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Short Mauling Poems

Short Mauling Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Mauling by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Mauling by length and keyword.


Premium Member Mauling
Summer, spring, winter, or fall All you have to do is lie and sprawl I'll be there Not a care Probably I might even maul at the mall
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Categories: mauling, nature,
Form: Limerick



Fool the Voyager
Through the sea of flames
I pursue to fulfill this 
shadow quest of mine,

governing my ark 
recklessly against the winds 
of mauling doubts, toward you....

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Categories: mauling, fire, sad love, sea, silly, travel, voyage,
Form: Choka
Premium Member Snow In Late May
Late in May and snow is falling The end is near the voices are calling This is the north Desist henceforth Or you will endure a vicious mauling
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Categories: mauling, weather,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Canine Conundrum
Dogs
                   loyal, friendly
             licking, playing, rescuing
     companions, sentries, threats, enemies
             barking, biting, mauling
                   mean, mangy
                        Curs...

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Categories: mauling, anger, devotion, dog, friend, violence,
Form: Diamante
Breaking Glass
Razor-ed Pain
stroked into might
heaving a scream
throwing respite


Aches to be bleed
wound turning green
mauling a body
who’s insides reamed


Soaked into rags
misery Dazzled
break in thought
memories are frazzled


Sockets of agony
ratchets in mind
swirling a tempest 
unhitching inside


Spines of fire
gliding above
touching on heaven
to rainbows of Love...

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Categories: mauling, imagination
Form: Rhyme



Brooding
Mauling
the dna profiles
of sparten apes, to get rid of
little god of dark cave-

someone is breathing violence
amidst the marigolds.
The frogs
are jumping to become

denizens of trees, but naked
phloem will not feed them.
I am walking along the windows
to avoid street lights.

Want to see the face of moon
in distress. The clean truth
will not be visible, till the delicate sun
empties out the red urn. 



Satish Verma...

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Categories: mauling, art,
Form: ABC
Sore and Bleeding
Sometimes
it feels like 
a mauling
these bits and pieces
you extract from me
like a parasite feeding 
sucking from my being
my life force without
permission or qualm-
this is my life,
my precious life
if you must feed from me
consume all of me
please, don't leave me 
grossly deformed
skinless, raw
pinked fleshed,
wet, sore and bleeding
open to infection
where yellow pus ooze
the scabby scabs scabbed over
and over and over again.
let me live whole
or let me die whole....

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Categories: mauling, how i feel, life,
Form: Prose

Book: Reflection on the Important Things