Scorpion Poems - Poems about Scorpion

...A scorpion will never face it’s own stinger. A bear will never maul itself. Why then do some men have wounds they wont talk about? It’s not always the arrow that kills you, it’s the infection. ......Read More

...AMBIVALENT The swallowing of a morsel can't be justified If the stomach still hurts. Scorpion– the shining demon, who doesn't stop until it’s quashed applauds as it was filled with goosebumps. ......Read More

... SCARY HALLOWEEN Dusky evening merging Halloween night Crowd of cloud on sky: Absolute no light. Nocturnal owl and violent Vampire fight. ......Read More

...I chase my pains; they fail to move, Their strength, indeed, they wished to prove; Midst joys, like thistles, they appear, Like cobras, they, within, fright gear; Grieves caused by dear and near ......Read More

...Wandering in the desert profanity infused me Each word like a scorpion the curses on fire The sand an abrasive the cactus a warning The sting of my words —killing prophet and liar (Dreams......Read More

...I came here for riches, Spoiled with gold, But everyone wants a chance, So I reached where no one else goed, I came across a scorpion, A devilish way to go, With a point that came across just a......Read More

... Only Last week with his Holy Bible, I had to challenge Sam’s loaded pistol, The whole spectacle indescribable Thoughts of “Who did in him new thoughts instill? This could yield cops’ visit a......Read More

...''Beware, for I am fearless, and therefore powerful.'' (Mary Shelley) You airy spider A charred abortion of the piglet Creation You naughty poisonous hound flying Incognito amidst my majesti......Read More

... EVENING SKY The moon and stars lit up the evening sky A comet slowly wandered by I gaze at the constellations everywhere Venus here and a scorpion over there Leo to the left, the Southern ......Read More

... I am the mother of chaos and beauty, You can either love or hate me. I behold the mythology of the Greek gods, The book of Folktales you been told. I am your......Read More

...Forget-Me-Nots Across the field, I trampled a path, When I held back and marvelled to see Near the babbling brook beneath the trees, A sea of blue of scorpion grass: Tiny blooms asway i......Read More

...A small desire like a spark, I do not know lit from where, Frenzy of becoming an orator in me did flair; I watched often, like blackbirds, seldom shutting my eye-lids, Each speech of great orators......Read More

...Felix is dead I have a tail, huge teeth Which I only use for food I love the pack leader I walk with him each day But I’ve heard a rumour Someone new is coming to stay I bite through toys ......Read More

...He/him (ratty, scrawny, and tetchy ugly villain) scurried into dark recesses of hermitage averse to cavort, frolic, inure himself into the duplicitous schemes capitalized, glorified, popular......Read More

...When someone walks in The bedroom, after your life - She walks into your life, that is Then has authority to walk in Wherever you are, even on "Easter " That moment is RESURRECTION 101 And eve......Read More