Obliterated Poems - Poems about Obliterated

... High upon the rubbles, a country shall reign A generation to continue the lost struggles And they shall fight, a fight to exist And that fight shall be to rein and not be obliterated. Palestini......Read the rest...

... break … my heart? you did not break my heart you COULD not break my heart I utilized all the “Yous” that came before constructing barriers that you, in your most formidably malodorous and ......Read the rest...

...Atomic bombs are dropped on babies Humanity is thrown out of the door Humanity is dead. Humanity is no more There are too many aggressive and demoniac atrocities Wars are heartless, bestial, peri......Read the rest...

...I was a marvelous ophthalmologist, impacting how others saw this world, As tomorrow one day sees yesterday, on lanes where hued leaves swirled. I corrected hazy, crazy vision problems, wi......Read the rest...

...Its big and round in a metal can named millie I drinked and it made me silly. Filled with these things great small things called beans. Black and brown ate them in a blanket now the toilet is brown o......Read the rest...

... Written: February 22, 2024 _______________________________________ Divine dole of daytime, distinct as it came. Fetch forward in finding your felicity flame. A gap in the ......Read the rest...

...Before the war bluebirds were just blue birds. We danced the fright away, with crazy made-up steps, some thought us reckless but the moon was in our eyes. Bombs arrived. CNN played the dea......Read the rest...

...Learning when/how to close seat then... flush... the toilet with good frisson! Bull leave me you, though how bison teen and juvenile from a sixty four year old married male no less! (alter......Read the rest...

...You said, ‘move on’ As it is a new season This sounds like a Kafkaesque novelty This is an ungodly form of hypocrisy Suffused with a boisterous rudeness Ingratitude can only brings sadness You ......Read the rest...

... The whirlwind of time drifts my soul from life rooted transient in the present to the distant desolate nowhere where I was once, but left forever. That’s the fading past receding f......Read the rest...

...One generic baby boomer, (a garden variety sexagenarian)... offers his interpretation of critical race theory I, (an articulate, charming, domesticated, erudite, friendly, genteel, humorous, in......Read the rest...

...Reality, wow what a concept lifes provable facts those incontrovertible truths things that stick out and not fall in the cracks Its subject to interpretation you see describing the elephant fo......Read the rest...

...If ever there was a WW3, I wonder where me and my family will be. Will anyone of us survive, Then how will they live, those that are still alive. Where will it be, What will we see. To wh......Read the rest...

..."You matter," she said. Those two words. I had been feeling really down of late, like a worm that isn't even worthy of becoming bait. "Listen," I argued, "There are eight billion people on this plane......Read the rest...

...The skies and heavens hear not or feel not your gentle wings, The mind may not forget your senses. Feeling bliss, or parts or you that experience the gratification that one feels, Giving all of ......Read the rest...