Decapitated Poems - Poems about Decapitated

...I ain't normal, not even close not even as a child, played with dolls and paper cut-outs but I always decapitated them (do you remember mother?) finding the head of my sister's Clarabell doll fl......

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...Truth is Peace - or it would be.. Someone once told me that truth was only 'in the eye of the beholder' Truth is - as truth is agreed upon society calls this then its truths - of course,......

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... To the tune of “Good King Wenceslas” Good King Wenceslas looked out Of the 8.07. What he failed to notice was The fast train bound for Devon. When at last he saw its light, His reaction was......

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... A nurse was decapitated, a wire had been strung over a dusty road that led to town. A youth robbed her mangled torso took her motorbike then rode away - a pretty girl behind him, singing sw......

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...In the beginning was the word- and the word was… light darkness dawn promise dusk despair. I was a tempest child a feral cat- alone wild and untamed eyes a jigsaw of shattered chaos. ......

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... The Charcoal Man; Part Two She went as silent as a night with petrified crickets. It blinked. Then before any of us could comprehend what was going on it swiftly grabbed her by the arm and pulle......

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...Farewell  I'm tired of Portugal this small country, not bigger than a hamlet in Spain their worldview is what  is seen from an Olive cops  small-minded  and deceitful, bewildering   where t......

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... In a sunlit corner of the garden a large, proud cactus stood tall in a green pot in front of a gilded mirror admiring itself resplendent in its armor of long spines and crowned with a......

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...People who tell it like it is Are usually wrongfully targeted People who tell the truth with ease Are routinely are attacked or assassinated The truth exposes the weaknesses of the oppressors Th......

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...Cackles were heard from down under on a hill far away fifty little saucy spiders scurry helter skelter out to play A hefty witch stirs her cauldron next to her Bagoon snake eyes spoon an evil mu......

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...Aftermath of war: onerous task... to salvage flotsam and jetsam of human wreckage amidst a sea where triage witnessed courtesy scattered corpses populating the Gaza strip more'n pound of cold......

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...I've seen these stars before Of course I have But I know where I was They do too Or something within this space does I hope I'll be in a better headspace next time The answer to that feels like......

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...Life ain't no bed of roses We're not destined to drown in a pit of despair Aguish is unknown until flesh grazes a blade of barbed brair A prickle that pricks A nettle that nicks and stings ......

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...I was the age when your parents give you and your siblings all the same haircut. The same age when you first discover the joy of smashing dandelions, a formative time for any child. I preferred clapp......

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...I am Li from the East Not the the martial artist I am half-Asian Raised in Appalachian I love to cook Selling in any nook I push and pull a cart Honest from the bottom of my heart I c......

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