Ravaged Poems - Poems about Ravaged

...Africa does not belong to the West. Its raw materials do not belong to the West. The banana republics of French-speaking Africa do not belong to France. African immigration cannot be criminaliz......Read the rest...

...I dread closing my eyes Because when I do, The sane, real world around me dissolves Replaced instead by an inner monster Rising up from the deep dark depths of my mind I make it soun......Read the rest...

...My stomach wants to be slim, pure, empty, Yet the phrase “dinner is ready!” Never fails to tempt me. Suck it up and puke it out. The porcelain bowl filled to the brim, Every time hunger comes,......Read the rest...

...Where do I start? Could I brief about its abundant gold? Or the amazing traditions so old Of storytelling and poetry so strong and bold Can I talk a little about its coastline? That stretches ......Read the rest...

...[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 4 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ A water cannon screeched around the corner on two wheels Four and twenty Terror Bugs were nipping at......Read the rest...

...I dread the United States presidential 2024 outcome... Whereby yours truly presages and doth abhor nothing short of an imminent civil war dwarfing insurrection on January 6, 2021 oddly enough e......Read the rest...

... I lost you a long time ago, over the years fervent feeling of gratitude accumulated layer on layer unexpressed in the niche of my broken heart. I write now with earnest words the narration o......Read the rest...

...Taken by the darkness, ravaged by the wild. You lit up my whole world, the moment that you smiled. I would "lie" to you all day, though only truth is spoken. We could fall apart together, become w......Read the rest...

...It comes and goes but often stays Sinking its sharp teeth into my shoulder I pray it will soon disappear and go away But it lingers as emotions rage and smolder Waking up to teeth blaring and......Read the rest...

...Unlikely noisy and vibrant mornings everything was serene, celestial and calm, so ideal for a spring's afternoon psalm... when there should have been mourning sounds! Sunrise had more brillianc......Read the rest...

...I am ravaged by a grieving I cannot end viewing reality through a languid eye a film shot through hazy clouds like petals so fragile amid wild brambles. My own clutter of aches and anguish tur......Read the rest...

...UNDERBELLIES What underbelly is this containing quiet grasping greed for my magical sword gifted to me by St Michael ? What underbelly is this that deciphers my Heart thro......Read the rest...

... "I follow the Moskva and down to Gorky Park- listening to the winds of change" - Scorpions All the heads of state and their spouses (or significant others) have arrived and been seated for thi......Read the rest...

...In the tapestry of turmoil, World War 3 unfolds, Yemen, America, Palestine—stories of war retold. Hamas and Israel dance on a contentious stage, Nations entwined in a conflict that fuels rage. So......Read the rest...

... life can be a ravaged garden and I have been through a lot in mine living through tons of grief and sorrow have asked God why I am alive ? what purpose do I serve in......Read the rest...