Razor Poems - Poems about Razor

The razor in my hand Easily is sinking in, Going deeper and deeper, Slicing through my skin. As my body begins to open, My blood begins to flow, It's running out of me, A puddle starts to grow. The pain, it is intense, It's making me want to rush. Finally, there's the artery, The blood begins to gush. The job's done, I'm waiting For my life to leave. Never...

Continue reading...

red roses and razor blades woven into the soggy beds we've made sweet scent of heaven the smell of slow death red roses and razor blades...a prickly romance....

Continue reading...

It enters uninvited like the silence that suffers between mountains just there - before the dawn holding the darkness in the weight of raw space it enters uninvited impressing upon me the heaviness of the sea hungry sheens of madness swallowing sound into verdant bliss beneath the twisting glass it enters uninvited in like a bullet sweeping hair into tangles of cold fire the...

Continue reading...

This is the news, a dream of peace, an echo from the Middle East, where children cannot understand, the broken bones of broken lands, their only hope, for war to cease. Every imam, rabbi and priest, can hear the loss for those deceased, while leaders watch or wash stained hands, this is the news. Hope is a hostage for release, a call for all...

Continue reading...

My best friend has a beautiful name She’s magical and disturbing at the same time You pray for death if you upset her She stays with me every day And dances with me every night She’s with me when I wake up She’s with me when I go to sleep Planting the pleasant thought of not waking up in my...

Continue reading...

Shave the devil naked get that tail between his legs Leave him bald and impotent all passion left in dregs Fleece this vile pestilence in the flames his fate ensnared Shear what he embraces most — temptations curse laid bare (Dreamsleep: December, 2023) ...

Continue reading...

Men in my life have had a razor sharp edge Got me feeling' like I'm on the edge of a mountain And there is an old billy goat up there with me And I can see the sky as a vision of the future So soapy, sudsy blue And I can see that brick home with cut out hearts...

Continue reading...

There is a line that separates reality from your desire Cutting a path through the gray of confusion; a razor blade Sharp and precise; the only tool for such a task For a moment, desire bleeds through -you welcome the taste But in the end, nothing keeps reality from crossing that same line Not even a razor blade...

Continue reading...

Silenced voices, feared by those in power. Utopia sought, only dystopia flowers. Protect all speech, diverse and free. Perception leads to a society that is truly. Redeemed expression, a beacon bright. Escorting us through the darkest nights. Silenced speech, we've lost our way. Shaping the fascists we sought to slay....

Continue reading...

Occam’s Razor He has the knowledge And you have the skill To extract information Before his comrades can killj His silence may mean Carnage’s scene So does the end Justify the means His human rights Against innocent life Somebody’s child Somebody’s wife You have the dilemma Of how you must act The idealist the luxury Of talk after the fact Whatever you do It all ends the same One way or another You...

Continue reading...

Put upon a pedestal thin as a razor blade where you must balance precariously for the higher it’s raised the longer the fall It’s simpler to say and do nothing at all It’s far too risky to care to put yourself out there You slipped once before perhaps you were pushed It left a nasty scar which is quite a coincidence You’ve never...

Continue reading...

Riot and rebellion reoccur in my rest. has been ramified and ranked, in My rate Round and round, revealing remorse Righteous reputation, reverse reverence Rack on my ratchet and roar to the rope. Resident reutilization is running out of the Romp. Give up the race to rehabilitate Renal. Reverential Razor Ridiculously Regal . . . Ksanet B../ peace of mind...

Continue reading...

Razored shards Sharp metal gleam white covered in silvery chrome hard long mean a razor blade brilliant and keen Reflexive in thought slashing through fresh It flashes a brilliant spark, tracing arcs through the nightmares air A twist of flash, digging of marrow blade slides home divides the meat from the bone bring the crimson to heat A razor reflects...

Continue reading...

Beware friends bearing strange fruits the shadow cloaked in whispers promises of delights bloody sights A Crescent glows nigh ravens black Hue of night only craves Dantes flames ravens black in the razor light Blind, I scream with delight spires gleam on the horizons Murders of crows gather on seams of midnight A cry of thrills, reach deep into the night...

Continue reading...

She couldn’t see her pretty When she peered into the mirror Dark mascara, sad face in the corner of her eye a tear Her heart undiscovered For her no one cheered Black clothes pale complexion She was encased in her weird No daddy to kiss her He didn’t choose to stay She thought if she was perfect He wouldn’t have gone away A Razor...

Continue reading...