Execution Poems - Poems about Execution

... Pollution Miracle Man 5/4/2024 The green party has their sights set on pollution, expecting each country to make a contribution. Our rules are changing, causing life rearranging, B......Read the rest...

...The ceiling sparkled; I saw the big dipper, then the little one. The painters needed a bigger tip for their creative execution. Without a warning to prepare, a requiem played. The symphony corn......Read the rest...

...A touch too close and a gaze too sincere, Was the Jenga player about to pull an upset loss? Faulty by design, promise and execution Does a good love need time to catch its breath? Or does it......Read the rest...

...Materialism We can get colors by working with one color. To open its tones by processing it as much as we can. Studying the plastic structure of matter. Processing of a thin and long substance ......Read the rest...

...Most women have grown tired of just being women, Weary of always being the flowers of unending seasons, awaiting to be plucked And placed in vases for gazes that never feel their roots; They, the ......Read the rest...

...Up… Up!!! Objective unclear. mind seeps in flowing my dear. Separates in two My… the times out of tune. Dim, Dated, Drapes, form the blanket outside. What’s the point? We don’t need curfews. ......Read the rest...

...Like a desert lily Like February sunshine Like an August rain Like daisies in a pavement crack Like a cat on your lap Like a parent's compliment Like a child's gratitude Like a smile on the......Read the rest...

...The story of a harrowing tragedy, A race carnage of terror and atrocity. A district that teemed with pride and achievement, But a place of hatred for white supremacists. With the terror and fea......Read the rest...

... Religion is about ideology; Resurrection is about The Christ. Empty words; empty ideas; empty religions; Empty tombs. Satan was totally clueless about the resurrection. Unity with the Fa......Read the rest...

...Within the shaded dust accumulated annals Layers of times past And cobwebbed dim cold halls of a history Not always hide their secrets and mystery As the echos of the past still resound That ha......Read the rest...

...I disclose that I Have regular appointments For a needle in my eye A thing I dread And I'm afraid of most Is when I see that Javelin Getting close It hurts so much I want to die And lik......Read the rest...

...My heart was racing so fast afterall it was the last hour before the big event would start for which I had patiently worked hard... With a faint ray of hope I had begun, with ups and downs I had......Read the rest...

...Philippines, my country of birth, one of the countries in Southeast Asia. It is an archipelago or group of islands, with more than seven thousand islands. Luzon, the largest island in the north......Read the rest...

...like the gold ring embracing my finger yet cold and aloof, always more beautiful just beyond my sight than within it because illusion is impossibly perfect a space beyond tangibility and compassi......Read the rest...

...Today was the first day I held a sledgehammer with intention Callouses connect palms to fingers tiny fleshy boa constrictors. There is no catharsis I know this to be a hollow act With a face......Read the rest...