Short Knifed Poems
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warmth
behind
this red door
soft flames touching
smiles of lamps and pillows' glowing faces...
but fiery words can slam the mad red door
anger heating
couple’s room
knifed words
rage
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meter-long knifed jaws
tyrannosaurus *rawwrrh* herd…
goodbye grazing field
feasting on life forms
if dinosaurs lived today...
i’ll eat them alive!
double haiku
P.D's Animal Poem Contest
A flirty young lady who went by the name Jane,
Every day a new beau, was insanely addicted, couldn’t abstain
On dating sites, she would spend her day,
Hoping to meet Mr Right, come what may,
Instead, knifed seven times police said, she suffered inhumane pain.
mud creatures with knifed talon fingers
squirm and rip
Tearing from my heart
a formless creature with no end or beginning
heads become tails that wrap and entwine
tortured stems of petrified trees
that twist and devour
spread and stagnate
held in stasis
by a lying smile
and morphing mask
that never shows beneath
Several semis have jack-knifed
The blizzard has made the air fog-like
Highway patrol has closed the interstate down
Electric cars cannot run in this weather
There is treacherous black ice
Many pile ups of cars, some injured, eight dead
Frostbite is waiting around the corner to set in
Tell me again why we live in the Midwest?
The friendly enemy,
or enemy friend
What matters the difference,
or need to pretend
Either stabbed in the front,
or knifed in the back
The wound just as fatal,
in either attack
Blood given freely,
or blood taken dark
Veins running empty,
leading back to the heart
To face it undaunted,
or preyed from the rear
Deaths twins will approach,
—on the tip of one spear
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)
S)cars Are What They Are.
C)uts are deep.
A)nger dwells inside
R)age becomes you
S)ilence is the end.
A)ctions make wounds
R)ibs are broken
E)yes stay swollen
W)rist's are bruised
H)ate engulfs you
A)buse is from you
T)humb's are sliced
T)oes are blue
H)ead has gashes
E)lbow's have rashes
Y)elling will not go unpunished
A)rm's are knifed up to the bone
R)eality here is death that awaits
E)ngulfed in horror is my life.
Her entire life
Her petals, knifed.
With a painful relief
Her petals gone, grief.
She awaits the rain
Only known friend.
Down days. With
Weary ways.
Dreary little babies
Weary little daisies.
She becomes a desert
Only to receive water.
This is for you beauty babies.
Water, You need?
I give.
She bows her head
Burned by beams.
Beauty babies, your so pale
You could almost be white.
You'll be okay... Just wait for the cycle.
Turn the corner
and you will find, some dark figures
huddled together under the rains
of words. In a fractured
embrace. One chunk of floating
pain falls on you. The assassin
had come quietly.
A song was knifed today.
Turn off the lights. A smeared
moon will rise tonight in earth’s
shadow. Now hashish eaters were
coming, now hashish eaters.
Unnoticed, disconnected,
stinging. From olive to bleeding heads,
poetry to prey.
The koel will not sing tonight.
Satish Verma
The child played on the shore all day,
Preferring fortress peace to boat,
The noon-bright gulls knifed waves of air,
Blurs in the brief expanse of moat.
One tower rose, a stubby knot,
The grand gate, scratches on a wall,
And no bridge spanned the moat at all,
For sea had cleaned the beach of clay.
In half-light limped a fragment moon,
As youthful eyes watched waves draw near,
His stark foot left a seaward ruin,
That sweeping crests rushed without thought.