Short Self Immolation Poems

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

Mundane, I Ascend and duel. The impulse to use, sentiments of self immolation. The barbaric psyche that perforates thru my perception murderously. 

No berth to go, no region to disguise. Amity is pertinent!

© Sarah Burton  

Buddhist: self-immolation

Muslim: blow everyone up

Christian: just shoot you

Hindu: Sikh revenge

zeal: (noun) a feeling of strong eagerness, 
	excessive fervor to do something or 
	accomplish some end
	
© Goode Guy 2012-11-27

© Goode Guy  

Godly grief leads to
(no matter how long or brief)
Godly repentance

Worldly grief leads
(No matter how long or brief)
To worldly death

Peter's grief leads to
Bitter weeping over sin
Three time denial

Judas' grief leads
To a self immolation
Self guilt no trial

© Michael Ramel  

I hate the self-immolation
of orange sex.
Weather was leaving
blue strings on the skin.

Redemption was incomplete 
by sharing the legs
Lips will not knead
the ears.

Like wakng in darkness
for a passage to grief.
Black moon will step aside
for a flame at the end of tunnel.

© Satish Verma  

Untimely.
Illegitimate.
           I will not ask 
           for an apology.

The hymn
started too early.
           The dust had 
           settled on the lens.

Imitation.
Not real pearls.
            Your words do not
            convey the thought.

There was a
long distance –
            between your lips 
            and my self-immolation.


Satish Verma

© Satish Verma  

Between the sun and moon 
you come to transcend 
the frescoes on the sky 
for a lost chance.

It fuels the anxiety.
When do I meet you 
in dark to explore the 
lightning rod.

The inside enemy will 
allude to self-immolation.
Where will end the 
agony of man ?

The carnage continues 
unabated. The crowds are thinning.
Lurking men on fimbriae dump the veils.
Who will invite them today ?


Satish Verma

© Satish Verma  

As I drift along the cosmos
taking eons for my thoughts to osmos.
Here’s an idea that might sound ALIEN,
just show some MOON to keep from failin.
Originating from a place called Ur-anus,
not a PLANET but designed to contain us.
Try converting your STUN GUN
to ignite the methane for fun.
You’re destined to be a galactic STAR,
by keeping those cheeks ajar.
If you try this poetic dictum
don’t explode or you’ll become a victim.
You need to arrive sans detonation
uncharred by self-immolation.

© John Trusty