Long Syringes Poems
Long Syringes Poems. Below are the most popular long Syringes by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Syringes poems by poem length and keyword.
Liturgy for the Damned of Progress
My wounded heart drinks deep from the rotting gut of misery,
Humanity vomits its relics onto the oozing tiles of the real.
I see kids chewing syringes like candy canes,
Their innocence smashed, face down on the concrete...
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Categories:
syringes, america, change, christian, community,
Form:
Rhyme
Bionic Betty: Another True Tale From the Mental Ward
Betty was bonafide crazy. She had shot her husband after a night of drunken quarreling, and was in the state mental hospital instead of being in the slammer. She'd shot the louse in the stomach...
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Categories:
syringes, crazy, woman,
Form:
Narrative
Exclusive Birth Rights
Exclusive Birth Rights
I am German and guilty as charged by history and evil parental culpability
privileged by life and proxy thus I refuse to forget ancestral perpetration
though I propose without any diminution that systematic genocide is...
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Categories:
syringes, humanity, , memorial,
Form:
Free verse
Hunger Pangs
The sign actually said ‘Universal Disposal’ but the haggard squalid creature
Had no time for such ephemeral discourse he could just about spell his name
Kanja meaning water born and his parents had hoped he would...
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Categories:
syringes, poverty,
Form:
Free verse
Komodo's Final Feral Kiss
In the beginning was the word-
and the word was…
light darkness
dawn promise dusk despair.
I was a tempest
child a feral cat-
alone wild and
untamed eyes a
jigsaw of shattered chaos.
Mom sighs a rustle
Autumn leaves of
disappointment her gaze
a...
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Categories:
syringes, abuse, addiction, depression, loneliness, mental illness,
Form:
Narrative
Charlaxtitles11
Inches make feet without inches there is no foot without beginnings there is no work without measure there is no dearth without a ruler there is no worth there must be rules and there are...
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Categories:
syringes, mystery, natural disasters, nature, philosophy, satire, science
Form:
Prose Poetry
THE ARCHITECTS OF LIES
They sowed chaos to claim their peace.
A few wars to realize their dreams.
They sell chains wrapped in freedom’s guise,
Spitting laws applied only to the weak.
They paint bombs in the colors of morality,
Parade mirages with a...
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Categories:
syringes, 12th grade,
Form:
Free verse
Force
Force.
Two,
They are two
Heavy and strong
On my top.
Their hands covering my mouth
I can't even
Scream, STOP.
Numb,
My body
Is numb.
Legs,
Shaking.
Shaking because of
The Unpleasant orgasm.
The abdomen is paining,
I feel the spasm.
I've lost power.
I am defunct.
Enervated.
And, helpless.
Lying,...
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Categories:
syringes, abuse, body, deep, humanity, voice, woman, women,
Form:
Rhyme
Suggesstion Box 43
SUGGESSTION BOX 43
SUGGESSTION BOX 43
CharlaxFabels
FreeLieberryComputors
We would metaphorically beat our head against this lieberry wall in dashed
hopes of grandeur making suggesstions to the suggesstion boxes.
Suggesstion One:...
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Categories:
syringes, computer-internet, on work and working, on writing
Form:
Prose Poetry
A Happy Place
I. Creation
Before the troubles of the world infect the soul
The magic of imagination creates a womb
Devoid of torment, pain, and stress. Rainforests,
Jungles, beaches, other worlds of elation where
You are always the victor in battle,...
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Categories:
syringes, childhood, introspection, life, mystery, philosophyworld, home, home,
Form:
I do not know?
Red Bloodied Romance
An extra shot of whiskey,
To keep my hands steady,
A potent dosage of psycho,
To kill everyone in this fermented grotto,
A torrent of tears,
To drown my homicidal regrets and masochistic fears.
Sadistically driven by revenge claimed so long...
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Categories:
syringes, drink, loneliness, romance, woman, engagement,
Form:
Rhyme
I Am Hiv - Aids
I AM HIV/AIDS
Saint Luke predicted me long time ago,
While the Book of Revelation warned you about me.
I am raging like a wild fire,
I am growling like a lion,
I have...
