Bludgeoned Poems - Poems about Bludgeoned

... “A fight of voice exceeds one of fists.” Bludgeoned, broken, cast away, Time devours, your name decay, Ascend beyond the gilded throne, Unsung, unrested, still overthrown. ......

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...Cold is the tittering of befitted feet Cold is the meagre meanders of falling fractals Cold is the twinge of bitter blues upon reeling retreats Cold is the roiling retch of frostbitten flesh Col......

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...What thou shalt be wasted? With the ship of sorrow harboured. Like it gives thee an unexpected explosion, And the heart of trauma and darkness is implanted. It clouds into a season of bloodshed ......

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...Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis, high bred poiet?s of mine ("Thus always I cause the death of tyrants.”) the purported line Brutus uttered after assassinating Julius Caesar. Alte......

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...Coddle my wounds as you once had done So unearthly spirit, do your lips quiver the names of all you had pained hither The wicker of my wallowing moon, do you see, so speak If one had been held fro......

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...I see thee yet, mine eyes on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Thus to mine eyes, o'er th'one half world 'pon the sacred curtained sleep, Seek thou sure and firm, set stepp'd earth nigh summon ......

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... *Inspired By Nelson Mandela Out of the Pitts of Darkness, In the Absence Of Light where even the faintest smile Glistens, In Spite there I give thanks to the Higher Power Abode That I, h......

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...I am the traveller with stones in my coat Made opaque by staying nameless Though dark I am not darkness Swallowing the edges of days, overtaking I rinse my dirty fingers in a painted lake Runn......

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... Dim Sum Dong sat at the WEF subversion of free Countries event at Davos, Switzerland and daydreamed about prostitutes home in China and the organ harvesting and concentration -re-education ......

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...Dead End Street He is waiting in the dark In the smoky dark under the railway sidings. He is nervous in the black In the black of the black slag piles. He lights a cigarette and breathes out ......

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...The call came in just after 2:00pm, Anton was doing office paperwork, a big part of any detective’s job, lucky he had never been bad with words. The word was that a body had been found by some......

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...Heart's silent scream lovers torn from savaged arms Hunched over bludgeoned into queue they disappear from view Auschwitz Bergen-Belsen Buch......

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...Charlotte was never really enamoured with her mother. So, when the news that she had been bludgeoned 17 times with a baseball bat didn't really faze her. Charlotte was never enamoured with he......

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...When people know you lack their ego They assimilate in dens of evil Sanctified swine proliferates Condescending it pontificates Assuming you're not with a friend That leads you to what never end......

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...*Image of The 27 Club by Wiki. Enclosed Rhyme Sonnet: The 27 Club A painted desert from a simple stone, Act sans, singer storms, own closeted world, Head o'er heels life strung no......

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