Bloodstained Poems - Poems about Bloodstained

...“Forget the injuries, never forget kindness” ~ Confucious To the faceless names I’ve phased, forgive the silent sunsets, frozen in time, and remember thin cinnamon skylines, how ink c......Read the rest...

... Is it the cinders of hope? Is it the life which wheezes unfailingly? Is it the enduring ,crimso......Read the rest...

... Walking toward His grave, the cool air nipping at my nape on this chilly Nisan morning, feeling disconsolate. The sun has just risen over the Mount of Olives, while the magnificent temple basks in ......Read the rest...

...Easter Anointed Eternity Rises up above the paschal dawn Heaven’s wounded Prince returns to outshine glory As the sun blushes – witness to His splendor – Waters from His wounded side christen ......Read the rest...

... Is there an eternal metaphor for love? Is forever a sinful oath abandoned in an archive of poems with alienated alliteration. Hidden behind simile and ironic verses? Why does human interferen......Read the rest...

...It feels like the world has been struck by a plague of pathological lies, where fictional truth seems to sell better, the allure of imitation glistens even brighter, while superficial......Read the rest...

... In the depths of despair, where darkness presides, a glimmer of light triumphs, where hope softly abides. Through trials and tribula......Read the rest...

...Bloodstained Soul May 2023 Everything hurts, my lungs are on fire- Can't even complete things which success requires. I cry and I try, pave my path with my blood.- Then try to stop bleeding, w......Read the rest...

...I came upon a blood smeared road Of flesh and skin and crushed bone I collected the vision of what it could be Piecing together deaths mystery The town appeared shovel in hand Scraped......Read the rest...

...they tell you we have to have war to secure peace so mankind soaks up these lies till they believe everything they are told and what are they told? that war is always fought over ......Read the rest...

...Before he could draw his mind da Vinci made cathedrals with his fingers. We once built an adobe hut in New Mexico, I was surprised how alike it was to a poem taking shape. When it was done,......Read the rest...

... "A whisper stirred my mind, my heart and my soul: And led my footsteps down a silent path: To a door at the end of a garden: And reaching out I opened it." ......Read the rest...

...Never-ending bloodstained boots tossed on top of the growing mound of vignettes around so many young men seeking a name to boast courageous conquests facing the best gunfighters just to die ......Read the rest...

..."A rose thorn pricked my finger as I laid it on the grave. Tears mingled with blood, staining my love's headstone." ~ quot......Read the rest...

...Writing Challenge - B Word WRITTEN: 1/28/23 BLESSEDNESS Your blessedness and bouquet gift of bougainvilleas leaves me breathless the beautiful and beloved butterfly bereaved and brokenh......Read the rest...