Carnage Poems - Poems about Carnage

I own one but really despise it call me old fashioned but there's a good reason behind it. Years ago, my daughter's girl scout pal dropped her cell phone in the road she quickly turned to retrieve it oblivious to the car approaching. At the wake there was mental carnage permanent grief and complete devastation. I own one but that's why I despise it....

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A fill up with gas can cause pain And cramps up our style as we strain For cures less dismal Like Pepto Bismol Or a car with EV drive train...

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Crimson streams down Salvant fluid at the jowls, D r a g o n fruit k i t t y...

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comparison is a pickpocket plucking joy from my handbag I have been compared to countless things and things that cannot be counted, or counted on mostly fair assessments of character only a handful of assassinations I have been an assassin. accused of killing minutes carelessly turning earth, looking for words to say the unnumbered and the unnamed it is ineffable and I effing...

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Our beautiful children are dying In Africa, Europe, the Middle East Asia, the Americas, And in every projects where there is no peace. Our black children are dying For lack of basic necessities and because of the lies And the carelessness of their greedy leaders. Our white children are dying Because of the expensive weapons and the nuclear reactors. Our brown children are dying Because...

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They packed their picnic basket s and journeyed towards the sun, with boxes of liquor, creates of beers and a drum fill with carbonated soda; busloads of them, drove down the slopes, with dug out boats and makeshift floats. They traveled with the band, guitar and key board fold up in their hand, with...

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CHRISTMAS WEATHER CAUSES CARNAGE C - Christmas H - Holidays R -Rolling I - Into S - Snowy T-Temperatures M -Might A - Actually S -Shift W - With E - Everybody A – Angry T - Traffic H -Halting E - Everywhere R -Respite C -Comes A -Along...

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Sit demure or scream confident a caress with the softest word, I will speak the language you want; Understand that I must be heard, take what you will but you won’t win; to think I would stay is absurd; Ignore me now commit a sin; The minute that I walk away enhanced addiction will begin; I’ll bleed...

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Who needs fiction when truth is so sweet? The COO's woes from Beyond Meat: enraged, he bit another’s nose, an incident that clearly shows a vegan diet is incomplete! https://finance.yahoo.com/news/beyond-meat-suspends-coo-after-alleged-nose-biting-incident-212822737.html...

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I'm crying alone, while midnight wanes. And the Carnage of Soul's, are all that remains. My Darling has expired, She called it her fate. And the carnage of souls are all that remains. She was hooked on pain pills, and drinking again. She could not, She would not, had no will to abstain. "How dare you say it, mister, You know I'm not to blame." Now the...

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Laying in my cozy bed, I oft wonder why? why am I here when others not? those that make a simple mistake and perish, yet I am here a friend telling me “you have more lives than cats” not a consolation to my deliriums The plethora of experiences too plentiful to parlay into one poem sixteen at last count multiple careening crashes, a gas tank...

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Mere husks remain, unnaturally strewn, lying by the dozens on a red-soaked field. Once stoutly girded, masking fiery resolve underneath unassuming exteriors, naught but the faintest hints linger, sad siren calls to former greatness. ...

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Self-suppression Of feasting and drinking beyond the road. Conflicts and dissonance over the load Trembling in the face of the tide, of youth age Thoughts altogether are the sign of the rage Prisoner of desire in a locked cage. What if one claims to be a sage? Fails among the average, but blurry beige It's the act of dedicating oneself to a...

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Poem by: Ilori Mikhail Oluwatosin Heart Gige. I missed no soul as my heart is full of holes like Nigeria bad roads full of portholes I am left with no hope I just have to let go perimeter for love is so low as days in it has been wallowed Seeking for time to borrow I got more bone marrow while I thought way to get it isn't...

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Splattered words are thrown about as ...

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