Best Cruel Poems

My mind is a puzzle of cryptic metaphors.
whilst searching for my sanity,
I've become my own worst enemy.
In this cauldron of despair,
time is like sand in my hand -
an oxymoron poetic 
paradox of cruel compassion. 

Sadistic green eyes bring my demise,
as my sighs are captured by...

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Words can be cruel,
when they are fueled by hate.
They become a vicious tool.
I sadly found out too late.

I did not want to believe.
What he had established as real.
Knowing what he hoped to achieve.
Everything good, he hoped to steal.

Words can cause pain, 
Especially when attached to...

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  Another Cruel Link in their Chain 

1.   Beginnings

Her babe was her joy, such a beautiful boy,
	and he suckled her breast till the end.
The slaver sought cash, bestowed mammy a thrash,
	sold her babe to a gentrified friend.
Yes, life flits like a flash,...

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An open window frames a scene        
Compelled obsession’s wistful sway
A metaphor imbues my dream

Entranced a moth, in porch lights gleam
Around it flits, a cruel ballet
An open window frames a scene

With you at night, the same routine
Your heart within...

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A childs innocent eyes should never know this place.
Blood stains the soul.
News reports flash another soon to be lost face.

She was just heading home unsuspecting  of the danger.
In a world she should not know.
The veil of innocence shattred  many will be affected by...

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once while planning to take a picture
i thought about how i could 
get God to  pose
of course i could use a distingushing suit
but for a picture with God
a suit is of little use
then i thought of the obvious
a wonderful plan
i would take a picture...

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Tepid rain drips upon flowers.
June feels cold with all these showers.
Sunset descends, as twilight dips.
Upon flowers, tepid rain drips.

I feel afraid, numb from the cold.
It feels like summer is on hold.
As thunder and lightning cascade,
numb from the cold, I feel afraid.

Ears crave to hear her...

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The light catamaran sailed swiftly 
Before the breezy, gusty wind
Out towards the open azure sea.

We sat together under a vermilion sail,
The fresh air sighing through our hair.
My love was suddenly ablaze,
In the soft afternoon heat, 
In the luminous and lucent light.

We played in a flamboyant...

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Stricken by grief heart

Flooded by myriads tears

Cruel men rejoice!






© Demetrios Trifiatis
         25 May 2018...

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fears and excuses
white deserts
new moon in
virgo
solar eclipse
thursday pass over
signs of earth
careful plotting
meticulous planning
shadow of the sun
dark mass of land
thin rings of white light
friday is cruel

aug 30 2016
2.56 pm...

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The Story Of The Cruel And Dark Queen That Feeds On Souls

She that exists to eat innocent souls and this world's vast wealth
A dark goddess, splaying her straggly long hair with wilted roses
Pretty, brazen, wickedly heartless and damn to hell soulless
Even far more beautiful, glowingly...

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AVOIDING CRUEL TASK BY CANDLELIGHT - DH

her shadow quivers.
(the hemisphere of
a potted plant cool -
a divisive mind.)
she stands in the soil.

she cannot move
for she’s been caught.
her breath catches,
her fingers wrought.

cucumber
at her desk
burns in hell -

pinches
the flame

stark

1/18/2019
Diminished Hexaverse
Sponsor - Charles Messina

*American saying: cool as a cucumber...

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A black stone with diamonds inside
She shines but you would never know
They hit her but she never falls 
They whip her but she never breaks 
Speed in her step even though they try to slow her down
Make her fail, just so that they can beat...

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Silent shadows whisper wicked rumors from tawny tinted tents
Reflecting rueful random thoughts, such are their laments                             ...

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I Write


Less words
	in a windowless room
                  no use for my eyes

Humidity suffocating
	what is left of me

I hear the silence of evil
	poverty a state of mind
		a shiny gold coin

Turns...

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