Revenge Poems - Poems about Revenge

A tale is told of a cruel man who once cast a stone at a righteous dervish’s head. The poor man, too meek to strike back, picked up the stone and kept it close?—? waiting. Time passed. The king, angered by that cruel man’s misdeeds, cast him into a bottomless, dark pit. The dervish came to the edge, aimed?—? and hurled the same stone down...

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The most important person in his life was his daughter He couldn't live without her She was his whole heart Life without her wasn't worth it He reminisced on a life that slowly killed him Weakened him Mistreated him But when he found out he was going to be a father He felt like for him life had just started He vowed she would...

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Never wish death upon your enemy, wish that they beg for death. Drink from silver cups of silence, haunted by ghosts of breath. Let their triumphs rot in shadow, gold turn to sand. Every crown one of thorns. every touch a reprimand. Let mirrors show them what they buried, let time refuse to heal, not with fire, but with memory, may they learn what it means...

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He hones his purpose on a stone whet of spite, Edge kissed to gleam in the dead of night. Relentless is the echo tuned to hindsight. Endless in the knowing his cause is right. His grip is firm, his whetstone flat. His purpose honed to revenge in tit-for-tat. The axe grinder, can't ever get over that. Old grudges are ground in, with...

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Steel-bound words once carved in stone, Now rust in whispers, dead and alone. The oaths we swore in fire and ash, Lie shattered now—mere ghosts of past. A blade was drawn, a wound was made, Yet scars still whisper, cold and frayed. Beneath the weight of silent screams, The echoes writhe, the soul redeems. Ink turns black beneath the...

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...Have you ever seen true madness take full possession of a man? Gobayth’s dreams of coming home were now all well and truly damned. It’s said he screamed for half the night, so much that it damaged his throat, and it was not long after that he started slaying ‘settled’ folk. The first target was a merchant travelling with his concubine and his two slaves...

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...A jolt ran though the broken men, like wraiths they rose, streamed for the door, Gobayth waved them on until nobody remained anymore. They raced on towards the small hut where all of the pick-aces lay, some guards were starting to notice, running about every which way. Gobayth wished the poor men luck, but he did not follow their path, and instead ran to the...

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...After a bit her cries died down, everyone could see she was dead, a small head hung between her thighs, mother and son covered in red. He had seen so much callousness, but this he just couldn’t believe, it was after seeing this horror Gobayth decided to leave. Of course, it took some time to plan, in the day the watch was intense, men along...

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...Gobayth’s mind was nearly crushed, this was his life now, it appeared, and all sorts of depressing thoughts flooded his mind that first half-year. Was this what life was really like for most of the souls in this world? An endless, unpaid drudgery, with slashing whips always unfurled? Was this how ‘settled’ people lived? Is so, then why bother with life? How could those outside...

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...Finally Gobayth came to a devastated mountainside, the trees and soil stripped away, slaves cutting out blocks of great size. They led him to a wooden hut where several gold coins were exchanged, the mine owner said, “Bring him out, fit him for his own set of chains!” He was forced out into the pit, driven forward by several guards, who showered him with stinging...

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I’ve seen many look to the sky and to the gods earnestly plead, what sins have the committed that require so many to bleed? Why does Lord Diyal ride the lands, do things that make your stomach churn, his soldiers loot and pillage all… Why do they make your cities burn? I can tell you that it begins with a young man named Gobayth, a...

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“I like my lover's heart blackened with a deeper shade of darkness, where the ravens and I can rest in peace.” Ann Marie Eleazer She had her potions ready, plus an arrow etched with runes. Stygian mists swirled all around, yet she had perfect aim. Into the dark forest she went and spotted the raven. A...

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A dinosaur, two tons or three, Heard tell from a mammal quite wee: “Why, one day your tar Shall burn in a car That’s driven by creatures like me!” ...

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Sam was cleared of all charges Anita’s family was shocked Audible gasps filled the court room Someone began shouting and was led out by the bailiff Mr. Tweed has been cleared of all charges, The jury has found him not guilty. Someone began to sob. Anita’s family sat motionless, in horror. They wanted to blame someone for her murder. Sam was the likely culprit,...

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From the time that he’s awake his little fingers start to quake posting lies to suit his needs planning out his dirty deeds Wide awake in dead of night planning out new cons for spite making out a target list balling-up his tiny fist Counting up his many foes using fingers, tiny toes fueled by hate and bigotry led by greed and...

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