Short Strychnine Poems

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


Toxicology

Neurotic vs Cardiac
1.Dhatura and strychnine are neurotics.
2.Aconite is cardiac poison.
Note.zafar supari killer is dangerous.
Form: Tazkira


Premium Member Halloween

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bought candy today

think I still have strychnine left

...but no rats to kill

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10/30/2018
Form: Senryu

Mr Pando

Mister Pando
I Am Gandoo
Agar lun na hota
To phudi bhi na hoti
Agar phudi na hoti
To phir tum kahan say hotay?
Mister Pando
I Am Gandooo.
Note.(GoLi ya Injection)????

Current Presidential Campaign

The current presidential campaign seems asinine 
For both candidates if elected promise all will be fine
Each runs down the other
Thus pertinent policy never given gesture
As we the people sip their political strychnine
Form: Limerick

Sixty Ninth 69

Six to nine.
Sixty Ninth.
Strip mine.
To find Strychnine.
Two fiddle heads form a heart.
But one has to be upright and other has to face apart.
Blender blades stacked together other spiral in opposition motions.
Similar to the grand motions of the unfathomable galaxy’s potions.
So here is a heart shaped cookie that I bake just for you to calm your mood.
© Ak Adam  Create an image from this poem.


People Around Us

A single drop is enough to make you sick.
Double Game it is Either Bullet or Injection.
Even a little mosquito is enough to torture.
Motivational speakers are waste of Time.
Be aware of people around you they are 
trying to trap you.Picnic Trip is a trap of 
Strychnine DAN.Nothing just murder plan 
by 5cc syringe.Nothing Just Murder plan 
by aqua drink,drugs and injection.(GAME)
Note.People around us aren't human anymore.

Obsession

Kept, you're words I don't accept
frigid satin sheets stain
your emotions elsewhere lay

Two seeds erupt with euphoria
you gone another story, huh
left to wither my sin to a giver
but dreams were took away

White lies and spoonful's of strychnine
your ego's soon to die

My love a butterfly in space
you turn and hide your face
obsession my mistress
yours soon will know why

the raven calls a final song
I cry a final cry
oh the joy inside
Form: ABC

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