Short Assaulted Poems
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Assaulted by waves of profanity
high tides of depravity
Bestrewn, shards of urbanity
~ flotsam of humanity
pungent skunk like smell
my nose feels assaulted
eyes quickly water
horrible stench makes me wail
i quickly see Bambi's friend
if any jet ever broke the sound barrier
it must have been this jet
her loudness assaulted our silence
awakening sleeping elves and gnomes
Last week I was assaulted by the boss
Self-employed, I was probably into the sauce
Whatta ham I am
As serious as I can
No need for the cops, just got some minor flaws
I once knew a poet named Andrea.
Assaulted by someone’s hysteria,
she wouldn’t engage,
but feeling some rage,
she fought all night long with insomnia.
(It's kinda true!!!)
The peep of morning's winking light
Woke the rooster's sour and tart crowing musical assault
He assaulted my senses until they will be heard
"up you lazy body"
Arise and greet the sleeping mongrel...
His fleas beg to be fed!
Political verses
They came and looked.
Assaulted the dwellers
We preferred blindness
The winner robs all
Apartheid normalized
Slowly we see horror
They murder the holly.
That insists on surviving.
The pure outpace evil.
Form:
How did this happen?
Only a year ago...
Laughing, loving, living. Sudden
Occupation by men with evil intent.
Cast into boxcars like animals.
Assaulted and beaten by soldiers.
Unable to stand, to move, to think.
Selection.
Time ends.
Americans lifted their picket
When Cuba proved they can't lick it
The bureaucrats came
And went back home lame
The Yanks just can't tolerate cricket!*
*Research concluded American diplomats
were assaulted by Cuban crickets rather than a sonic
bombardment.
Asleep, it seemed, on lonely stretch of beach,
wearing toddler’s clothes, life just out of reach;
wretched photo destined to win many awards
while families assaulted by hatred’s petards,
many villains here caused this sorrowed fate,
pinned by vicious manifestations of human hate.
With Biden and Xi hand in hand
Fentanyl precursors are banned
What’s the surprise
As costs of a high rise?
The incentive for crime will expand!
Author’s note: I expect many more of us will be burglarized, robbed, and assaulted. What’s the harm in focusing on treating addiction?
The scales read a destiny .
Couldn't infer if it assembled wreckage.
Living is dying.
Love is still assaulted in those wooden beds
Ecstasy emanates from grotesque faiths.
They define and lie .
Revere the paradox and feed the lust
nothing exist ..
Ahead lies everything in shambles.
An Alliigator's Fine Final Finale
A fairy fractured forever alleged an assault from former friend
Frenzied and angry, fairy father argued at fairy’s arraignment
Forever fractured, assaulted fearless fairy fought friend’s aliases.
Alligator allegedly assaulted former friend, as a fine final finale.
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Fish dewatered delicious
is sucked dry with salt
its flesh assaulted
rung out, and dried stark stiff.
Wishes like fishes rise in expectation
that hopes and dreams will flourish
but knock-backs, rebuffs and rejections
desiccate dreams with onslaught of salt,
shrivelling wishes, wizen to salt wish.
Stuck in the middle
of a pandemic crisis
broken
in a time
of do or die
all I think is
your deep blue eyes
and your killing
heavenly smile...
You are
my last stop on earth
where the flowers of hope
blossom in full
in a place assaulted
from a pandemic virus
in a world
harrowingly beautiful...
waterside vigil
buffalo nears water hole
lions crouch low nearby
three-pronged ambuscade
buffalo calf culled from herd
swift pincer attack
quarried prey springs forth
stressed calf serpentines about
lead lion cuts angle
driven toward snare
flanks assaulted from both sides
vise tightened prey clasped
taken from home
as young as the age of five
told you don't have a name no more
and your parents aren't alive
flogged and whipped
abused and assaulted
attempts of escape
then years of trauma resulted
changed the way you spoke
being black was a ban
then they question why
you have a hatred
for the white man
Lady Day -
In love with you I fell!
After devouring Strange Fruit
Your personal interminable hell -
On stage, ending of every performance,
You cried,
Because it assaulted you
Profoundly inside.
Beautiful Lady -
You should be crowned
For your illustrious voice,
Treasure unbound.
Inspired by Billie Holiday.
A. Green
Time passed rapidly
Crime rate is increasing
as time pass
Sexually assaulted case
Increases
but nobody is ready
to take action
Today one girl suffer
Tomorrow we may be one
Support each and every girl
to take action
So, we can be safe in future
Let's be united
to solve the problems
to bring happiness in future...
I count the hours
as I welcome the pelt of rain
harmoniously thumping and splattering against the
melancholic chug-chug screech of the train
10 hours
of not being assaulted by your words
hours devoid of your loudness
yet my heart is screaming, banging, drumming
10 piercing hours
time does not escape your noise
Assaulted by man and machine,
Intertwining branches of pristine woods
Form a brave barrier.
A paved path,
Line of demarcation,
Divides Nature from civilization.
The truce is uneasy;
The detritus of man
Encroaches upon the boundary.
Thus man defiles the very sanctuary
He spiritually needs,
Diminishing himself in the eyes of the gods.
Feel the compression rising
on my combusting engine,
like a turbo button pressed
by the current happening.
The brain then fireworks
into chaotic overdrive,
kick that drops me almost
face down on rushing ground.
In that split of a second
that lasts a horrid century,
I force back the reins.
Focusing this flood of energy
into the eminent task ahead
that assaulted my head.
She'd been lying on the table for some time
crumbled from being assaulted in a crime
The odor she issued had turned quite rank
Some would bluntly say, "Gawd, she stank!"
When her veins turned a gross shade of blue
I knew I had to keep her away from my fondue
"Waiter, please find me another table or booth
Ruined is my appetite for cheese and vermouth."
~Not contest bound~
I was assaulted last night,
sleepless gray hands
attached to an insane mind
kept me on the edge
of delirium.
Mind attacks are never real
but when the dark hours
cling to you like spiders
you follow those crazy thoughts
believing it is you who thinks them
but it is the spiders, the
neuronal web-weaving spiders
that talk and talk and talk
as they walk up and down
your cringing spine.
The voice of one
Crying in the Glade:
We are not safe,
We are being molested
And assaulted sexually;
We are not safe here,
We have sex without consent;
Angry dogs in the society
Have taken away our
Sexual prerogatives:
Our marriage privileges
Have been profaned,
Our future is in jeopardy:
The girl child screams:
Save us, oh Lord!
Protect us from the
Hands of these angry dogs