Devoured Poems - Poems about Devoured

O, my country, devoured by the shadows of beasts weaving through the roots of time, On your white roads, leading to villages where sadness finds a home under roofs of silence, With the beggar's sack hanging from the weary shoulders of clouds, carrying rains of memories, Today, God wanders through you again, like a silent pilgrim seeking faith...

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Would you rather be devoured by a dog or a cat? I had asked this of a meadow lark, a rodent, bacon and a bat. The bacon was silent, but the other three quickly chimed in about this. I don’t like it, said the rodent, when I am run down by that cat, Old Miss. I do not want...

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I Dear PS readers and artists, forgive me for sharing so much about my self-funded missionary stay of 3 years in South Africa. I akso onplained about poor - almost evil - connectivity for internet, so much so that almost 60 PERCENT of my comments and submissions are lost as soon as I click: POST POEM...

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Explicit lavender Conscientious twine Copic statically connected and combined Kabbalistic socialist Purple oranges Holographic systematical images launch And just what does all of this mean It could have been a radical nightmarish dream For though it seems My reality is impaired Reasoning why I'm not going anywhere I just stand here and just stare Pinching gnawing, burning itching, and scratching biting pain on my pangs...

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‘Devoured’ For I am the representation of the unknown. I whence at the thought of human touch and flee at first glance. I fly away in solitude and caw in the name of darkness. For I am the madness in a poets line and the chaos that brings chills down your spine. A lunatics binge is greener past the fringe...

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Sami LaRose 12/12/12 Your Heart No More, For The Dolls Have Devoured Your Soul Your heart is like a fragment broken into your soul. There are no windows to escape, this big black dark hole You slip down under going further and further All the happy parts of your life fade to black, and there is no more sun around you. You lay there...

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Behind every great man is a great woman behind every great man is a great woman i'm a minute woman who only wanted to make her man superior but, fell short of his respect and love never good enough to be his great woman the unimportant one and the noble one is incompatible, nothing glorious  became of this two becoming as one severed, never...

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Bugs demolish my skin like the bark of a tree, They burrow in, make their homes; They’re using my own shell better than me. I feel their will to live in each rough bite; Not human, but hole-y nest of the termites. I’ll allow them to use my body for their health, Emotionally hollow, why not accept my true self? Let my...

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Your an ice cream cone  Delicately drizzling my brain,  Sweetness, nutty , sugar-coated nothings; Haha You smile and never melt away Your the sweetest words  Never spoken ... I'll crunch you in one moment, devoured and devoted...

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the color of Darkness pitch black,empty and quiet Clouds the vision of perception And liberates the sight of those who cannot see...

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Our hearts forever, Captured in our heart, Lifted in spirit, Ravaged by desire, Set upon a stage, Feel our passion, Stay to our course, Rapture our souls, Steal tenderly, Our first kiss, Lingering, Internal, Fever, Devour, Lust,...

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I don't know how to abandon This maniacal world Where electric words stalk my nights, Devouring my mind. Volcanic images appear As uninvited guests, Wrestling atrophied concepts Into structured rhythm. Metaphors tease unrelenting As sounds tickle my heart, Disowning my need for respite From red saturation. Yet I feast upon each moment Of inspired reverie,...

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She is yellow tonight, grinning as she reflects the day. Her breath Splashes against me, needles of silver Inject my skin. Casting shadows and trapping thought, in punctured sails. Petals dissolve; gather as pulp at the base Of my heart. Burgundy lines solid flesh. Empty beats crackle and echo through my hollow bones. Chalk that...

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