Best Writing On The Wall Poems

I stumbled into a graveyard
And found written upon a stone
"In this place lies the human race,
Who died greedy and all alone"

It was dated Two-thousand and thirty-five
The year that man had died
The tomb was split just a little bit
So I decided to look inside

I saw what...

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I have been writing on the walls lately
Scribbling mysterious characters
And spraying them with paint
I carved the Mona Lisa into the bathroom door
And made a sculpture of George Clooney out of toilet paper
I am not sure what all this means
Perhaps I am neurotic
But it seems perfectly...

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When looking back on thoughts of despair, words in haste so hard to bear. Where sharp tongues take control, shaking the mind while crushing the soul. Speaking words from the heart, stern but true, brings hard thoughts into review, it’s hard to smile and easy...

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I’ve seen the writing on the wall,
It’s so clear now, I get it all.
These unfriendly voices that I hear,
Are now too much for me to bear.
Friendly smiles I thought them be,
Their deeds belie their pedigree.
They whisper words that ache my soul,
I see from them intentions...

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Writ of the wall

It’s not hard— reading writings on wall,
And I too read them well as can all,
And assumed, just like all:
Not for me, not at all;
Right call, right time, and still a miss-call!
____________________________________
  Tongue-in-cheek| 13.02.2017 | 

Poet's note: The writing on wall, we...

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I can't help but notice
the look in your eyes
and the way they no longer 
linger or
look my way

they are already wandering
have been for awhile now
seeking out that which they
desire more...

hoping to find
something novel
more exciting
a shiny new
horizon
just beyond
the next bend
a novel plaything

something a bit forbidden 
that...

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Writing on the wall.
by Cate Rock

Writing on the wall:

Eyes shut wrists uncut.
Name spelled out up and about.
Dangerously bloody,
Not your friend not your buddy.

Dressed cold.
A love untold.

Messed up mind.
He learns to unwind.

Kisses sweet kisses.

hate? hate...
Rate debate 
do what you need to do
ill stand next to you.






Submission...

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Locked inside the song
I live to the writing on the wall
I sit and crawl through the halls
Run baby run baby 
Woman to child I take nomore
I am the girl inside I now find
I stare to my reflection
A crazyness I fear nomore
Walls closing wiltering my soul
Frozen...

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freewill seduces the hand of our action
one eye amused by the world in a spin
another keeps time in a rival trend
dishonorable power feeds a beggars need 
moving pieces and pawns for ruthless destruction  
the king's pleasure caters misery’s reception 
creation a cascading opus of...

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There was a city of Babylon whom
King Belshazzar ruled...
Till that one night, when he became “fooled.”

“Eat drink and be merry.”
Was the motto of the day!
But God had something else, he wanted to say! 

The finger of God reached down
And wrote on the wall!
The prophet of...

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a scratch
a scar
        an inscription
carvings 
         as memorials
gravestones
and walls
            of a cave:
I was here
     ...

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There was an orange tanned douchebag called Trump

		Playing hero on a bicycle pump

			When inflating his Ego

				Before sorting the Lego

		The great wall crushed with a flatulent thump


	London BoJo called Muslims a post box

		Surely they spread contagion and small pox

			We must rule the waves

				Or else we'll be...

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there is emptiness
until we allow the love
that will break our heart...

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It was a night of celebrations,
The king of Babylon held a great feast;
A thousand nobles were in attendance
At his opulent palace in the East.
The wine was flowing freely,
Under its influence the king decreed
That Israel's gold and silver vessels,
(Stolen by his father's greed)
Be brought for all...

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Such
doodles
pass away
lesson time in
class

Ekphrasis after Untitled 1970 by Cy Twombly...

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