Best Assassin Poems

He was a tall muscular man, dark-
haired and in the prime of his life.
In horror I watched him stumble and 
fall back, face up onto...

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Cherokee chamber,
where a pow wow stampeedes preconceptions of inheritence,
from Her beaded neck charms of chance & chains of change
glisten from opulent offerings of roots, corn...

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Yesterday,
when conscious slept,
anger was my shield,
fear my faithful sword.

When hatred contaminated my heart,
tears ached for tranquillity,
polluted in guilt from selfish greed.

Life can be a disaster...

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“The broken pieces of our heart like shards of glass are difficult to be glued up. It needs great care and craftsmanship to mend it.”...

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That night, in a strange place
I was like a fly
Circling a street light
Reeling…Reeling!
I felt so alone
Fear wrenched my throat
Couldn’t predict
When I would be charred to...

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You won't see this true story in the Main Media. Not long ago an incident took place in Nashville Tennessee. There was a school shooting...

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"SYNAESTHESIA"



The Rose was burning 
long before she was Green
The Synaesthete placed his brush stroke
On his future dreams


Long before she was Green
The Synaesthete dreamed of him
Walking...

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If I forget, remind me of how things used to be.
   Before the fall of man.
   Before I hired myself as...

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There exists no more certain 
assassin of joy than that of
anger turned within.
Guilt’s grim scepter,
harrowed mind thus firmly wields,
and this with deft uncommon,
to bring renewed...

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In Swat valley in Northern Pakistan
Malala, a young female teenager 
Stood against the might of the Taliban
And earned the respect of those who knew her...

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You come home late agian another time.
Smelling like cheap perfume and cheap red wine.
You caress my cheek with touches so soft.
Touching my shirt, slowly taking...

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I've bought a brand new mabel fern,
	expansive, I can tell you,
	when I've learned just how it words
	I'll have a go and bell you.
	It's got ...

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“american psychosis”

 

on the road, 
the dream 
begins..... 
the sun is burning 
a fever in the sky 
upon the endless serpent 
a serial killers life...

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BULLET BLIND

    $$                   ...

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"The Big Guns"



A woman goes into war
with the matrimony of 
Life and Death 
a wound left empty
a gash pushing up 
daisies where bleeding
seeds don’t bloom...

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