Short Nooses Poems

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


The Murder Diaries Iii

Raspy, sexified tones began tightening
Like nooses around my throat
A trail of corpses appeared nonexistent
To millions of natural eyes
Catastrophically I was yet another victim
In the pages of murder that she had composed
She must be found…
Form: Verse


A Speeding Track

Driving is not a sport for the unrehearsed,
practice makes perfect on a speeding track.

The steering wheel is a discus, blunt and capable of slicing/dicing.
A handbrake? A pull-snap-stop bone break.
Electric windows are guillotines; seatbelts are nooses in softer attire.

An Olympian goes for gold; drivers should settle for bronze on a road.
car

Crimson

Nooses hang upon the trees,

swaying gently in the breeze.

Self loathing rips through his chest,

a raging beast which never rests.

Unseeing eyes stare through the mist,

wondering if he'll be forgotten, or missed.

His wrists are slashed, his leaves stained red,

His heart is heavy like carrying lead.

As tears come to his eyes,

his final words,

a whispered, Goodbye.
Form: Couplet

Elixir

Swayed I am by your sound taste

Amongst a sea of recluses

Against the hands of time we race

To stifle ignorance with nooses


Oh, how you stroke my rib cage

Laughter shaping countless voids

Revamping happiness for the age

Before they gambled ertswhile ploys



A heap of debris I'd be

Swept by carcinogenic draughts

Without you assured I'd seethe

A damn not given be it daft
Form: Sonnet

Plan B

I sit, think; catch a quick wink as the ship sinks.
My instinct is to lip sync till the slip’s pink.
Can’t win fights when my chin swipes reach only shin height.
And when kin likes taking Schwinn bikes to my wind pipe. 
It’s useless. I’m an aloof spruce, I’m fruitless.
The looseness of nooses is becoming a nuisance.
Screw this. Hope has gone the way of the dodos.
I pack my bindle full of beans and hop a train with the hobos.
Form: Sonnet


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