Long Violent death Poems

So many people and the various sores
Intoxicated in such a way my eyes,
That wanted open to crying their doors.

But Virgil told : “What for you look this guise?
Why now your sight is so carefully brought
Down...

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1	A plume of dirt and grime envelops sky;
		The hellish slug of gas does creep along.
		It casts an orb three hundred stories high
		Over the Sun and ends his morning song.
		The birds and trees now stand a...

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The occupation of India began, with the East India company
And prospered across large swathes of Indian territory
Then the British Crown took control, bringing military might
And to maintain superiority they were prepared to fight.

The British saw...

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o my dear mother, please do not grieve on this tragic death
the death that your son has to under go

although, as a son, i had a strong affection for you dear mother
i hadn’t even once...

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More than 1,000 men, sometimes women
forced to clandestine detention centers.
Relatives mystified as to there whereabouts.
Some Russian troops bribed 
with money, weapons or ammunition.
Returning gave rise to evidence
of rape to both women and men,
constant beatings rendering...

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Singers and dancers,
artists and writers,
philosophers and poets,
academics and health professionals,
parents and teachers,
actors and contemplatives,
grandparents and children,
live and die between Heaven and Hell.

Between Heaven's interdependent sensory Enlightenment
and Hell's individual secularized Industrious-Militant Revolutions

Pathology and sin result from...

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I was at work in Chicago when shots were fired in Memphis.                       ...

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Reprehensible Savagery ©

'Pon reading tragic headline...,
     aye experienced grief alone,
no matter the killer (Chris Watts,
     thirty-three years
     of Frederick, Colorado) unknown
  ...

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I was a little girl     holding mothers hand-
unprepared for the      harsh and brutal     image
of my sister being run over   ...

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Often 
In the Cold War I was afraid from one type of war but this was born out of the death of another war.           ...

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I met my maker on Halloween night,     Halloween night, a night for horror,
It was an unnatural death;              ...

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Underground spillover of sickness
and the stench of death...
men, women and children confined
and condemned, condemned to suffer
even after the hour glass has ran out
of time, there is an un-natural coldness
down the long and winding dark halls
you...

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One never realizes where inspiration comes from,
I found mine while strolling along...
a land with beautiful landscapes
that wouldn't let dreams escape.
 

One isn't born a poet, it's a revelation of fateful events 
that are analyzed by...

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On sand soaked with blood,
two young men are breathing hard.
The taller one has armor,
a sword and a net.
His opponent has only
an arm guard and a dagger, 
but no encumbrance.
Thus, moving quicker, this man
avoids the constant...

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A Light Nightmare
My soul lays dormant in the chamber of a revolver
Silent, still, ready to explode into the oblivion of violent death
Fear keeps the shiny metallic surface of my being a compact shell
The last traces...

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Rosabella met her maker on Halloween night
It was an unnatural death . . .
Death met her in the maple forest
On the edge of town
She lay in the brittle leaves
Her eyes starring in horror
It was a...

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A violent death that I can see 
your body watches over me 
A silent cry is what you make 
before your life was taken away 
Lost 
Confused without you here 
I slowly start to feel...

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Just another siren roadkill:
A low-down, 
rabid raccoon resisting arrest
at high noon
A feral noted asphalt death

So says the official pol-pol report
In a Terminator monotone
was the desk commandant’s
brass tact,  swastika vapor retort

Abel-bodied justice, sho’ nuff —...

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The battle cry of a Samaria pierces the night
"Ninjas meet your death, no matter how you fight me, the Samaria's decree is death before dishonor"
What you think the little sword is for
It's hard to stab...

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IF LOVERS WE
(To Julia)

``		If lovers we, you and I, who would we be?
		W0uld we be William Powell and Myrna Loy,
sophisticates, trading alcoholic quips across the dining room?
Would we be Abelard and Heloise,
lovers doomed, she to...

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Nations and nationalities, you are not chocolate,
you are the sweetest Jam cooked from bitter labour!
You are the original egg, the supreme cause of war and peace!
You are the homeland of the rising sun and moon.
You...

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A legend that has been used and abused so much,
Deals with the undead, blood drinkers as such,
Many stories from all over the globe are told.
I have seen every movie, ever made and sold.
Real Vampires exist...

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Daughter

Your face mirrors mine,
As mine does my mothers.

Your smile is a smirk
That  quickly explodes
Into sublime lightness.

Your skin has a blush
As does plums true wine,
When young men turn their heads
And whisper your name to each...

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Make me forget the way it feels to hold you,
Make me forget your sweet smile.
Make me forget the way your laugh was contagious,
Make me forget your cheeky style.

Make me forget the way you first kissed...

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When a battery corrodes it leaks
but life, life slow burns,
nothing leaks out
until the energy explodes.
Peaceful and violent death may come
but inner death is a birthing
it cycles and recycles many times
a slow burn
until that womb you...

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