Clenched Poems - Poems about Clenched

His plaintive cry pierced the air pleading to travel somewhere Sympathizers marched in a faraway square their fists clenched in slogans As he bled to death slowly ...

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feeble flesh feigned rusty reels' reign hoity hankers bled porous pruning led furious feast fetched blind blitzkrieg belched gaunt gifts gored punctured pills pored nocturnal nature bored taunted trees moaned callous crest cloned damping drooling drone eerie ends etched callous catastrophe clenched. '20:04:06:20:38 Note: Of wanky war....

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A clenched fist rose in the air filled with chants and gun smoke All across Africa we marched and our spirits never broke The power of fingers clenched in a fist cracked walls of discrimination Then oil unclenched the fingers and we started to point and make accusations When the fingers dried, we clenched our fists again, clinched our...

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I wake into a tornado: Lights suddenly blaze through my eyelids. The air buzzes and hums; The distant din of clamor Still imperceptible through the haze That fogs my mind. A voice, and loud, gives a gruff command. The iron in it still shakes me awake, Even after 18 years. The bus lurches forward, all eyes lowered As...

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She loves to shake her right hand about, Hiding her left in a fist, Hiding her real self away in a clench, While waving her false from her wrist, You see, she wants us to think she’s the happiest girl, Full of fun and a life with a kiss, That she has the best things and does the...

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Growing up in purest innocence Greeted as a friend Groomed with a fine tooth comb Grabbed unexpectedly Groped involuntarily Grouping parts of self Gripping deeper fears Grinding self image Gritting teeth Gryping of opportunity lost Grifting gratification Grappling with truth Grieving childhood missed Gripping reality loosely Grousing silently Graduating in faith Grinning of small hopes Granting mercy Graced with love Jaw Relaxes 9/17/17...

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Clenched Hands UNCLE Exhaustion has set in. What is the problem? Is winning not enough for you? Please... I can beg and I can plead I give up! Now...the faint smell of incense? Now in my weakened state you choose to help? My hair falls from clenched hands. I kneel at your feet. Is kissing them not enough for you? Was your goal my tears? Need they streak my face? Must...

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crouched in the corner her head is covered face blood smothered when the bruises fade their replaced with another she looks in the mirror with makeup she covers drops to her knees hangs her head and she cries each day that passes, another piece of her dies he sees her crying and calls her weak hits her hard, he's upped the tweak she hears the screams...

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