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Allah Murder Poems

These Allah Murder poems are examples of Murder poems about Allah. These are the best examples of Murder Allah poems written by international poets.


Premium Member Diamonds Are Forever
Diamonds are Forever
(Black Diamonds in Africa, 
acquired in the Orange River)

Shinning rocks on the ground, 
fallen stars from heaven... 
or so they appear. 
Men willing...

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Categories: murder, abuse, africa, allah, angel,



Premium Member Thought Police
Thought Police

Be careful what you say, 
be careful who you say it to. 
It might be heard... 
by someone that does not like it!

They will...

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Categories: murder, abortion, abuse, addiction, allah,

Under the Mystery
The streets are vacant under the mystery rain gently falling as I gaze into the cold blue depth of a fluorescence-lit street

Languishing…

Under blaring lamps, the...

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Categories: murder, adventure, allah, allegory, allusion,

Premium Member Sins of the Fools
Sins of the Fools 

Whichever God their dice shall chose
judgment rendered all the same
guilty of crimes against humanity
its a sin and not a game

No one...

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Categories: allah, america, angst, murder,

There For Me
Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Categories: murder, 12th grade, character, hope,



Songstress, For Nadia Anjuman
Songstress
by Michael R. Burch
 
for Nadia Anjuman
 
Within its starkwhite ribcage, how the heart
must flutter wildly, O, and always sing
against the pressing darkness: all it...

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Categories: murder, allah, eulogy, poetess, poetry,

A Syrian Child Is Now the Lamb of God
Immigrants are very useful now
Roast a Turk  to  share with all your street
Eat a Greek and let the people squeak
A Viking flames the...

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Categories: murder, allah, allusion, anger, art,

Premium Member Freedom's Last Cry
Freedom's Last Cry

I do not agree...
with your personal views, 
and prefer to avoid;
seeing them, 
hearing them, 
reading them. 

It was just a choice, 
not a...

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Categories: murder, allah, america, atheist, depression,

Premium Member The Fashion Zebra
The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

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Categories: murder, freedom, funny, inspirational, love,

Premium Member The New Preacher
The New Preacher, 
“Hear My Words”

Are you listening. 
I am saying things very clearly. 
You need to keep trying. 
Are you talking to me?
Am I...

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Categories: murder, courage, dance, god, hope,

Premium Member The Garden At Grandma's
The Garden at Grandma’s

The house is quiet, the chores are all done. 
We have gathered in the place out back. 
There is pit for a...

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Categories: murder, angel, cute, grandson, hope,

Premium Member Mirror Mirror
Mirror Mirror

Do not lie. I know that you want to. 
I know that you may need to.  
I am broken, and soon…
You will be...

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Categories: murder, 12th grade, cinderella, happy,

Premium Member Dark Times
Dark Times

Times we celebrate, to be who we are not. 
Bleak times, diseased remembrances. 
Why?
You know.
You know because deep inside…

You have hid under a blanket...

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Categories: murder, 12th grade, angel, appreciation,

Premium Member A Wedding Day
A Wedding Day

Cleaning the church is a privilege. 
I go every Saturday, humbly to serve. 
It is not a boast, it is small gratitude paid,...

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Categories: murder, 10th grade, 11th grade,

Premium Member Today Is Enough
Today is Enough

The morning came early. 
In fact I was up all night. 
I watched the coming and going…
of the stars.

God’s work ever at hand,...

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Categories: murder, 10th grade, 11th grade,


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