Razors Poems - Poems about Razors

Walking bare feet on a razor’s edge across the swollen sea, turning back is never an option, there is no where to flee! many miles still to go, your journey has just about started, You hope and dream for a rescue, pray you will soon be escorted, Such is journey for many in this world, life is such a...

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"Razors in their Gloves" Keep thy enemies close befriend the smiling banshees holding their cowboy guns such beings in love with love all’s fair in love and war dripping honeyed lines for greenants to walk along truth be known they’ll be back in the ring before too long kissing windy cheeks shaking hands with razors in their gloves (LadyLabyrinth / 2023) ...

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In a house of cards in torrential rain social media overload floods my brain. Wave after wave you feel the pain. Heading down the hallway into the dark, the imminent and dissonant hellhounds bark. From the penthouse of hypocrisy I jumped onto a train Heading nowhere and arriving too soon I watch as a little girl forever reaches for her red balloon. The Queen of hearts...

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Any great undertaking is an uphill task That demands a great amount of work It is not cutout for hesitant individuals Only the courageous can take-up cudgels. Life is a journey from womb to the tomb That needs to be explored and recognized To understand it is apparently simple but In reality it is a relentless toil and effort. The inward expedition is...

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On a razors edge we walk Palpable, the strain. Days go by, we hardly talk Yet still we play this game. As you pass me in the hall You barely raise a smile. Why do I stay at all, For it hurts me all the while. When I see that vacant look, Love has surely died. Fragile were the steps I took, But pointless... still, I...

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If pain is an illusion then why does it cut so deep, like the razors edge it etches itself further and further leaving reminders of sins long past. And as each melancholy day passes us by we drag our selves further down into the dark abyss that is depression. Yet with each passing shadow comes...

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Razors rising anxiety Slitting skins on the forearms of a girl Release the red Penetrate the pain Pour out the sorry soul inside and watch the **** slosh down the drain of the bathroom sink- Liquefy all the fake laughs at lunch Drown the D’s on the report card And etch the stupid smile across her veins- the one she shows...

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Every Autumn you come to me Like a haunting ghost The vision is surreal But the deep scar is bleeding The deeper the cut opens The pain radiates through my breath You will forever be my unfinished business. -Heather Boardman...

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On the razors edge Walks a natural man, a social man yearning to be one, being the other beast he can. He has passion for, a dream of, a burning desire. The lady sets his soul, his aching heart on fire. Her only desire !, to lay them on a funeral pyre, place them into the yoke of a guillotine, releasing the...

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I watched the blood dribble down past my pale knee it was pretty, from what I could see But as I learned of my deserving of better things The world that laid before me said 'Hello, I am here to please you' In return, I said, 'I am here to please me, too' It's final words to me: 'You knew that all along'...

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Razors edge.. By Steven Hudson We tread upon the razors edge, Seeing no danger, though either side be a ledge, We find balance, feet rough and calloused, An epic dance and spectacles collide, Those who watch, their face do hide, In fear and trembling, to what purpose to what end, Every way tried, every way taken, No turning back, no...

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Razors Shiny silver on the fence, slashing flesh. A broken chance to escape is Cut free....

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As I weep in the shadow's I beg you hear my cries I thought I was alone with my pain, ...

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standing on the razors edge should i jump should i leave loose the bonds and break the keys if i jump once i cut will it be seen as true and just i wont look down razors too sharp might come to my senses id listen to my heart i wouldnt talk back i left heart for a mind so ill jump into the dark cause im already...

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