Kill Poems - Poems about Kill

anticipated Albany albatrosses buried bumpy bugs beyond the bay creepy curious cats dug them up dinner for dogs they said in disgust even the dogs turned up their snouts at the bugs frenzied finicky felines are crazy they barked giant crows arrived and devoured the gruesome bugs helping themselves to six or eight at a time I am glad these raptors showed up...

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It's to be expected this time of year, mid Winter, a merciless wind straight off the bay blowing leaves left over from Autumn, lifting them like dead prey flicked up by the claws of a cat reliving the kill in its remorseless play. ...

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So many murders it's overkill but no one cares on Capitol Hill and some are less concerned it seems to me with the killing of the living (whose taxes pay the wages of sin) to each U.S. Supreme Court employee than that of the unborn or perhaps I should be more forgiving tho' lives are broken they remain unspoken on the Washington White House South...

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Here is a man who sub-dues the com-mon, He rears an ar-my to keep a grim weap-on, He crafts bombs that scare, All types meant to tear, And kills in the streets till the dawn, on ...

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I hate my neighbour and want to kill them. I imagine their car being squashed by trucks like jam sandwiches. Red crusts. I daydream that their staircase collapses like factories ready for demolition. I fantasise they swallow glass instead of coffee and bleach in place of milk. I conjure images of their flesh peeling like skin from a potato....

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He didn't kill me But I'm not really stronger I'm just paranoid...

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She looked pretty at the Zebra crossing, weaving slowly, her shampooed hair tossing, cars stopped still, to allow her go across, who wouldn’t stop to let a beauty pass! She looked neither to her left nor her right, body cutting out shape in pants bit tight, eyes fixed on the messages on her phone, tripping when side stepping a traffic cone. She continued...

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You can see, but you don’t care You look past the misery in my eyes and stare at my canvas face, a door closed forever My thoughts locked inside and yours on the counter I thought maybe one day you would open that door and pour into me I pound at the walls of flesh, I scream, but still Your...

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A eulogy for the me I had to kill to survive She lay in a casket I was the killer But was it really me? When the world gripped her hand and told her to kill her blackness She stared in a mirror Full of sadness Knowing she would kill her last bit of innocence So did I...

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Why did you destroy my heart? Someone loved you. Just an ordinary person. A European lonely guy My life’s desire was unknown, but the desire brought a beautiful flower Your life created a new one. Wishing your heart. Don’t forget this mood My life is yours. My life is the depth of my grave for you. Black marble Silver letters,...

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They kill, children A hum of silence met me Dead babies everywhere like dolls on the filthy carpet a lone soldier guarded the ghastly scene looked stunned and dazed, said we had to do this they are the enemy of tomorrow a man in a protective suit and mask came in spraying white snow like powder, covering the horror body fluid ran...

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A child's joy was taken at gunpoint in a long, dark tunnel on a winter night~ as clouds drifted, whispering subconscious fears, stirred by music played by demons, loosed like wildfire in a room of mirrors. A bird chirps~ as if begging the clouds not to crash on the earth... the weight of iniquities, loosened by fire, now too overwhelming for the sky...

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They saw a 19 ton truck rampage their way Death came to France on Bastille day 86 French folk died that patriotic date when Mohammed Bouhlei drove for Islamic State. At a Christmas market also sudden death She looked at an oncoming truck, drew her last breath 11 others died with her on what should be a happy time Anis Amri drove...

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"When our dance of love became frantic, I faltered, and you danced on my grave." *** "How did it come to this, my darling one? We may never know the answer, but with the rain in my eyes, you look so beautiful in red." *** Every direction only led further from you. Every decision was the...

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They're as swift as a lightning bolt, Just a stern gaze—gazelles revolt. A fleeting shadow in the night, All prey leap off in frantic fright. Stalking prey is their known special skill, A silent whisper, born to kill. Seventy miles per hour they race, Yet still they blaze with fiery pace. Their claws, a nightmare to all flesh, Though they prefer their meals served...

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