Pitiless Poems - Poems about Pitiless

...It whips legs, spins minds in a tumbler. roars with the discarded clothes of mad clowns. Bundles of fine bones and twirling feathers burst apart in a random turmoil, deer swim toward a gasping......Read the rest...

...Portrait This portrait of you gladdens me It looks like you; depravity you’d hate it, friend it’s pitiless, displays your foul malignity. Your smile, well it’s ominous vampiric canine ali......Read the rest...

...If tormented truth is the taste of her fire, injecting her blood with poisoned rain in golden chalices, what is the color of eclipsed spheres where there’s a desolated dark......Read the rest...

...CATULLUS TRANSLATIONS 3 Catullus VII: 'How Many Kisses' loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch You ask, Lesbia, how many kisses are enough, or more than enough, to satisfy me?......Read the rest...

... I’ve had my share of Pitiless times from years gone before. Most have dragged my bleeding knees over life’s dirty floors. I’ve got scars decorating my body that still cause me pain, and h......Read the rest...

...In the silent abyss of despair, in solitude I find myself, Caught in a muted pain, like a stone that was once shield. Promises of love and time, now just echoes lost in the wind, I struggle throug......Read the rest...

...The man shook and said, “They wanted some fun, but the boy was small, he started to bleed. Patrick threw him out back, said, ‘This one’s shot, but we have others to see to our needs.’” Dalton’s......Read the rest...

... "The Depths" From the depths silence. Where are the voices of other women? In that other place, the monsters violate, they take and take bloody all, what ......Read the rest...

...From the ashes of the never before, Lacking symbol, nor take to guide, A Phoenix rises from storied lore, In a portent of thrashing hide. Trumpets are a pathetic symbol, For the lack of mind......Read the rest...

...Stretched out on wing of weariness, The total collapse of the flesh. Arms and legs, limp and pitiless. The world’s escarpments hurt..enmesh. Come to me, says the one buried… Who rose f......Read the rest...

...ZEN DEATH HAIKU VI These are my modern English translations of Japanese Zen Death Haiku. Both victor and vanquished are dewdrops: flashes of light briefly illuminating the void. —Ouchi Yoaka......Read the rest...

...It’s not our choice where we would be, but now that we are here as an actor performing at the wish of God, let’s give life the chance to be fulfilled, and in its fold, make us a good human being......Read the rest...

...Damn bad reputation counts 500 plus paw whet tick stints The following fictitious poetic vignette attempts a feeble tale of one ordinary day in life of anonymous miscreant. "I don't give a damn......Read the rest...

...Muted versions of today’s date, The silence or the standing wait, The situation worse in tracks, albeit; The shining smiles, wide and desolate, The impacted, soulless sad state, Unmuted mourns o......Read the rest...

...Life’s pitiless pathetic ploy - There is more sad than there’s of joy. For hearty laughs and happy cheers Here comes a penalty of tears. I gleaned from what life got me throu......Read the rest...