Short Looted Poems
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She was a marble-hearted marauder
A plunderer and a loyal daughter
She sacked a village
Looted with pillage
Finding a lover within the slaughter.
Donald Trump - bankrupt with no sense -
Now blames everything on Pence
Trump looted our vault
But its not his fault
That everyone else is so dense!
You found a way to my heart,and came inside.You looted my heart like a pirate.It was written on my heart;No entries,You came in and said i am illiterate.
Form:
I am yours,that crazy.
Which was looted by your love.
I am yours,that license.
Which is not found in the street of love.
Now,what to tell,this is your crazy.
Who's heart breaks on the floor?
I am yours, that crazy.
Which was looted by your love.
Form:
A land of the free only if you have money
Murdering unborn illegal not gun slaying
Evolution restricted by outdated constitution
Republicans democrats so seldom unified
In God we trust but it evil that resides now
Crime only pays if hide your looted money
A country for dreamers now of nightmare
Rich pastor
preached, looted, lied
much wealth he got
Ten million dollars
he kept saying;
“put this in my coffin
some I’ll use to bribe
Angels at check-points
when I reach heaven
I’ll offer God the rest
to work out quick entry
and high place in heaven
that happens on earth
happens in heaven
the Lord has spoken"
Today people are all inclined,
Playing with their heart,
By showing their love first,
The forget everything
make somebody waiting for you.
And do not even see
That love for yourself,
Who lost his own moment,
Looted his life for them.
Now there are no such people
Who would ever died ,
By making their own lives.
Today people are all inclined,
Color is full of flowers now,looted all over you.
Love your emotions, tell me from you now.
In your stay without, see you live everyday.
Know your heart, you know, I am destroyed.
All the stars of the moon,
let me decorate the parting of your hair,
Now here in cheeks you will love your cheeks.
Do not be disturbed by the moment even now,
I am with you.
Kenosha burned last night,
The flames engulfed the streets.
The peaceful protestors rioted.
Shops and stores set alight,
The flames lunged forward.
The peaceful protestors looted.
Homes and houses lit so bright,
The flames rolled toward them.
The peaceful protestors rampant.
The Gov denounced police
And bound the NG with ROE.
The peaceful protestors released.
Nothing so sweet to read
as love letter in ink
it’s official document of deceit
Though packed with lies
clothed in oversize suits
heaped with looted words,
words that may mean nothing
praises that can sit on a good meal
you surely search for a mirror,
lock up yourself in bathroom
to affirm goodness in contents
The smuggled words
tantalize you with truth
that may be as rare
as water in the Sahara
I’ve come to the conclusion
life is an illusion,
problem, solution,
problem's a nuisance,
possibly right
probably wrong,
perception tied tight
perplexed, life goes on.
A poem with purpose,
purposely surplus,
it started so well,
but then I got nervous.
Building blocks
of writers block
prevent a flourish,
evident flush a miss.
Problem's a nuisance
a poem been looted,
perception diluted,
bamboozled nonplus.
The city and its steel plant are now "completely liberated" after 531 Ukrainian troops left the site, the Russian defence ministry said.
Completely {
levelled, depopulated, desolated,
despoiled, vandalised, looted, pillaged, plundered,
devastated, desecrated, ravaged, violated, emptied,
laid waste,
razed to the ground,
scorched from the face of the earth,
annihilated, obliterated, eliminated. But
}
Liberated.
I'm not the man I thought I was
I'm but a shadow seen because
A soulless light from somewhere shines
Lit by thieves in looted shrines
And kept alive by evil deeds
Done by men with evil needs
So who am I if not this me
What other self could myself be
If lit by light shone from within
Unsullied by this world I'm in
Perhaps a man born of free will
Who did not have the need to kill
In order to maintain the lie
That a shadow does not die
What you wanted to see became me,
what it was was inert,
inept-
complacent-
What you wanted to be was everything,
the world had a hand in the monetary spindle,
leaks looted the bad-lands yet opened an entity,
it was 10 years,
some makers mark-
it was not endoplasmic matter from the start...
Soon you will be again under the moon and stars,
you won't become lean unless you can listen in,
unless you are fully believing...
I becomes a We in any political ordeal
Masses are ruined in any political garb
Faiths are shattered by the leaders we trusted
Innocents sacrificed in the name
Of their nation and religion
But, alas!
Homes are emptied and
Many crevices of the earth harden
With their soaked and dried blood
Cities disrobed with her little hearts
Looted, plundered migrants
The heart and the earth wail to no avail!
March 19, 2016
Contest : Political Ordeal
Sponsor : C. T.
my heart is thin
I can't let you in
fractures and slices
from the pain of love's vices
dulled to the feelings
and the taste of what life is
when a mutual eye
says give hello a try
I just start at the end
and start with good bye
to be fearless
and tearless
would be traits
i'd hold dearest
but sorrow and doubt
are the things I have nearest
of all joy i'm bereft
empty and loveless
the shell I have left
my contents looted
no risk of theft
Form:
Given in appreciation
but taken away on request
translated to foreign land
but asked to surrender everything
employed to serve unknown guests
but asked to behave brainlessly
taken for a tour as personal effect
but chained for whims of tourism
Today young girls of the world
are chattels of people’s wishes
They are dustbin of weird whims
hijacked, negotiated, looted, lied to
are groundnut paste of pleasure
nothing in this world they are
but chattels, empty scraps!
Just a Thought (drones and riots)
In Waziristan, a tiny Pakistani town, a drone hit its target.
The collateral damage... several children killed.
This incident happened about the same time as riot struck
London after an armed loser was shot by the police.
A few building were torched and many shops were looted
and trivial items like trainers and TV were stolen.
In Waziristan the drone was dropped by murderous fools
the riot in London was done by the hopelessly inadequate.