Ruthless Poems - Poems about Ruthless

Ruthless heart running around the street with desires pulling strings in dark corners of night, corrupting the people that they meet and causing commotion in the street. The wet grass is filtering a strange feeling in the atmosphere and my heart began to fear. It was just yesterday you came this way but you didn’t bother...

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virtue is nothing claimed nothing but acceptance weary roads of unstable to reach out to my mother inherited sadness, taken-on imbalance derangement of two, nobody understood. the so-called wise woman said "ignore, ignore the signals" how could i be so ruthless and oversee the madness tying us through this long hall of the past no one takes a step neither could walk away to break the curse and...

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In shadows cold, you made your stand, With all the nerve yet none of the spine You broke my heart with a ruthless hand The bed you chose, I wish lies unmanned, A ghostly hollow of your design In shadows cold, you made your stand True friends arise, they understand, But your treachery wears a warmer sign You broke...

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i feel for yesterday's blooms already withering already past their prime their innocence consumed their beauty fading in the night depleted with the passage of time their message scattered to the breeze how i resonate and feel for them here for a moment then gone Posted on October 13, 2024...

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Time is not our master; it's our measure. I watch the hands that sweep the face, one second at a time. While contemplating minutes passed, they’re silent, as a mime. The crawl of time is ruthless, and considers others not. Ignores life’s circumstances, plus inhibits peaceful thought. The mysteries of time abound. All secrets so well kept. I cannot understand its scope, my reasoning, inept. Time won’t...

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Fighting the night, I run to the light, Something hides in my chamber, It stealthy comes out, The night is recalcitrant, I'm relentless. August 12, 2023....

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I'm planting my hopes in silent passion A harsh winter salad I fear with greenfly and spider I'm waiting for perpetual rain and to fathom the reasons why? you left me furlong in the mud blonde and ruthless , telling me something I didn't know...

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“Still got that tin box that we used to ash cigarettes in college” she asked. "Yeah, it still carries the ashes of my tenderness that I burned with every cigarette I lit after losing you." he replied. Silence pronged, lips touched, but this time he could not close his eyes....

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Oh! Just come here and see, these hands are tied, tied with a rope fragile than glass. Someone, walk upto me, I'm pleading, while I'm on my knees, untie this knot and set me free. I see this rope is knitted with three strands, the first is promise, the second is hope yet the strongest one is morality. Losing them once made me free and...

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The merciless judgment where the fruit fell ...

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I called you my Ruth, but you refused Ruth to Root Your name is like a silver spoon, but you prefer to be called back of a pot that is as dark as charcoal You are Ruthless from birth You have no Root called Ruth. I prefer to stand strong on the ground, but you've sent a strong wind to uproot me Forcing...

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The Magnet of the Mind - from Powerful Piece to Powerless Pawn by Ruthless Robber - Aggressive Alzheimer's February 17, 2021...

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Caught up in a swift maelstrom of my own emotional dances Showing blips and bleeps of my diabolical solid evil side, I began twirling myself into my usual schizophrenic frenzy Was the result pandemonium? Bedlam? A straight jacket? Ruthless vibrancy flung into an enthusiastic vigor of truth, In a luminous way I have to admit it was...

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the colorful, condescending cat sat on a meaty, meaningful mat while eating a repugnant, ruthless rat the caring, contented cat sat on this a mangy, murderous mat while eating a remarkable, rough, ruthless rat the clean, clear cat sat on a mellow, while coughing up huge horrific, heaved hairballs magical mat after digesting it… 3/4/2020 written words by James...

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Up early and off to school I must go Full of pep and not too slow, That was then when I was young This is now a new age I have begun, How I hate them as I climb out of bed Early mornings are for the dead, Unreasonable I must seem Unyieldingly demanding where is my coffee cream, But I did love...

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