Best Stabbing Poems
Grief penetrates a person with untold,
pain and sorrow, a life lost, ever cold;
the puncture, the piercing permeates deep,
a thick mask hides the truth that comes in sleep.
I want to shout loud with booming screams,
memories and sadness swirl in my dreams;
I am empty, alone in my torment,
aching, bursting with sad disappointment.
On my knees, I ask God, when will this end?
When will this shattered heart finally mend.
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February 28, 2015
Poetry/Rhyme/Oh, the grief, the stabbing --
Copyright Protected 02-645-372-28
All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France
Entered in the Standard contest, Pierced,
sponsor Rob Carmack, N/A, Judged 03/2015
My soul urns for justice and it’s own freedom why is this sh** keep me awake and everything else continuously makes me break I am demonstrating my fake famous traits amazingly entertaining everyone around me they praise me by keeping my life and my name above importance’s and responsibilities. “Wow”, that’s great THANKS for your thoughts of me and about me I guess this will become a memory some day you’ll repeat this to one of your homies. I guess this is some kind of way you are showing some enemy love. Your always talking sh** about someone you don’t even know personally judge me I guess that’s all you even see or heard from some douche bag you met briefly surprised by my drama you rather be Popperazii then even worry about what’s really going on. On the local hometown news station. And really besides that I guess I keep you up at night or maybe it’s your choice in drug use???? Beats me just stay away from me please. I was board today and decided to write this just for all to see. Desperate and cold cruel is what the world turns and shows our lord what he created all of us to be why or how did you even choose this for me? I’m blessed in many ways but what is with my ex you see he’s a never ending STD which I say this cause he gave me twice. And you see he said he has never cheated on me? I know I haven’t ever had time to even pay attention to another man or woman I was always alone and waiting for him to get off work he made good money got paid every week 300 I began to find out this from his family I don’t understand why we are homeless after 8 mouths I told myself it’s time to move on I’m dumb if I stay and waste my big opportunities. He’s cheated on me and still he lied I know better cause I have proof I know I’m not perfect I have had some mistakes too but I can admit mine I’ve told him in the passed that I’ve cheated but you know he didn’t even believe me. He says I’m not a cheater! He’s right I’m not that’s why I had told him before I acted on my actions He’s a back stabber I regret being his ex and friend....
Illicit act in a terrible hire
boundary of age, not taken with respect
innocence of this being yet to retire
adult mind, considering a bad prospect
affection on this account comes with fire
even when sweet, good is in no aspect
strength of morals, reaching a point to tire
the lamb becomes a beast when you least expect
a criminal act even with a permit
mindset of the minor turning tropical
into future living, the feeling transmit
a heart with bad memories becomes vocal
a silent torture still commands a submit
biting others, thinking its reciprocal
__| To |___I’m still|
|_ Stabbing_| Trying to|
__| back |__Make |____
|_ so-called _|The pieces|
| Friend | Fit |
p.s. This really didn't come out the way I wanted it to, but I'm still proud of it
A student who was stabbed to death,
It’s horrible to learn,
Was set upon by kids so young
It made my stomach turn.
One robber, 13 years of age,
Took part in the attack.
For criminals of such an age,
There is no going back.
I know that’s pessimistic
But a teen who has a knife
Shouldn’t, with things being equal,
Have such disregard for life.
Though rehabilitation
May be ordered by the state
For both the victim and the perps,
It seems too little much too late.
i not a politician
but a bill i would like to see
is one that states that
to be a politican you must
act in the best interest of the people.
ie, if your fill your face or change a law
line your pocket and grease some palms
even turn a blind eye
to better your self
for any act like a bride ect,
your marked a traitor
given due proses
and the shot
think it would pass?
Threat? "Julius, cool your jets."
an ides of March overdraft.
The day to settle one’s debts -
when sixty "friends" gave Caesar the shaft.
March 5, 2022
contest: MARCH IN
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Overcome with anger
He grabbed a knife
Ran to the front
Of the auditorium
And lunged at the little clown
In the centre of the stage,
What followed was a violent struggle
Between the little clown
And his assailant
Screams and cries
And what appeared
To be a fatal stabbing,
But this was all an act...
The hysterics
The screams
The cries
The knife,
Even the little pool of blood
Trickling from the centre of the stage,
It was all an act...
Graphic, realistic
A very convincing piece of drama,
So much so
That when the curtains
Were drawn together
And the auditorium was empty,
The stagehands came
And carried the little clown's body away.
W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2006.
Posted 10th April 2019.
She stabbed her poet friend in her back.
Washed off the fresh blood, had her tea
Went back to madly commenting merrily!
Tossed her hair back, ever so righteouslly,
Growling,” i know her thousands of poems
Are all about me!”
Never once, thanking her friend for the tribute.
Just brutally, shut her out of her life.
Marking their friendship as deceased and mute!
Her bloodied friend on the floor lies dead.
Crimson blood, forms a wreath upon her head.
Nuff said?
12/13/2021
Whisperings in dark corners out of plain sight
saying lies you know that are not right.
the lies you are telling so hurtful and untrue
only tell them to people who will listen to you.
you lie about things in your friends private lives
its like being stabbed in the back with invisible knives.
when your confronted and told the lies must end
your answer is I would not do that to a friend .
Stabbing Caesar
Who’s first
Bravest first
Maybe a fool the last