Romantic Murder Poems

Delicate fingers gripped the slender neck firmly-
after soft, full lips caressed cold, wet flesh desperately-
whilst deep breaths were taken forcefully;
yet suffocated moans and screams pierced...

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When I was a younger man, the ladies fancied me.
I’d beguile them with my smile and winsome flattery. 
“Tell me do you love me true?...

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Plan, in the process of hatching, gave romantic pleasure.
The Macbeths decided to dig deep for their dream treasure.
While honey dripped through their words, poison brim-filled...

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O, to write verse steamy and romantic
      I perceived as a treat semantic
 
   Alas and alack, 'twas...

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When I was young,                     ...

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Let me penetrate your abyss 
and storm your walls of dominion.

Let’s rage against the dying 
of the light bringer of night
and scream to creations seams...

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Ode to the Governor

by

Warren Curle


I long for a woman I can't have,
She is a woman who dances in my dreams,
She is a woman I always...

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Each morning I took the train to work,  
each evening I took the train back home. 
Each way we went through a long dark...

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The Bright Lights

Her hair is snow-white, 
but it was not always so. 
It was black, like the night. 
It was deep in color, 
near as...

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Lay Down Be Still

I am not responsible, 
for what happened to you. 
You are accountable;
to what happened to me. 
That was and is still a...

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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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They once met upon a poetry site,
shared romantic words by computer light.
His poems of rose pedals and floating doves,
her verses of broken hearts and jilted...

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Stop Abusing Women 

A man saw a beautiful woman 
in white cloths 
She was going to church. 

He called her, 
pretty come to me please
She...

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It's kind of romantic
how I can guide
you with my touch
alone, the way your
fingers twitch slightly when 
I tap you gently. 

My first marvellous creation. 
It...

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I ate
The bones of dogs
I ate the past before it ate me
I ate my heart
So I am with out love
I seek my next meal
Blood pie...

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