Cruel Poems - Poems about Cruel

Sign of new tomorrows? The old ones may just say. Agony, pain, sore sorrows! Doubt, dread and dismay! Wilted flower, came the rain? Death, ye did disdain! Thunderbolts across the main! Blighted by the bane! Soar above us, carrion crow! Dappled light, thy roe... Weathervane, point well to woe? Reap just what ye sew. Thus in springtime, new and strong. Elders, ye belong? O for heroes without song! Sin's light,...

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Cruel fate nixed our sites set for buying a hoagie Yours truly and the wife tended to some errands, which included going to the Limerick, Pennsylvania Citizens Bank for me to rectify an erroneous address indicating I Matthew Harris purportedly and presently domiciled at: 96 West Miner Street (and whereinthehellis) Coaldale, Pennsylvania 18218-1017 which address listed after viewing online banking screen indicating Good morning, afternoon or evening, then scrolling down to sought after preference...

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Clouds of smoke billowed over ruined buildings That once were homes safe and welcoming. Schools where children were learning, Hidden now from view by dust clouds billowing. Out of the dust men came with guns began to fire, Indiscriminate in who they killed mothers, fathers. Such a wailing of grief rose to the...

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sometimes there are cruel masters who sneer and inflict pain for no reason at all. i do not know where they come from — why do they come at all — or where they go and so i am always afraid. today i awoke and felt anxious and sad i wondered, “will it get worse?” the sunlight is pure truth and...

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A tale is told of a cruel man who once cast a stone at a righteous dervish’s head. The poor man, too meek to strike back, picked up the stone and kept it close?—? waiting. Time passed. The king, angered by that cruel man’s misdeeds, cast him into a bottomless, dark pit. The dervish came to the edge, aimed?—? and hurled the same stone down...

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HE~ He has met her before He knows that Maybe once or twice Yet, where and when he is just not sure SHE~ He is in good spirits today I think he remembers me Yet , yesterday he asked my me name Shouted at me to go away TOGETHER~ Fifty-three years wed A loving , happy marriage Kindred spirits, best friends Now , strangers navigating the unknown...

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moon … beams that burn - that turn my surgings to slag my teeth to serrations, hungering … can those silly sentients not see the verity in my veneration, you? do they truly think it’s only art, only … verse? that my blood runs in these inky scratchings alone? ‘why pen these dark tales with such legitimacy - such … clear scope?’ oh … why, indeed! for were...

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A poetry virgin... that was me going through a purple patch, a dismal dark period in life Desperately needing an outlet to focus on instead of the now... this trying time I had to endure I joined Poetry Soup to have fun My ultimate aim was just to bring a smile to others. But 'HE' couldn’t stand the fact that what I called my simple...

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Not knowing is scary, It’s unnerving. I wonder everyday where you are And how you’re doing, And if there’s a new me in your life. But you said there’s no one like me. Was that a lie? It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve lied. The scars on my limbs are the only reminder of you. Such a sad thought. That only way I remember...

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The wind has bruised your tender face, And winter wrote upon your brow— Yet in your eyes, I still can trace A fire the world could not put out. The stars have watched you weep alone, Their silver light a cold caress, But from your soul a song has grown That sorrow could not quite suppress. You move through thorns with quiet grace, The...

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She's out of this world, thinking of no one but herself, The pain she caused on that fateful day, A forgotten wound that refuses to heal, A heartless queen, selfish in her own way." In the shadows of her mind, the memories linger on, The day she chose to shatter his heart, A decision made without thought or care, A broken prince,...

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The heat from my hand The fire within my eyes How cold is my heart?...

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I gave what I had... she demands from me harshly what I own and don't...!...

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Throw an arrow, remember to sharpen it before it reaches it's end target Who is naïve enough to cross your parameters of closeness Capture this person whose mere sight you adore Aim at their legs, your prey will land face first on the floor Don't be scared, Don't you worry This is how love is meant...

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we have food for 12 billion we only feed 8 billion... it's not capitalism, it's pure cruelty...

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