Riot Poems - Poems about Riot

Insanity and back again Somethings got to give Whatever you do Please don't shout my name It calls up the demon In me We partied when we were young Had to stop the world from turning We ran as fast as we could and then faster You lived for the minute and never thought it all would be gone Crushing killing Creative aptitude Not even thinking of...

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Cold choice, listen to the voice! Waver filleth all! He who suffers Sin annoys? Blanching light, thy pall. Hated minutes of each day! Flickering in time! Doubt belies all disarray! Drop and drop, O dime! Slickened hatchet, cudgel black! Blood along the back! Stuff the world down bitter crack! What then profits? Stack? Weather, winter, splinter! Shredder, call the storm! Brutal blight, art beginner? Blizzard, keep us warm! Swarm of locust,...

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I stand at the edge of a canvas, where the world is painted in hues of black and white, their quiet constancy my only refuge. Like the moon’s loyal reflection on a still lake, these two shades have danced through my life, never straying from their path. They are the steady rhythm of my heartbeat,...

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Spatter Riot Percolating slowly through the thin orange sheep skin, The poison of chaos oozes through widening pores, Bringing to boil the spattering seed of evil. ...

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What is clear (riot) I saw the working-class riot on TV it was there when workers attacked the police who are working class themselves, or was  angrily demonstrated against the influx of Moslems  changing the streets and of their culture  fanatic Islamists  performing street prayers to stop traffic  I have read that jobs for offer lately have gone  to incomers who work...

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Mother tongue held in such high regard, not only words, tone is known. Beating chests signal the end, well maybe in the mind of the ignorant. Broken glass, and sweeping rubble make for the coldest of soundtracks to the nightly news. Failing to heal without the bandage of community, fractured are the few. Discontent and disavowed...

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Heated to silence Cold in violence I wish i could not dream I plan not to sceam I heard they were quiet How calm was the riot To claim victory in nothing To hold on to while you are wanting Its best could have been worst I died drowning in what i thirst Redeemed by my guilt I stand on...

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When law and order broke down on the street, And people run riotous, with no retreat, Looting and destroying city's core, Youth, in their recklessness, yearn for war. But only those who've witnessed war's cruel face, Can truly cherish peace and its embrace. A youngster clamoring for battles to wage, Knows not that war brings death and endless rage. Until, suddenly, hundreds fall...

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Race riot I went to a dancing competition, little did I know it was naked dancing by grotesque old people the young in the audience laughed till their faces became a mask of horror, looking  at their future someone pointed at me, look! he is old, grabbed me and tried to tear my clothes off I jumped out of the window and landed...

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Has there ever been a time in history When war or something similar Like ugly violence or a riot People are never satisfied never content Never happy with their lives But there is a solution... trust me There has to be... SMILE! ...

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Soft, like solitude, silent and still Soothing away the sorrows, Grumbling, rumbling, suggestions Muffled by mystery, our history – Trembling beneath the shadows, Quivering in life’s strange insurgences ...

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Never say never It could happen It could not Committed to Non-commitment Vocalizations stuck on Silence It's enticing? It's inciting Riots Put your President Behind bars Unlocked my cage Set me free Free to roam In the predator's enclosure Your enticements are incitements...

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There once lived a huge, black bear named quiet In the forest, he ate a bland diet Never one to roar He was such a bore ‘Til gobbling a troll, rousing a riot A Funny or Bawdy Limerick Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin May 2, 2023 ...

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Oh! How great it tastes: Steamy Riot But is it delicious like Quiet? How glorious it appears: Chariot Still in some wars and conflicts: Idiot… I had had to talk about Riot: The scene promising all but quiet, The maddest jury of a chariot, As men go for chaos like diet. Real and fake claims clash with canisters They flee who had...

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