Best Murderer Poems

Why oh Why

A Collaboration between Seren Roberts, Tim Smith and Arthur Vaso

Poem inspired by Seren Roberts

Each poem written from a different view
The Murderer
The Murdered
The Mannequins...

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ALONE AT THE HOLOCAUST MUSEUM

rose early in the morning,
indulged in a lovely quiche lorraine,
ventured out

          ...

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battle of the sexes


~~MONA LISA SMILE
Picture Oil painting worthwhile 
Leonardo DA Vinci, look out!
What is she really smiling about?

(((The popularity of the Mona Lisa increased...

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Nature smiles in Spring
Pulls at our heart string
as greenery's hued in greener tinge
Having had an everlasting effect
on those evergreen trees. 

Nature frowns in Autumn
gets all...

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SCARRED FOR LIFE

children are screaming
they have the thousand mile stare ~
traumatised for life

TEARFUL GOODBYES

at the rail station
dad's hug their wives and children ~
say goodbye with...

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BACK TO HELL DAMN YOU!

Oh you bad, nasty, vicious Virus,
You have taken my inspiration away,
I have asked my muse for help,
But she has gone to...

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Ukraine is putting up a brave fight and is not giving in
A two finger salute to that murderer, Vladimar Putin
For eight months now they've held...

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Remember when that nudnik dropped a bucket of paint
    on a canvas 'in the name of art,' but I said, "No, it...

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I am the nuclear ,the unwanted power,
i pay you according to you  care:
for how long have I served you?
Provided you the energy to carry...

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I love you only because I love you
by Pablo Neruda
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I love you only because I love you;
I am torn between...

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Oh, praying mantis, there with majesty,
you hold your slender arms so still and sweet,
in prayer like form that somehow makes us see
a kind and gentle...

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America, why did you stray from the old way.
A constitution put forth, the foundation of our land,
barely recognizable what was originally Jefferson's hand.
Tarnished and smudged...

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How can one express the baffling depths of obscurity?
How can one behold to open the shafts of the mind?
I have never been able to solve...

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May Be What? 
Demon
     Lost Saint
Seducer
     Succubi
Lilith



Misunderstood
       Or rightly accused
Feminist
 ...

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Chalk is the magic of blackboards, sports fields and
little girl's sidewalk games of Hop-Scotch.
How many equations and statements, measured lines, and boxes
do you imagine have...

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