Flayed Poems - Poems about Flayed

...The canvas waits beneath a tempered blade. A pale silver knife, not forged for war, I wield. I paint the silence that the wounds betrayed. The sky lies torn in strokes of celeste shade, each sl......

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...Incessant flagellation no longer torments nor assails psyche of mine... until courtesy amazing grace interceded in the doggone guise of Canis lupus familiaris unwittingly timely deliverance v......

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...Ah King Kane.. you’ve done it again Heavenly humility hums on a simply higher plane.. Angelic ability strums..curious necks studious crane Classical charms forever waver but won’t wistfully ......

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...Virat..never ersatz..fat cat with the bat Look at record book stats in every format Kerching bling King of tats Vicious & pernicious in the ring Kohli kidology methodology thing Tit ......

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...Tinge, thy colors terrific. Weather wave, point where? Heaven and Hell, this may stick! Brick upon the bare. Red the rampant real? Rind? Rhyme. Tornados in time. Wind above the city, chime. ......

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...Rabbit was issued an invitation from the cucumber king He could attend a spa, if he wore his red ruby ring While rabbit was soaking in the sauna the ring got taken I bet it’s the king, he thought;......

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...Mountains made of waves tore the flesh from Mother Earth — flayed and flooding. The mud grieves beneath her, clogged with stagnant saline. She used to breathe — rivers ran wild and......

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... "If that isn't love The ocean is dry There's no star in the sky And the sparrow can't fly If that isn't love Then heaven's a myth There's no feeling like this If that isn't love" -Dottie Ra......

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... Today, we remember the long, scorching march into the tombstone— eyes like oceans, salt pouring from flesh. Today, we remember the cross, 300 pounds heavy, bent and dipped into his head. H......

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...My wounded heart drinks deep from the rotting gut of misery, Humanity vomits its relics onto the oozing tiles of the real. I see kids chewing syringes like candy canes, Their innocence smashed, fa......

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...Chains never fall completely. Scars embed themselves like burns under the skin, And even though the skin is a body, it cannot hide the shadow of the irons. History screams, but its lips are sealed......

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...Encased in an isolated castle of an old fool’s paradise, A decaying dagger rests upon a distressed oak table. Frayed book pages scatter across termite-riddled floors. The calligraphy carries......

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... we took it for granted life as we knew it our freedom our future the concept of fairness karma and justice and then it was stripped in one quick painful motion flayed off like a bandaid bef......

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...I walk o u t... I am lost in unapproachable light—a spectral broth I am tasting the screaming silence—the archetypal observer dissects my essence-fossil Passion a seismic rupture betwee......

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...Forcing myself to live in green- belt of forest with no civil comforts or concerns I don’t flinch. I won’t. Living in extremes of two seasons cinder-hot Sun drowning rain I don’t compla......

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