Fisted Poems - Poems about Fisted

...No! you weren’t born to be beaten raped chained to a life bloodstained ingrained with pain wordless worthless voiceless choiceless No! you can’t live being beaten raped chained to a ......

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...My typewriter was not a good typewriter, its keys were weighty, you had to use brain muscle to work it, nobody wanted it. My son unpacked a home computer. I stood by and watched as all the e......

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...falling rain, droplet by droplet pane pain pane sipping on leaves fall falling failing to see leaves livestock lumbering, conceited between the pages their veins throbbing as a moppet scri......

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...As gods go forth to set the world a fire ‘tis ego that consumes the despot mind. While domination seeks its epic spire, the raging wars from east to west align. ‘Tis mere despite that veils a wai......

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...You despise me so much yet I always love you, I have disgraced you and your legacy, You say my actions were well expected as if you had made a prophecy. Love ,was it ever there? I like to beli......

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...In memory of John Farmer, a man so bold, An ironworker’s tale, in stories retold. From Local 46, his strength did shine, In New York’s skyline, his work divine. A skydiver brave, he soared the......

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...In the hollows of power’s grip, where shadows twist the heart’s cry, there—mights build thrones on backs bent, where abuse wears the mask of guidance, control, a cloak woven with the thread of fe......

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...Once upon a silent summer eve, as fine vermilion lines, between bleeding moonlight, swiftly sailed across my darkness and I, sakura springs sang dulcet melodies of a deathless d......

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...The sun is up, the sun is yellow, shining bright. Reflection of chrome, pointed nowhere in particular. Where there should be peace, it’s high noon. A breakdown in communication, shrieking bars. ......

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...My older bro watered half of the garden, in the back and front, cause the weatherman said there'll be 50% chance of rain today. Our Monopoly gameboard doesn't have pass go and collect $200, --we......

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... The branch lays across the brook blocking the water's flow Some things in life happen this way A conflict, a blockage, things to say So much verbalized, but nothing heard Trying to help, fa......

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... Waterways, red cliffs, ancient underwater caves, back to the Pangea age, continents fused as one. I stand in the stardust of a million-year-old memory, a flutter of songbirds, a bouquet......

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... I read the news today the headlines said, " arming is the best way " if only Presidents and Governments would realize, " its not the way" Tight fisted words and nuclear explosions ......

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...When sat before a blank page I sometimes feel as lonely as I imagine that blank page must feel however that blank page is also quite stark and challenging daunting even it seems to be ancho......

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...“It was a mistake," you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.” David Levithan I will forever be as pure as white virgin fibres, in your onyx fiel......

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