Best Avenge Poems

I decline to despair
Although life sometimes gets unfair
It can’t beat the power of devout prayer

On which I forever rely
When temptation makes me cry
But I try never to ask why

The school of hard knocks
Chiming on time like clocks
Which can’t give me comforting talks

When heartbroken
Also forsaken
Like a...

Continue reading...

Go and fight on without me, 
search high & low.
Don't let fear or your emotions show. 
Take them by surprise, 
make sure you see their eyes
before you open fire on their lives.
Remember what I say, with my last breath
avenge me in death!

I won't being going...

Continue reading...

How heavy and unbearable is the guilt
I have sustained and harbored for years?
Was it my wish to be the last in the casket?
I've grieved enough and ran out of tears
and humiliated, I'm silenced by the retort! 

This October apple harvest is far from ripe,
it didn't...

Continue reading...

can you see this blistering heart?
just look through these watering eyes
and you will see
how the world is killing me
so softly
so softly

and if you look deep enough
into that gaping hole
that i so wrongfully call 'my soul'
you will see this

i wrap myself in your shadow at night
to...

Continue reading...

Go inside the mind of a man that kills,
Liking cold air bringing neck chills,
the taste that brings death, also brings thrills, 
can you feel the feeling of when a man kills?

Would you go that far if the situation was just this,
suffering total loss without any...

Continue reading...

Not for bliss and giggling but rather for wails and tears. 
It's ideal to avenge the wrongs! Release all fears. 
There is a period for war and harmony. It's time to unwind.
It's suitable for reflecting. Then, flip it all around. 
The moment has come to...

Continue reading...

When shadows take you by the hand
seek the nature of the game
When pale riders steal your dreams
and mist is on your land
hold on to your mind
as the silent streets prevail
The avenues you walk with reeds
No more will be heard of you
whilst you Sunday picnic
and your...

Continue reading...

I only have a photograph left.
A preserved moment in time
To serve as a reminder of how things were 
When you and I were present.

In Paradise, I can see your bright eyes.
Every day when I awaken.
I converse and embrace your photographs.

I'm not sure how much. 
I...

Continue reading...

A subpoena 
I send to you Sabine 
To the Court of Birds 
that see no frowns of malice 
nor recognise the curl of the lip 
The defence that must fall
from your patched Tongue 
skewered and faltering 
will no doubt wilt 
in the Misery of that injustice 
where you glance and 
Judgment be made 

Cursed is your...

Continue reading...