Short Executions Poems
Short Executions Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Executions by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Executions by length and keyword.
February
Cold, abbreviated February,
host to nobel, famous politicians.
Day commemorating dignitary,
valentines addressed on loving missions;
Cupid's bow delivers executions.
Leap year makes your stay a little longer,
winter's freeze and ice a wee bit stronger....
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Categories:
executions, february,
Form:
Rhyme
Disgusting
d-rump just delivered a punish'em speech
how 'brilliantly' stupid can a person be
avoiding gun control
but equating hate crime with mental illness
so more police and executions are needed
is this guy for real
he's a friggin con man
there to put money in certain pockets
stan sand...
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Categories:
executions, anti bullying, anxiety,
Form:
Free verse
Feel the Wind Sigh
Where's the smog
And the pollution
Only noise, the frogs
No gangland executions
Millions of stars in the sky
Nights crisp, fresh and cool
I can feel the wind sigh
Nature -- not man -- rules
Lack of excitement or buzz?
-- Doesn't bother me
I've fled Los Angeles
For God's country...
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Categories:
executions, nature, stars, wind,
Form:
Rhyme
Russia's Back and Shootin'
From Lenin to Stalin
Khrushchev to Gorbachev
The USSR tried to
choke the West off
Now with Vladimir Putin
Russia's back and shootin'
Masters of duplicity
Executions through toxicity
________________________
Note: The last syllable of each
name in the second line can
be pronounced like the English
word 'off.'...
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Categories:
executions, history, leadership, violence, world,
Form:
Rhyme
Night Settles In
A woman is burned to death on a NY subway train
Yawn
Murderer Mangione raises $200k on Go-Fund-Me
Yawn
Homeowner is jailed for ousting a squatter
Yawn
POTUS commutes 37 of 40 death row executions
Yawn
Night settles in ~
No sightings of dawn
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Categories:
executions, dark, day, death, night,
Form:
Free verse
Forgiveness Now
How long does it take
For the Old Sin to wash away
Will there be a time when
Forgiveness becomes the cry
For those who have transgressed
And crossed the line in the sand
Do we start again at this time
Or have they been punished enough
Even when executions occur
The opinion is that they have
Paid the price for their deeds
And allowed to rest in peace.
© Paul Warren Poetry...
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Categories:
executions, forgiveness,
Form:
Ballad
Where Doctors Fear To Tread
What can match the sheer perfection
of executions by injection?
Every oath that`s ever been
obliges men but no machine.
There's nothing personal in a bleep
uniting brothers Death and Sleep.
From vacant eyes I seem to heed
words inaudible that plead:
"Burn me, hang me from a tree,
take everything save dignity."
No valediction can they log
when they put you down like a suffering dog...
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Categories:
executions, integrity, irony,
Form:
Couplet
Destination What
How timeless
you were,
O, violence;
after summary executions.
A climactric battle
rages on, with self.
Inside you, seeking devastatingly-
the brown earth.
After the black night,
I will wait for a bright
sun. it is there, feel
of sharp landing, through the eye of a needle.
Freedom from the legacy
of legends. Where you were,
there was no traffic
of crawling truths.
Satish Verma...
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Categories:
executions, art,
Form:
ABC
Tricoleuse
Unlike tricoleuse knitting room –
I hadn’t much fun by light of moon.
The crows at dawn abated soon.
I fairly swoon – I fairly swoon.
*tricoleuse: One of a number of women who sat knitting while attending public executions during the French Revolution. (3 syllables per Howmanysyllables, but no stressed syllable identified)
Famously referred to in A Tale of Two Cities, by Charles Dickens...
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Categories:
executions, muse,
Form:
Other
Holy Bath
The smiling god,
sitting on the throne
wants the invisible sacrifice.
The sounds of executions
which should not have happened,
to please the sovereignty.
The night vision was perfect.
You can see the roof caved in.
An old man was collecting the spent shells.
The anguish was writ large
on the walls of kitchen.
Smoke still rising from an oven.
What are you going to do today ?
Stargazing ? Going after the lust ?
Or feeding the pigeons ?
Satish Verma...
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Categories:
executions, art,
Form:
ABC