Short Assaults Poems
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Going through life facing false accusations verbal assaults and other negative behaviors, but proving you can overcome all
Cracked mirrors can’t waltz
Chipped from previous assaults
Just there to show faults
By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX
We treat impotence with a science,
And, we are proud of the results!
Twenty percent of our clients,
Were jailed for sexual assaults!
If I were perfume
I would file many cases
against young ladies
for serial indecent assaults
breach of my privacy
obscene daily errands
and forced love affairs
Should I stay or should I go?
Will the abuse stop?
Tell me, I want to know.
Fight or flight, I want to get it right.
No more assaults on me,
I ‘ll pack my bags and flee in the night.
sharp words
scratching against the fabric
of civilized society
slowly tearing apart
the structure
of reason and tolerance
ignorant assaults
launched by loud
self-appointed
self-important
self-aggrandizing
fools
Teen age is the Spring Life.
Eddy of emotions assaults,
Ebullitions of sensations invade,
Narrative of a new phase begins.
Age of transformations,
Gallery of unforgettable memories.
Enshrine them ,with tenderness, forever.
When you’re in full control, the harm I do
may be quite small and, given time, should fade.
When you grant ME control, what may ensue?
assaults, wrecked lives, and killings, a parade
of wicked acts. All goodness says "Adieu!"
pause a bit lovers,
and fun-makers of football
If one could count
the number of wounds
inflicted on football
assaults on the round thing
a diplomatic asylum
would be given promptly
to footballs on earth
for them to live in peace
freedom and liberty
Hiding Place
After the beatings your darkness was
my protection. My source of comfort
after the sexual assaults. Hanging clothes
were a curtain against the evil.
Blankets on the floor held me close
and secure. As a child you were my favorite
friend. My hiding place.
The door opens,
and there he stands.
Knife in hand,
searching the room
for his victim.
Heavy footsteps
rhythmically fall
on the cabin floor.
The stench of sweat
assaults my nose.
I whimper
beneath the bed,
praying that I will
not be noticed,
or my story will end.
our hearts clenched as one
so much love we shared
our dreams two different paths
our lives dividing
going our separate ways
spiraling into
verbal assaults
our love compressed
unraveling,
disheveled,
undone
our relationship losing shape
releasing into a motionless drift
A necklace of flowers
to soften sadness
that torments you ...
A bouquet of silences
to defuse tears
that assaults you ...
An outburst of joy
to evict yours
bitterness ....
A fresh love for
shut everyone up
the traces of cold memories ...!
Even though it's war,
my hope is not over,
nor my humanity...
After the assaults,
flowers will be reborn,
and even then
the smiles will return,
humanity will not modify...
With so many missiles thrown,
those who perform war,
will also feel pain
and suffering... and love
reigned again,
some day, soon... !
Sweat not
What frightens you?
What keeps you freezing in your track?
Frighten no more
In you lives One who can ward off the assaults
Stop the fear
Get with Him
With the only One who can
Love He will give
Find your protective Father
Mightily He will welcome you
Will back you
Will raise you
Keep you
Frightened you?
No chance
Go
splendid fairywren
in the long sunshine of life
songs keen as a knife
crimson sky or dawn
once cream moon's done her dreaming
silk roses preening
airy fairy spell
as the summer heat assaults
a thing no one faults
diamond gemmed blue wings
smooth and easy hopping grace
when jade frog croaks bass
layers of fog
blanket the bayou
obscuring vision
the pungency of decay
assaults my senses
3/17/15
For Andrea's Tanka 2 contest
6th place
Somewhere I lost my way
Giving my darkness rule
I have no grasp of myself
A complete lack of control
My mouth has dried out
After a crude showing
Unleashing verbal assaults
I can no longer sleep
For my eyes are glued open
The thoughts terrorize me
Never a moments peace
Hope, an empty notion
My bones diseased with fear
I see no redemption
Lyn Church
In the place where I live,
there was nothing before...
No house, no constructions
it was total desolation...
Now they planted grain of
development, sowed
bricks, glass and tiles and
invented urban labyrinth
in the place of haphazard and stones...
But they brought regrettable
resulting from modernity:
Fear, terror, accidents and assaults...
Is this progress...!?
A doer was seeking
a physical thing
in this age of carnality.
Truth falls on your
path when you become
an absentee.
Take a break from
the silent assaults. Do
not go for a dirty play.
I will not do any
commerce with the paid
style of the omnivores.
The soil does not need
any weapons. It was
always under your feet.
I will wait for a disaster
to happen.
Satish Verma
restless heavens strike
sky pregnant with tsunami ---
coal black gloomy clouds
thunderbolt assaults
gleam daylight cleaves into dusk ---
waves of cosmos break
rainbow pacifies
winds wash their face in drizzles ---
sun in day dream blinks
21 September 2022
A Haiku Collection of Three - Nature Themed Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Syllables Checked in: PS Syllable Counter
They scream assaults in their faces
Across the land in all places
Treat all law enforcement the same
When only the some are to blame
There are police with a good soul
Trying to help, in their work role
Dodging objects and spit their way
How do you think they sleep at night?
Told to stand down without a fight
We will not survive in this way
Without law and order today!
Heidi Sands
6/23/20
Angry acts begin.
Harmful words would never flare,
Count to ten then once again.
Wildfire spreading fast,
With mistaken, muddled acts.
Smokey aftertaste will last.
Then finessed assaults,
Vainly exit, pride intact,
Casting blame, the other's fault.
Friendships fall head-long,
Disarrayed in stumbled steps.
Puzzled reasons blurred then gone.
Gene Bourne.
10-22-14
.
buds open at night
like the stars on a clear sky~
bees come to molest
dandy butterflies
land on bunches of flowers~
kissing each in turn
claws of predators
dig deep into the soft flesh~
audacious abuse
dark assaults the light
white clouds scurry in great fear~
gross molestation
Dec.1.2022
A Brian Strand Choice Hiku, Footle,Tanka, Clerihew Poetry Contest
Although should be quiet
must be a turmoil
must act as a pirate
that assaults and seizes
all treasures including hearts...
love has to be fever
rapture and in pleasure
fire in the rain...
Love must be cascade
and flowing water
washing pain and
giving impressive illusion
to the body and the soul...
Love must overcome anger
beating danger... because,
love is a always forward
never a come back