Scream Poems - Poems about Scream

Enough, he said with voice pitched low Enough for now, he whispered slow And curled in upon himself Having nothing left to show Knowing no one and nonself Enough, he cried though no one heeded Enough for now, as he retreated And left another piece behind Having no faith to be intreated Perceiving his own broken mind Enough, he proclaimed with a tremor Enough for...

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Date: June 17, 2025 I wandered through a bleeding dusk, the wind forgot my name. A rose was growing from the dust— I reached, and it became the fog that hums like swallowed screams. My lungs forget to breathe. I taste old blood beneath my tongue. Each petal cuts me in my sleep— what did I dare believe? Each step I took was stitched with...

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(written, not from experience – but from hearing the screams of the voiceless) a letter from home, the womb where I grow… 2 Corinthians 12:9 “And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power...

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Turpentine waters of paranoia ripple beneath an opaque surface, merging with the burnt umber sun, ravenously setting over the savage distance. Did the earth just crack open within its core...? An ungovernable fear hastens— up my spine ...

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Two lips so busy yet so little to say so little, with a voice so far, far away. Yet hear your heart scream maybe it's better this way. Not that you seduced anything innocent, as you'd have them believe. Yet believing came easily enough for you.. and much too easy for me. Like the tire swing not always shared...

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"Raise the Shields" (Dr. Spence Linking Pin Sonnet for Child Abuse Prevention Month) Cries pierce the silence where trust should have grown, Grown are the shadows where safety's unknown, Unknown are the wounds that no eye can see, See how the soul screams while lips whisper "free." Free them from hands that betray every vow, Vow to stand firm and protect them...

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"If that isn't love The ocean is dry There's no star in the sky And the sparrow can't fly If that isn't love Then heaven's a myth There's no feeling like this If that isn't love" -Dottie Rambo How can this screeching ache persist deep in my bowels? Like he's continuing to rip my heart to shreds everyday. The promises we whispered ...

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A laugh can be more terrifying than a roar or a scream in the wrong light, In the long night, Lunatic giggles Idiot he-haws Obscene chuckles When the quiet hour, the full moon time, Spreads its leathery wings Jaw aching, teeth chattering, Cruel cold Spits sleet at your window The monster slobbering down the glass That sound... That ugly, witless noise Turns your knees to rotten fruit Your...

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Idyllic illicit illusion… Complicit daydream delusion… Explicit panoply profusion… Other worldly garlanded gems.. Purring poetic…balletic..stirring kinetic aesthetic.. Absurdly drop atop delicious stems.. Heavenly blue hue...serenity’s serendipitous shade.. Or purple patch so plush…fairies blamelessly blush.. Bucolic blossom hush... mother nature's made.. Garnishing..varnishing.. intricate forest floor laid.. Magical mist…delicate..sumptuously sprayed... Trysts persist…unctuously dappled glade.. How can you resist..not be swayed? Flagrantly decadently displayed. Fragrantly delectably conveyed... Casts seasonal smorgasbord spells.. Marvel...

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The throat is taut, a cord of hidden pain, A speechless surge where words cannot remain. The lungs compress, a pressure deep and vast, A noiseless cry that time cannot outlast. The eyes, wide pools, reflect a darkened sky, Where inner storms in voiceless fury lie. The hands, they clench a gesture of despair, A language etched in moments cold and bare. No...

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Am I here, am I there ... Am I screaming everywhere, Can't get in, can't get out Snared by what it's all about Beats of blue-green 'round my head Share the space with rockets of red, Splashes of yellow paint pour ... Black and white reassures me more Louder and louder, nearly deaf Are there any sane one's left?, Just what is it,...

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Although I love, I don’t agree Sometimes the heart – it just can’t see Beyond the sin, the iniquity Fleshly desires, taunting me. Although I love, I don’t agree with her She’s pointing the way, a connoisseur Of sin in this world, sin who will recur Again and again, appealing to concur Her sin, though often ignored Offers an evil that I cannot afford, Sin...

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there was an old man named Munch who decided on a tryst over brunch he thought he met the girl of his dreams she let out a scream and he said my dear I have something to paint over lunch ...

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I hate having bad dreams, They can taunt you and torture you, Scare you and male you scream, There are many more things they can also do, Like hurt you, harm you, Make you cry out in pain, You can do things in them you would never do, Like murdering people and constantly being left with a blood stain, Bad dreams aren’t just...

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You look at me with a lot of disgust/ But, you really don't see me/ You don't see the power in me/ You are not aware of my divinity/ You think you are smart/ But if you knew what I hold inside/ If you knew what I really am/ You would scream, scream, scream/...

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