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Categories:
syringes, fear, hope, sad, me, me, sun,
Form:
Narrative
Guerre De Trenches
Who waits on tomorrow when today is barely tolerable?
greet the sun
and the light
Green leaves,
Warm brown bark.
How many dawns will see them still,
as they have always been?
It happened a century past.
See the Black Hand. See...
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Categories:
syringes, addiction, corruption, extended metaphor, grave, war,
Form:
Free verse
Popcorn and Needles
I remember how
you used to roll
your popcorn popper
across the floor grinning
and not paying attention
to where you were going—
and how happily you
pretended to drive
the rusty ’49 GMC pickup
I was still trying to restore:
Rosie, we...
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Categories:
syringes, addiction, boy, childhood, drug, heartbroken, light,
Form:
Free verse
A Small Stain of Blood
an early morning rise,
up the stairs
walk into the bathroom
in the sink
a small stain of blood.
less than a measure of yesterday
pulling a baby out of the womb into my arms.
on the sheets
a small stain...
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Categories:
syringes, child, drug,
Form:
Free verse
Last Dance With the Last Amira
On a pale July winter
I danced with the last Princess
In the middle of a sordid one room...
So long after sunset and so far from dawn
The smell of tomorrow burnt and tempting
I warmed my frozen fingers...
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Categories:
syringes, africa, anniversary, pain, passion,
Form:
Ballad
How Lovely
How lovely, isn't
It, to have an 'off' switch, shotty wiring
And all,
And a presence lined up to ****?
They are always there
To cauterize the wounds of emotional castration
Without desire to examine
The blood pattern forensics,
Chalking the splatter up
To...
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Categories:
syringes, abuse, addiction, angst, courage, dark, depression, heart,
Form:
Free verse
Dotcommunism
Click on connect,
To a world brought together,
By Sun, Cisco, and Gates,
And cybervixens named Heather,
You or your business,
Can be what you dream,
No matter the cost,
Or so it would seem,
W-W-W,
Preceding some word or phrase,
The destination is gold,
At...
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Categories:
syringes, business, destiny, fantasy, history, internet, irony, nostalgia,
Form:
Rhyme
Dead and Gone
Looking at Mister Death in the mirror each day, I chuckle
The idea of worrying about when my time on earth ends
It really is very comical to me in many ways
At age fifty, I have outlived...
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Categories:
syringes, funny, father, day, father, me, men,
Form:
Free verse
Bouncing Ball - Mental Hospital 2
A new day, a new exercise, a new function. Yesterday they said I resemble a bouncing ball, today I am, skimming and skipping. All round and affectionately kickable.
Somehow I have always known I am one....
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Categories:
syringes, allegory, analogy, satire, self,
Form:
Narrative
Reborn
REBORN
Out comes the unwanted object of derision,
Conceived after a hasty union along an unlit alley,
By a mother wholly enslaved to syringes
And a father utterly imprisoned by bottles.
The brawls were painfully endless –
Shouting, slapping, kicking,...
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Categories:
syringes, childhood, me, night, me, night, drug,
Form:
Blank verse
Old House Tour
" Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house; can you hear the whispering?" - Constance La France.
dilapidated and weather-beaten,
...
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Categories:
syringes, house, imagery, old,
Form:
Imagism
A Faithful Bed - Mental Hospital 3
The day has come, a smiling sun shines through bold bars, across the room to the door, ajar, projecting the bars on the door as if it is definitely and eternally closed to go out...
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Categories:
syringes, allegory, funny, humorous, mental illness, satire,
Form:
Narrative
Collection Number 1
I've got a pile of porn mags
I keep them in my shed
When I look at them I get excited
They're an erection collection
I like to keep things tidy
When I have to handwrite
So I've a...
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Categories:
syringes, silly,
Form:
Free verse
The Colour of An Uncomfortable Truth
The colour of an uncomfortable truth
Bullets of ecstasy white powder clear spirits
shots into nothingness forgetting looking away
Translucent syringes monochrome devastation
fighting for a better world wholeness surrendering
to psychedelic transcendental illusion
Explosions into Nirvana black darkness oblivion
powerful mind-...
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Categories:
syringes, abuse, addiction, war,
Form:
Free verse