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Short Barbarity Poems

Short Barbarity Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Barbarity by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Barbarity by length and keyword.


Premium Member Enough
Did not search him
    though I'd authority

  No cage left in me
    for barbarity...

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Categories: barbarity, emotions, evil,
Form: Rhyme



POSITIVE THINKING POETRIX




               Usury and surplus value,
                barbarity and treachery
          do not adorn with love and poetry....
...

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Categories: barbarity, allusion, appreciation, extended metaphor,
Form: Epigram
WE ARE STILL HERE




       Barbarity and treachery
        are not things of God...
     true resistance of the innocent,
        yes, it is a divine thing...!...

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Categories: barbarity, allusion, analogy, blessing, truth,
Form: Epigram
When I
this is hellish born
when I cannot control my rudeness to other
when I deny my barbarity
when I want to be the unknown of my impurity
when I reach to vertex point of my conceit
when I make myself blind as the ruler of ego
when I create uproar for illegal demand



-December 02, 2019 Chattogram...

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Categories: barbarity, introspection,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Mature Audiences Only
If tolerance for violence be a sign of one's prime,
and indecency one can't unsee be viewed without crime.
If lewdness is excused as entertainment for adults
and cussing isn't obscene, just comical insults.
If vulgarity and barbarity be maturity's gauge, 
then though I'm over twenty three, I'm well underage.

3-20-2021...

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Categories: barbarity, age, dark, evil, irony, lust, murder, sin,
Form: Rhyme



Such As the Tree Is, Such Is the Fruit
Snaking through rocks, flowing on sand
The river sings charm and charity
Infesting the cosmos and the land
The ill-disposed breathe barbarity

Like an orchestra, man’s life may seem
Easy or hard, some keep the accord
For want of goodwill, ethos, or esteem
Playing virtue, some cannot afford

Yet faking and playing, others can fulfill
Masks of goodness they wear only to
Foist on you and me some sickly swill
If only motives, we could see through...

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Categories: barbarity, nature,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things