Faceless Poems - Poems about Faceless

Humani mendacity Foul water still and staining A bowl full of silence A firming maybe.? Assent? No approbation.? No Dishonour Validation yet; no walking out..' Hard heads no holds; denied' Kinship bloodless calls Turn to denial? big up acedemia ' Life and death yes or no Ignore and prance no tune needed Vile in a vial, so share that sludge.!...

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The Curse of the Faceless Woman Lost in time, this story is told, about a woman, dark and bold. She walks the streets on a foggy night, with a hood on her head to hide from sight. Her story starts one summer’s eve, beside the lake an evil deed. A thief stole her daughter’s life, and filled...

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When we communicate with another Via verbal or written correspondence alone We have no idea what that person looks like So we form an image of our own Sometimes that image is close Other times completely incorrect Always so interesting to see If they look like we suspect Hypothetically ,wouldn’t it be an intriguing experiment To gather a group of faceless P.S poets...

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Hands held deep within my mind Wearing the pockets out this time Pondering the ignorance held inside In the everything of nothing I find Wasted Time...Wasted Time... ...

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Freedom lies behind the eyes In a mind of conscious thoughts Inquisitive minds will always find The one thing that is sought Letting go of the devil's cloak To bare your own benevolence Will always be the hardest thing In a world filled with disobedience To walk a path that is true at last Is the path that's no longer known Still we...

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Reeling onto the faceless canvases of encasing past. I wade in my senseless senesces of thoughts asking for death. "Right here, if you deduce me to be." "You are, but, having you accompanied, I don't need you anymore." I said, looking right into reaper's eyes, stumbled with scarred neck and intricate breath with every uneasy tear of mine,...

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Why do you mock and insult my words? You don’t have to like my poetry; I understand because I prefer Poe. But shaming and ridiculing what I write is not right. When you’re by yourself (your conscious and God) just you and your thoughts. Do you feel tall by making others feel small? Tell me, mocker, who bullied...

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Knowledge unknown Reading blank pages Transferring empty space Unwilling to listen Sounds becoming silent Thought’s placed deep Harmony now speechless Separated by words Now cold to the world Shivering with fear Lost words unspoken Along and unheard By words...

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Fear run  No principles  Never rock the boat  Pleasing, over loss of their soul No self  ...

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Faceless reflection once fair as a flower is all the eye can see now ghostly hollow we choked then swallowed the darkness we can be Daunted we are driven still to find a defining face forming familiarity’s found to follow humanity’s trace Through glassy eyes of tears like rain our character lines have faded Let our colors emerge from our darkest hour Let...

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Faceless killer. Oh! China, how mighty is your population? How mighty is your tribulation? The world may fall today If not thoroughly washed hands always If not lemon, garlic, bitter cola and oranges become food today. Oh faceless killer. Where hath tho came forth from? That our ancestors knows not About your form. Oh! faceless killer! Where hath tho came forth from? That our physicians and...

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Is there anyone who would hear the dreams I conceive? Profit, pleasure, protection - ‘tis all they know to love! They would laugh at my hopes till I doubt what I believe. They bury me deep so it’s quiet up above … And I would forget all to gain sweet reprieve, But then life is a gift I’d be unworthy...

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I have no face to claim My face as a child Lost it in my teenage As the beach is lost to the sea My teenage face Lost it in my adulthood As the dunes in a wind My adult face Lost to the old age Burned off like a candle And my old age face Will be lost to the dust. Melting down to the ocean...

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Those bones are salted; Spread around the skull by orthodontist; The artist constructs he's faultless The face of the faceless one: Abandoned be at the holding a gun; Menus heat it up in the political kitchen; Christians rights to raise their arms; Freedom Liberties right to bear arms; Strike them dead, coffins lined with lead; Must save the Soul and Spirit from the nuclear...

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Shrink calmly like a faceless guy. Old eyes sees new man Crossing the street on his knees Shouting, ranting voices of glory to our Savior, our King Some are judgmental, some thinks he’s mental As they await the authorizes to come The man stands grinning his hand up lifting… Shouting “It’s Jesus who died for us, it’s Him who was slain on...

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