Short Graved Poems

A silent stone cries to the sky
Heralding her tranquil graved name.
A windswept tree weeps autumn leaves
As on her limestone marker grieves.

Bite Size Poem No. 40 Poetry Contest...

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Soft fell upon your shrine
Settling, covering words
So lately graved, did those
Snowflakes; winters first fall
Since sorrows darkness smite;
Summer’s tokens fading,
Shrouded, by snow, on stone....

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Gem

Glows with a gold glitter
Given as surprise gift
Graved with their initials
Guarantees the promise
Guarded in the two hearts
Getting the love meaning
Grabbing stone in her hands








December 5, 2016...

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You stole my identity still not finished with me. You stole my life my wishes desires hopes dreams and fantasy of being a mum a privilege I so badly graved. You stole so much but not my spirit I didn't give you my power my soul my motivation. You're an entity a evil word called cancer. I private fight....

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Priests of Doom and Gloom:
Fear, the seat of their feigned
power. We, meaning them, know
best: follow us and be saved
or risk eternal pain and suffering~
being forever graved! Yet some, as
I, choose the worship of one word,
Love! Avoiding Dogmatic Mercenaries,
Faux stand-ins, for the one, true,
God, all merciful, unlike the Above....

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Rage


I graved the face of death
Dreading its final breath 
Amidst its dreary brisk
There laid its stiff carcass
Dead was its torch and candle stick
Buried was its headlights in its pit
Withered was its flesh 
Foul was its smell
Red was its face with weeping 
Loud was the rage my heart could not take

 Marckincia Jean
Free verse
08/13/19...

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This is the story that should not be told
And it was not told ever
Till the time it mattered
Now that they have escaped in corners safe
This comes out as history on a cuppa at café
They dug
Buried
Filled
Graved
Quietened
Bribed
Wined
Dined
And womanized
To keep it under wraps
Many wanted to spill
They even got hurt or killed
Silence was kept and enforced
Black it was periphery to core....

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Many my the  dealings  for  wasted
Heavy my the  soaked  feelings though tasted
The  first  comes  
And the third  guns  eye
Off the  touchings  from the  deep  graved
For it  did  you  not  the  second  
But  the  befored  somehow  gone
And  dig  the  eye  done .
Life lines ,
And  already  the  lives  die 
Up  supremacy  beneaths  the  sights  
Then  such  highs  pour  eye
As  dying  as
And  that  my saying  says...

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Forgive me Father for I have sinned,
for being born with you to begin,
its been a long time since my last confession,
I don't wont your blessing,
lies and resurrection.
I don't believe in love, I don't believe in faith,
cant stand my own kind,
humble in hate,
I don't believe in truth, I don't wont to be saved,
erase me from your list,
buried, unmarked,
graved.

Abused as a child,
bloodstains of a man,
only shovel awaits,
forgive me if you can....

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The problem of nation is that it's situation is the solution to the nation,
The competition of the economy is under develop
The graved compression is the comprehension decent to the inflation, 
The police have power to liberation but corruption tooled over them,
The government have limitations but have no innovation,
The people declared socialisation but there is no imitation, 
So want can the public do that's my question?, 
The poem is entitled question...

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