigorous luminosity somethin' s wrong with her transcript -the......

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...Meaningful From the moor cries were genuine Not betrayal it was A cosmetic topped democratic Poor quarrels were hopeful Lying down in icy cool Majority of halves, got torture being fool......

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...(Blood Moon) Fulsome Cynthia languishes for her nightly rendezvous' Besmeared in bloody red she stands before sun god Glowingly glides towards Endymion to solemnise their vows While his moth......

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...I Am Jesus! I Am Judas! I am Jesus! I am Judas! Was newly engraved on the arm of my dear loved child. 'When?', asked I, 'Why so?', I trembled, I hated the very idea of the body, A gift of god ......

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...COPLA TREINTA Y SEIS: This Bad Guy World On the international plane Yi Jing’s advice might even fail: Lone man lame duck Engage not the enemy lone Bad Guy on his own will turn tail: Let run......

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...You were once good to me, We both had fun, We were hopeful, Ambitious, Mint in our time, Your voice was soft, With lips that I lust, Elegant in your structure of thought, Spellbound by wo......

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...The wolves were hunting food And sighted grazing sheep; The pack encircled them, Deciding which to keep. As Wolfman joined the hunt, The leader brought one down, And killed it in a flash - It died w......

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