Short Bloodshed Poems
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A solar halo
Sol Invictus blistering
Or the cross blazing
Burning for roman bloodshed
Who in truth was Cain scheming
Crimson dome perceived
as bloodshed of a brutal act
grave silence of dark
is to condole with the bereaved
Place: 3rd
Unclothed
Anguished
Bloodshed
Outstretched
Was totally unclothed, anguished soul
Hands sides thorned head bloodshed, outstretched whole
lone bugle laments
their bloodshed and sacrifice
ne’er forget their feat
Premier Contest Sen-ru (rather than hi-ku)
Sponsor Brian Strand
4th PLACE
Leap from the bed, need to stay ahead
of the upstart pack, baying for bloodshed
Visions of the abyss, from high on life's cliff
spur me to fight the daily battle for bread
Gates of hell were opened
Guttural groans were heard
Grotesque ghouls overhead
Gowned in gossamer gauze
Gnarled fingers reached for me
Guilefully, they took flight
Gory night of bloodshed
Bloodshed
Unnecessary
Peace wanted? Then work for it
Stop fighting
It’s really that simple a task
To just stop, live peacefully
With love
Cameo syllable count is 2,5,7,3,8,7,2, unrhymed
Can not see the view
till you step in the shoe
A lot of bloodshed
Not a word said
Judgement a gesture,
Pain and the pressure,
Cries by the eyes,
need not visible,
the heart sneezes,
a part pleases.
Form:
All you sweet childen, gather round
Gonna teach y'all 'bout life and where we're bound
Gonna finally get it right
No more bloodshed or fight
The secret to our existence will finally be found
a basin of water and soap
can wash dirt in clothes
but a lake cannot wash
sins committed in hearts
a whole mountain eruption
cannot burry offended soul
dirt is ordinary
sin is extraordinary
bloodshed is mystery
Love
Witness
Peacefulness
Not robotic
Flesh under control
Appetite for Bible
Leaning on bloodshed of cross
It is great to be alive now
See Jesus' face shining in heaven
God controls with wisdom, power, and love
Form:
God, where is thy hand?
Too many have died;
How many have cried,
Because of bloodshed?
Should man's innocence,
Be blessed,
With a death sentence?
I'm ready for the end,
Of needless punishment.
©2015 Honestly JT
blood drops
falling skyward
and down again
causing pillars of blood
and dirt of maimed reddened figures
scattered across the land
the bloodshed continues
on sides of good
and of evil
pillars of skyward bloodshed
form.
bloodshed of the kings
until Christ arrives
with mournival of aces
a double-edged sword “The Word”
creates; and obliterates evil
8/19/2022
*mournival - set of 4, comes from the French word meaning a “slap in face.”
Always there, something that I dread;
Tired of emotional bloodshed;
Tightens and unravels the thread
inside my head, inside my head;
Keeping a serene habitat,
grabbing a close friend for a chat
quick to lower your thermostat;
Imagine that, imagine that.
My breaking point
has been reached
one wrong look is
gonna end in bloodshed
I'm a ticking time bomb
come test me
I'll leave you in pieces
believe me this
when it comes down to
you or me
we both already know the answer
so step up or step off
because I would love to
destroy you
Synonymous of The Roman legion,
Is strength and patriotism,
Courage put to swords!
Determined bloodshed, belligerent war,
Humanity stands the gaff,
Victory or failure ?
Kimos- 10/7/6
Written on 30/6/14
Contest- The Roman Legion
Sponsor- Isaiah Zerbst
Ranked 4th
Stand among the bloodshed petals,
Close your eyes, your mind, and pause.
Bare your palm, curl back your fingers,
Feel my phantom hand in yours.
Miles of stone, a landscape laced,
We’ll carve our own, white row on row.
They fell in war as I, in love,
Have fallen, so the poppies grow.
one slice of the knife.
i see bloodshed.
im free to break away from these chains that suffocate my soul.
nothing left but blood on the floor.
no more pain.
im done with the game of life
someday it may make sense
but all i see it death.
break it down
crush it
take my heart
no more pain
280.
No to Bloodshed!
Behold the 1 you want to become more
In your eyes I am a hateful wild boar
But in truth, I can even never be a melee warrior
My physique is not fit for a gladiator
Nor for a bloodthirsty matador!
-11/20/2014
(Dumarao)
*My Bloody Poems Collection
Stone pebbles crush beneath my sandals
Bare skin welcoming warm breezes
in the aftermath of a cold shameful bath
Washing crimson away and
my soul bit by bit Honor is the excuse
given for bloodshed
River rock and coy drink in my horrors
bear now the burden that drives these feet
upon this pebbled road
In absence
that led to such desire
a frail beauty
forever filled with tears of an empty empire
spoke in 'his' mothers tongue
of diamonds
and bloodshed.
He smiled,
pulled her off the silken sheets of night
"darkness is all of our light dear child
your such a beast
In light
and darkness
or absence of both."
Form:
blood of my pain
all i see is my grave stone ,words rest in pain
for your standing over me crying
all the words of wrong you said
but it to late
I'm f...ing dead
so the pain runs through your head
see laying in you bed all the bloodshed .
the night walker sorry for the fword
if all were children
the world would be better
the world would be a playground,
if all were children
there’d be no tainted thoughts
no stains of bloodshed
the world would be pure
if all were children
there’d be equality without judgment,
a level of freedom and harmony
and living would balance like a seesaw
O! Human of flesh, blood and bones,
Killing each other—for reasons only heaven knows.
Where has your humanity gone?
The idea of love, peace and fraternity—gone.
Wake up, O sleeping soul,
Enmity and bloodshed are not your goal.
You are the greatest creation of God,
So get your act together—
And prove it against all odds.