Best Dispossessed Poems
Demonically DispossessedDemonically Dispossessed
...man has the ability to express great love,
and dispense great evil...
The legions of darkness descend as they beastly bewilder and offend
The serpents of Babylon attend as their ecumenical evil does extend
In a pandemonium plunge with pernicious pains and succulent sponge
With tenacious tongues they lunge...
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Categories:
dispossessed, conflict, evil, fear, humanity,
Form:
Rhyme
Destiny of the DispossessedAs you flee behind you hear
Your hate filled screaming foes
Pillaging and burning
Their tutored hatred beyond reason
For no reason
Loudspeakers hastily erected amongst the rubble
Play a dirge of victory
As they hold a pyrrhic parade
As you flee to who knows where
North, south, east or west?
Don't know. Don't...
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Categories:
dispossessed, courage, farewell, grief, immigration,
Form:
Free verse
DispossessedDown and out, destitute
In dire need , no help or
Support only war or dispute,
Poverty for those we adore,
Overlooked, become invisible
Spiritually and morally
Subjected to the impossible
Exploited so horribly
Societies lack of conscience
Subdue emotional control
Ending or to recommence
Dispossessing heart...
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Categories:
dispossessed, abuse, conflict, discrimination, identity,
Form:
Acrostic
Dispossessed of LoveOft my mind to your sweetness flies
For the sway of you is the life of mine
Serene smiles and your light coincide
To unbolt my spirit and distort my time
But my ears must unopen to your murmurous chime
Long I've been dispossessed of your touch divine
Yet I persist...
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Categories:
dispossessed, lost love, love hurts,
Form:
DispossessedDISPOSSESSED
Running,
Running…
We are always running,
running again.
I clutch my son’s small hand,
his fingernails drive into my palm.
Running, Running again,
and the cold is catching up to us.
Every step is slippery, against the
permafrost, and muddy sludge.
Running, limping, run…
What to tell my son.
Do...
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Categories:
dispossessed, fear, heartbreak, loss,
Form:
Free verse
The ThiefTHE THIEF
I circle you slowly,
blow in dust from the south,
I smother your nose,
and breathe in your mouth.
I force you to strangle,
to spit up black mash,
Stinging your tongue,
turning lashes to ash.
I can make myself hotter,
I’ll broil your...
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Categories:
dispossessed, fire, loss, nature, perspective,
Form:
Rhyme