Garrotte Poems - Poems about Garrotte

...alternately titles: I got noose for you, Yours truly doth garrotte tee another itsy bitsy, betsy wetsy easy breezy read. oft times ('specially these latter unsainted days and nights) in wh......Read the rest...

...A flowing stream had inevitably given way. To gently rest and recover in quiet splay. Of the nectar stream of her fantastic brain. Neural links coagulated on stale sustain. Savo......Read the rest...

...a mellifluous trickle had given way to licking her wounds in silent arrest of the honey flow of her beautiful mind synapses clotted on stagnant display like burnt marshmallows on a fire ......Read the rest...

...In cut throat fashion the sadist kindly applies the garrotte The guitar is a bit out of tune and needed some tension Two love birds in soft tune and no further strings attached Lights near......Read the rest...

...Gurus religion and spiritual leaders encourage us to kindly Reflect on meaning and soul for the sake of compassion Existence before essence takes another stance on ethical life As Sartre lie......Read the rest...

...Manic Melancholia He flew high as a kite with no ceiling concealing his madness A hawker plying his trade with all prayers lost preying on reason Sold out flapping wings and the wind soaring......Read the rest...

...Poets Hanging from a Poet Tree Poetry in motion is perilous a dangerous pastime a thing of the anachronistic past in the global villainous village in which minds are colonised for the greater ......Read the rest...

...Give Them His Love Wife was beautiful when she walked by And she always, really caught my eye Like someone I never saw before Who I would want to see much more. My husband always troubled ha......Read the rest...

...A Comrade like Ben A statesman like Mandela diplomatically suspended the necessary struggle of opposites, gummed his fragmented land together with reconciliation…. exploiters to exploited , mur......Read the rest...

...Unwind I see before me an interminable Ages and hours repeated in seconds Their voices I never heard Stretch out Creep-able Yawn at the very least ! Un- breathed promises To wait Ga......Read the rest...

...Silence endures soft tremors, so offering gallant trophies secreted down nonchalant talk, keeping gall, like erratic cells stored deep; perhaps soulless. Soliloquies strum machinates, sof......Read the rest...

...Shooting fish in a barrel with an AK-47 Or merely tripping on the bench in the park, Where the leather whacks on willow And a stairway to heaven Plays in the lost pavilion in the dark. Cucumb......Read the rest...