Fatal Poems - Poems about Fatal

I hold my heart in my hand carved out off my chest with a machete, My bleeding heart still beats! ...

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DoctorDoctor, doctor, how did the operation go? – But what doctor, what nonsense! Look, I'm Saint Peter! PS. alkas TRANSLATING Paulo Miranda...

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Drowning in this abyss, I lay down flat after a long thrive. I sink down deep, I strangely feel alive, Always into taking those chances, I admit I was a bit naïve. The pain numbs all the high, it numbs all the excite. It’s intoxicating how alluring this game is, I slip through the depths...

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Fatal graveyard friendship On the last day of my human life, I was sitting on a tomb in a cemetery, in an incredible garden of death (In an outer district of the city.) Just sitting, nothing special. Meditation, contemplation, thinking about death and life’s matters, and God It was a beautiful day in September, windy atmosphere, the rain just...

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They were the definition of marriage My parents' union seemed flawless Their bond was built on courage In their hearts, love was fearless. But that night, the thunder struck I saw a broom and a hen weaponized I saw the danger anger and trust provoked The story of their divorce, never fully realized. Their separation to me was scary Though I wasn't in anyone's...

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Oh the fatal moment of us That enticing eyes and broad thighs The soft voluptuous round lips The soft garden in the front - 38 The stylish back well formed You are the epitome of gorgeousness You are the queen of kamasutra I am lost in your curvy body Your neck is so smooth Your hands are like a baby cute My passion knows...

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Time ticks away as a new dawn strokes your splitting heart, with your mood swings re-writing my emphatic poetical art. Although the fear of your demons may grip my soul I am now immune to all the personalities you can't control. I am lost without the warmth of your crystalline eyes, so let your tears implode upon me under...

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2023 brought sorrow that broke me. Death defeated thoughts who say we’re unshakable, stronger than death. We want to think the end, for us – for our people, is inconceivable. Yet, death calls and we must answer. It refuses to be snubbed. This year brought more personal dealings with death than I care to remember! ...

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I feared for The Soon Traveling Fire, When I saw who was going to drive: Jack, who did thrice of men's lives deprive, He himself lucky to be alive; Now, with a left leg fracture does strive And Lord God knows that's no way to thrive Kept I trembling for the moving five; If I were among them, bound to dive When...

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Home invaders Climbed the fence; Huffed, Puffed, And blew the windows in, Suddenly, they're inside a mansion. They came prepared With large duffel bags. They grabbed all they could - A family heirloom, Jewelry, Knickknacks, etc. Then one walks out to the balcony And a caged parrot locks eyes With the stranger, Bows its head, thinking - "Please, don't take me, too! I don't want to part with Mr....

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FATAL FLAW Let it be known & be shown   to accrue upon demand  servitude where  hearts reside then align      as one after the storm  within eloquence&grace    shall be a free intent to withstand    & embrace     turn into gold upon the errant tide     then to arise to debate a begotten gain  in fractured hearts sheltered   then   to hold unbound &to inspire ere    shrivelled on the vine THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived...

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Flower Child fields of hemp flowers smokey green horizon clouds~ luscious femme fatale...

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Her mouth drawn in carmine paints malice temptation to my wishes... if she calls me in smiles I shudder with pleasure anticipation... that fatal mouth hallucinate my sanity, the powerful sensual catalyst... !...

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Let us call a spade a spade, You are making feeble excuses for your mistakes. My respect you must earned, All the trust between us you have burned. Playing Russian roulette with my feelings, I am sick and tired...

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The lazy one is just the way he is because he has pure laziness or fatal disease not being active and only be idle... !...

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