Best Gore Poems

I would have a hundred spears go right through me
I would have a guillotine cut me up thousand times into thousand pieces
I would have every bit of me burn up in ashes 
I still don't think I would feel anything
I don't think I would feel...

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It was war
Blood and gore
One by one they lined up and took their designated places
They stood across from one another with their war faces.

Battles are dark
I wear the mark
The General yelled for ammunition
Loaded and released without hesitation

His aim is sure
But less than pure
The wounded are...

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Godfrey Gordon Gustavus Gore —?
Was a boy who wouldn’t shut a door!?
Winter came in that year of yore-?
Sleet blew in and covered the floor. ?
Summer came with its bugs galore—?
Flies and gnats, cicadas and more. 
?At last his parents, irked full sore,?
Shipped him away to...

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According to pompous Al Gore, he claimed to have invented the internet!

Well, I'm certainly delighted to hear that - we are forever in his debt!

I have rather serious doubts about that dubious claim, however.

My understanding (tho' not all that well understood) is that it was...

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Lichens of lion's lore,

incipient and trying to score-

ditch it and die in the core,

stick it right in the horse....

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Saša Milivojev - A CHALICE OF GORE


Silence bites
Below school's stairs
Trickling tears of fervent gore
From thy brethren's veins
Their cups to the rim they pour

All is shattered in the blast
Heavens echoing with silence
Dracula is licking his lips
Threading fingers through their tears
Pouring for his laughing friends

Ask why, if...

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we squeeze in the moment, breeze by the apartment of gore, go to the store with a nail and a 2x4 , flip the sign on the door, excuse yourself coz you're poor and ignored so implore to expose the cluttered shore of the strand...

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Washing coffee-stained cups, greasy frying pans and big pots is a very simple chore;
leaving a pile when turning the faucet on may clog the sink and cause a messy gore!...

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Engines roar and planes soar
Across the beautiful sky's

Engines roar and SUV's tour
Across the fruited plain

Now some guy
Says to you and I
You must not drive and fly

But it's ok for me
To travel the world you see

I'm a special man
From a special clan
Who hails from Tennessee...

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I’m not affected by blood and gore,
Because you should love people for what’s in them.
Not for how they look.
So we should all rip out our insides with a hook,
So that they will have to love us for what is inside. 
Screw you beautiful eyes,
All they...

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Born as Lesley Sue Goldstein in New York City,
she grew up to be famous in Tenafly, New Jersey.
Leslie achieved great success in the music scene,
with her hit song “It’s My Party” at age sixteen.
Other hits include “Judy’s Turn to Cry” and “You Don’t Own Me”.
They...

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Gazing deep into your somber eyes
trying to get a glimpse within your soul
In the midst of a deep sea of lies,
to capture the truth in you is my goal
and now I'm hiding the pain
when I saw what's inside your heart
as I walk down this empty...

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Poem by: Ilori Mikhail Oluwatosin

Heart Gige.

I missed no soul as
my heart is full of
holes like Nigeria bad
roads full of portholes

I am left with no hope
I just have to let go
perimeter for love is
so low as days
in it has been wallowed

Seeking for time to 
borrow I...

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It comes back to me in solemnity,
and I wistfully wish it wouldn't.
A willful case of killing it was—
a hunter doing what he shouldn't.

Father had taken me deer hunting,
thinking to make a man of a boy.
I prayed we wouldn't see a deer.
and we didn't—not one—such joy!

Daylight...

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Getting broiled in the daytime
And slow-cooked at night,
Could it be that
Al Gore was right?...

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