Retribution Poems - Poems about Retribution

justice casts a shadow telling the time on a sundial echoing retribution to come when power play shifts to reverse...

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In life, revenge most of the time Doesnt come quickly Or the next day Or the next month Or next year But when it comes It comes and live with you In your entire life....

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In shadows lurk The whispers dire Retribution Fuels the fire With echoes Of his past in tow A storm approaches Winds will blow © daniel miltz...

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The gravedigger’s spade shall dig and not waver Theres gossip abroad and it’s gossip to savour Four dozen worms that were once many more Awaited the man they’d encountered before It wasn’t just blackbirds that liked a good worm This man’s midnight footsteps would make them all squirm It wasn’t allowed but the soil was just right So he would sneak in...

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Everything that you do Is permissible, but not All are rewarding....

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the vanquished were mocked humiliated their graves were unmarked memory erased that day space was scarred it wept silently time too held its breath in stench of decay womb of Mother Earth became infertile Schumann’s resonance dropped its frequency the sun dimmed its light moonlight became grey birds no longer sang with doomsday looming...

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Trump Poems and Epigrams VI Trump’s Retribution Resolution by Michael R. Burch My New Year’s resolution? I require your money and votes, for you are my retribution. May I offer you dark-skinned scapegoats and bigger and deeper moats as part of my sweet resolution? Please consider a YUGE contribution, a mountain of lovely C-notes, for you are my retribution. Revenge is our only solution, since my critics are...

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Hands clasped, eyes closed Future’s dim, stories untold Awaiting the ember flame brimming with toiling shame Pleading for a broken retribution Grasping for my long, lost salvation What have I done? Where have I gone? I’ve lost my way under the guiding sun Blemished sins that I hadn’t shun Once more basking in this credence of light Hoping that I don’t get lost again in...

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The hardest losses are those too late to repair what has been win/win time lost to despair Just as love cannot co-arise where fear grows fully uprisen a prison predicting anger's nearby impetuously apprised surprise. So too, Freedom cannot thrive where addiction has hard helped us feel we are not softly worthy to survive "Loser" labelled struggles with addiction cannot feel free of affliction nor can giving in to addiction's short-term affections, powers to feel...

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You shall always think of me. You shall soon see How you went about it all wrongly, As well as how you wronged me. You shall always think of me. You shall soon see How I much rather things be, And how it will benefit both you and me....

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Our final hour draws near As the pillars of the earth Are raised above the threshold The human condition of primeval primitivity It's tribal, and civilized devices Our cherished, but brittle and unstable societal constructs Have been refined and pondered upon By wisemen for a millennia But they remain all the same of gold and jewel hoarding merchant swine Or the Lord of the land which...

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Into the Flames is where your soul will remain The book of Life thirsts for God's pen of judgement and smite Can't erase it even if you thought forgetting would please Him You walked around without repentance holding on to your demons Apologies excuses of the awful, eyes of grief as if bleeding Only pity for the innocent not a...

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The only thing I hate more than unintelligence Is a bold-faced liar that thinks they blend amongst friends Using weakenesses as weapons falsely condescending contention Crashing house of cards paper tiger denys a correction Even knowing that they face something beyond profound This game they play only works on what is gained and not found So when real life hits it...

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From the time we spent in vain There was alot I did not gain From the breath of mornings kiss To the taste of evenings bliss Cast a shadow of formless waste Hollow shell. A basket case Numbing touch I've felt before So familiar. Hard to ignore The stinging blade of treachery Has cut me deep and still I bleed Left to die this...

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"War and Peace in the Days of Love’s Retribution" All is fair in Love and War they say Lost are the gambling angels who walk tight ropes from the point where time departed the jewel stolen from her crown sacrificed for something better a child’s happiness another fallen goddess tripping between the cracks pinned to a wall in a sunless place where light tries but...

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