Dark Killing Poems

He ran over a cat,
the car killed it -

sees it,
unmoving
through his rear-view mirror.

He wants to apologies,
but to whom?

Finding an empty box in his mind,
he screams...

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Doomed to repeat mistakes of the past,
Declarations of regret that seldom last,
Promises to change,to learn and to grow,
Inevitably lead to betrayal and woe.

How cruel and...

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Alone in my mind 
Dangerously dangerous
Expecting the worst
Even though I teach other to never do this
Expecting to be rejected 

Night air might revive me 
But...

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Stop Killing My Country

Accused of political banter, 
to speak the words, God Bless, 
and America in the same sentence. 
Bespeaking the fear, 
of being proud,...

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Shoot! Nothing like killing spree to bookend August 2019!

The latest homicide,
where gunman(men) slew
dirty deed done dirt cheap
half dozen innocent people drew
minimal horrific gasps, now a...

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blood against own blood
dad slays son for renounced faith...
              unthinkably cold




Writing Challenge...

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Translation of Roberta Flack's Killing Me Softly with his Song by T Wignesan

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kgl-VRdXr7I


Refrain :

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me...

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A paper and a pen 
I need a few to tell stories of my pain 
Not of what has passed 
But of that which is...

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Can You Hear It?

The Little Drip,

Can You Taste It?

Pieces And Bits,

Can You Feel It?

The Skin Rips,

Can You See It?

Little Drops Of Poison, 

By A Single...

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I used to really believe,
That love hurt the most,
But the pain I feel everyday,
Love doesn't even come close,
Cause now being alone is my deal,
Not talking...

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Oh, who do you call,
My beautiful one?

Rising in iridescent splendor
In the dark side of light against the creeping dawn.

A mourning cry to follow ere the...

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I hold my breath until I turn blue
Swim across the ocean to get back to you
I slit my wrist till its bloody red
Would you love...

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Oftentimes, I found myself watching children playing outside through cracks on my window. They looked so happy and free. But it was not their silly...

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Everyone has a story. This is mine. It is not a fairy tale with magical slippers or charming princes, like Cinderella's. My story doesn't have...

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When you have a gun and they don’t 
and you're  a cop, it takes a certain kind of cowardice
to squeeze the trigger to kill...

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