When you are not fed love on a silver spoon you learn to lick it off knives
...A silver spoon or a knife
They are both made out of metal
One showed strife
The other one disguise as a skettle
The edges are sharp, the wounds are real
But they don’t hurt as much as feeling u...
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Categories:
knifes, deep, desire, inspiration,
Form: Suzette Prime
The Weight of Their Words
...They stitch their whispers into my skin,
tight seams of blame, unraveling me.
I wear their questions like a second body,
heavy with the shape of accusation.
What were you wearing? (A name I d...
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Categories:
knifes, abuse, angst, body, feelings,
Form: Free verse
DORY AND JOHN
...The story of dory
And the story of John
Could be glory
Could be wrong
Dory was a Gent at heart
Dorian was the birth mark
John preferred the Dory part
As was his name from start
A younger...
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Categories:
knifes, anti bullying, anxiety, brother,
Form: Rhyme
Postcode war
...Walking down the streets in fear for our life.
Wondering if the gang over there are carrying a knife.
What's it all about with gangs and there code?
Teenagers scared if there in the wrong postcode...
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Categories:
knifes, anger,
Form: Dramatic Verse
what i lost
...Lost my Nestlé café machine., Black box made
creamy coffee..Quite a dream,
Lost my favorite coffee cups , want to scream.,
Lost my green Puer tea,what's become of me?
Lost my Puer chocolate brow...
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Categories:
knifes, anxiety,
Form: List
Isn't it weird
...Isn't it weird, how things change,
Everything seems the same but when u look back it's all a bit strange,
and all i want right now, is a simple exchange,
my life in exchange for the life I had whe...
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Categories:
knifes, change, deep, journey, life,
Form: Free verse
Walking on a Knife's Edge
...Dangers plague this shambolic world in which we live
where many seek vengeance and are not apt to forgive.
It's a never-ending cycle of accuse, battle, and defeat
at any cost, walking on a kni...
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Categories:
knifes, conflict, war,
Form: Rhyme
Nothing Left
... Little ones gone
house gone
husband gone
life gone
dreams discarded
they tell me run along
I leave my homeland with a song
one day
I may be old
I will come back to die
with my fa...
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Categories:
knifes, abuse, africa, bible, native
Form: Free verse
In My Darkest Hour
...In my darkest hour my thoughts wander, sometimes too far and sometimes just yonder. I find myself in total darkness, without a flame or word of kindness.
Entrapped in space, where sorrow thrives,...
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Categories:
knifes, anger, anxiety, confusion, dark,
Form: Rhyme
Your Child
...What is happening to our youth of today
Taking knifes and guns with them when going out to play.
Standing on street corners faces hidden by a hood
Drinking alcohol taking drugs and up to no ...
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Categories:
knifes, change,
Form: Free verse
Homicidal Creation
...Pupils trace the movements
Of the Dancers fluid turns
From where they sit untouched
Since Creator joined concern
The head rests ever quiet
Awaiting measured hands
Grant features to the sunset ...
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Categories:
knifes, art, creation, death, depression,
Form: Rhyme
- Creamy Chicken Soup -
...
When it's soup season on Poetry Soup
Ingredients are in large selection
Creamy chicken soup is yummy
for both body and soul
it is simple to fix
Step one:
...
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Categories:
knifes, food, humor, together,
Form: Narrative
Villain V My Superman
...When you hear superman you think of someone from a cartoon show.
My superman loved me and a lot of people
His super power was love and kindness. Who is my superman?
He Resembles a loving kind...
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Categories:
knifes, anger, death, depression, evil,
Form: Acrostic
Life's Edge
...As we walk on the knifes edge of life not wanting to fall into
The depth of despair.
We no longer look forward but we are concerned about the past and other people's lives.
We walk in straig...
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Categories:
knifes, destiny,
Form: Free verse
Crumpled Roses
...dripping
from his
book of poems
bleeding red petals
from too many
crumpled roses
he thought he never
found his love
morning sun
stretches
through his window
pounds the face
of the P...
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Categories:
knifes, love,
Form: Free verse
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