Best Lacerating Poems

Traveling along these celestial corridores

Through the spectrum, called life ~

Brought forth by a birth....

Bourn, for this very purpose in time?

A revelation revealed, by the hands...

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RAVENOUS ELDRITCH WRATH

The darkening skies in choir of wrath;
The wind brisk banging blows;
The withering of trees;
The falling twirling leaves;
The branches sudden irate tweak and split.

Giving...

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Anyone can write poetry;
Only some do it well.
And others fail—initially, at any rate. 
Some idea of its genesis may be of help.

A poem – any...

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RAVENOUS ELDRITCH WRATH

The darkening skies in choir of wrath;
The wind brisk banging blows;
The withering of trees;
The falling twirling leaves;
The branches sudden irate tweak and split.

Giving...

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The day that we left port, to new horizons we would sail
Knowing the dangers ahead, seafarers in the end we would prevail

Our journey from the...

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She was grace in its purest form. Thinking not and caring not of her 
destination, she soars across the angelic sky on her tiny golden...

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Stop harassing me with your hate
Stop flaying me with your frustrations
Stop inking me with your insecurities
Stop cutting me with your cruelty
Stop lacerating me with your...

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Petals falling 
from unseeded bud
opened by midnight sun
sparkling it to love 
then leaving 
to return on its course
dressed in candle lights
stolen star to star
unmindful
of ice...

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It is gone forever now, a swirling mote of dust, 
  above the hills and fields, memorial fleck of dying love, 
vanishing from tear...

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My World of Differentness

I am invincible
So don’t try and find me
I have no where about
But it does not make me aimless
I am like the wind
You...

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written just a couple weeks before the lease at prior abode would expire, and no affordable habitat....just by happenstance and a thankful invisible hand of...

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ARE YE GOING TO MARRY THAT WITCH OF A DAME - Counterfeiting the CANTICLE by T. Wignesan

(With self-lacerating apologies and scathing penance to that great...

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Senses become ingulfed,
the sound frequencies exit my lips,
black magic pouring fourth,
in a barrage of rage and torment,
self anger, sublimation,
projected then introspected,
hurt, regret, the wounds slashed...

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crawling biting lacerating
sniffing, chewing

tunneling through
damp, waxy tunnel

ahh, sweet white brain
awaits…

gulping orange wax
swimming, striving

wait, I’m stuck!
what is this obstruction?

a strange, tough membrane…
elastic and taut

yes, of course,...

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Seth S. Gidley

1832-1916

I will never forget the rain that winter,
And the landslide that still stains my grave.
An evil cursed wind it was, 
Lacerating the drenched...

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