Flayed Poems - Poems about Flayed

...Between Earth and Ecstasy My soul, wrought from the dust of falling stars, Has embraced the undisturbed illusions, resting not in halted slumber, They levitate, and like the crescent moon blooming......Read the rest...

...UNDERBELLIES What underbelly is this containing quiet grasping greed for my magical sword gifted to me by St Michael ? What underbelly is this that deciphers my Heart thro......Read the rest...

...Another day, another ghostly glitch The catholic church stained glass shouldn’t be as grey as it was today. More and more the molding frays I can hear the coffins softy coughing There are more a......Read the rest...

...Who defended Jews from Nazis in WW2 A few brave souls here and there Foul-smelling smoke from crematoria arose The masses turned aside, held their nose Only dirty Jews being gas......Read the rest...

...The boy, he lied, would not say why, nor did he shed a tear or cry, when flayed; across his father’s knee. He’s not what they want him to be. He’ll work the mine; that was unsaid. Every day, h......Read the rest...

...His day had come, and so He went and prayed. The woes of all mankind upon him weighed. His brethren slept; He knew what would befall. His enemies conspired and did not stall. A midnight kiss, and......Read the rest...

...Distant breathing freezes winter in my bones and dredges my soul for the sowing of rotten seeds, Foul flowers on trees infested by festering fruit emerge tangled from the ichor churning mud that b......Read the rest...

...Whence the first rays of sunlight fall, And nary a bird awake, The purple shades of sky, Signal for the war-drums to be played. Sleep blown away, The gruelling struggle stirs, And the blueing......Read the rest...

...Just because they're blood. Doesn't mean you must forever leave the front door open. When their latest scheme lies parched and broken. Just because they're blood, they still view you as prey. So......Read the rest...

...Have you watched an eagle in flight? On wings flayed, it looks a massive kite It shoots into the heights with unlabored ease Enjoying the kiss of passing breeze Quickly disappearing......Read the rest...

...Saša Milivojev CORONA A bloodthirsty old woman you see, a cockroach from the Satan’s “Crisis Committee”, For long she pillaged, children she snatched and slayed their blood s......Read the rest...

...Heart and art are very closely aligned My heartbeat accelerates when I view The artist's canvas so carefully primed Renaissance art drives emotions askew Breathless admiration, Caravaggio......Read the rest...

...Differences are born in skin, blood, pride, and envy Each scratch upon the artist’s page Each flaw etched in black Each scream plotted in every line Anyone is allowed to create So why must we ......Read the rest...

...A canvas as wide as my teacher, and taller than still It swallowed the wall whole, And barely held still inside the frame, The belly of a whale with it's arms open wide in welcome The detailed i......Read the rest...

...Flayed inside his shadow box. A permanent collection. Years lost under glass. History anchors hate and trinket. He crafted this cabinet. Polished the locks. The tours are all guided......Read the rest...