Short Tainting Poems
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Detached from the heart
Blinded by fear, led by greed
Shallow minds lay waste
Tainting words with foul actions
Careless of those who mean them
Where's My Mask Now
aromas waltzing
tainting enclosed containers
occupants recoil
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Broken promises
Dagger through the heart
Silent heaving sobs
Why did it start?
Healing wounds
Comforting words
Relapsing Pain as
Photos return.
Haunting love
Tainting its name
Dagger through the heart
Overwhelming shame.
Dyed-In-the-Wool!
Stains there in your palms, wallowing, ling'ring,
Metamorphosed into tears and so drips,
Tainting where they plunge, and you're unsullied?
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Ancestor. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form. Dyed-in-the-wool
Form:
Is it my grief?
That i behold?
That i knoweth ongoing sorrow
Waterless doves?
None other, a city?
Just? As a city dweller?
Dwelling, in mired filth?
Unconquered mime, play!
At once! Be tainting…..
Project at them
Boredom? You wandered…..
Hanging from willows
weeping
sludge slimy green
fouls
this page
of intended pristine.
Intruding on this peaceful
clean
sits your polluted
trespass
tainting all who pass
through this life.
Ugly is your name.
Deceit is your shame.
Living in the world today, we're faced with drama and frustration
It has become brother against brother and nation against nation
Flawed governments, people who are greedy for fame and power
Each guilty of tainting life, toxic like acid rain in a summer shower
I wanted you to suffer.
To pay for stealing her away from us.
Hate for you filled me.
Fueled by pain
It took over.
Tainting every memory.
Hatred made me blind.
Blind to your guilt,
To your suffering.
I think about her and miss her.
You wake up every morning,
Knowing,
One drunk mistake,
Killed your friend.
I glide, a heavy, odd glide,
Through a moody weekend,
Its gasps choked, and;
Taste like bitter wormwood.
Fragile hearted, I,
Tears soaked my eye,
A subtle soul rose high,
And still, ended a heavy cry.
I exhaled noxious smog,
My very aura got tainting,
Whatever virtue, I cling,
It's a long glid; I'm strong.
Pressure swelling in my head
Straining behind my eyes
Tainting the world with scarlet red
Reason starts to die
A flashing, soundless, fiery storm
Screaming in quiet alarm
Descending in a poisonous swarm
Causing irreparable harm
Violence, now my only desire
Smoldering self-erosion
Burning like a white-hot fire
Terminating in ruinous explosion
It crept in like a symphony unknown,
Pouring into the corridors of my soul and withering them away
Like a dying rose.
Roses now welcomed by the pale wind to swirl as
Images and colors, feverishly tainting the doors to my heart,
Only to slowly creep into my mind likes the sonata of a moaning chain,
The symphony continues………..
As I die a violet death.
Shaking hands
I clench my teeth
Anger pouring from me
Like Poison it seeps
Tainting everything he touched
Like fire melting rocks
Liquid nitrogen I burn
Memories like paper torn
His face a betrayal of all I knew
With laughter my heart he slew
Dead animal, rotting flesh
I curse him with a witches death
Hurt and pain laced through my blood
Tainted till I go numb
Darn those sweet little lies
Deceiving duplicitous disguises
Tainting and twisting the truth
Loathsome lessons learned at youth
Casually coloring confessions
Secretly shrouding indiscretions
Desperately dodging discovery
Sometimes slandering skulduggery
Distorting details is dishonest
And should always be admonished
an original poem by Daniel Turner
My fury for you is more than reasonable
I believe I’m healed until the seasons start to change
To the holidays
It creeps on, then suffocates me
Gasping for air yet again
Trying to catch myself before the walls cave in
To you, I was your play thing
Porcelain
A beauty with eyes grown cold
Your claws tainting my youthful soul
My beautiful skin
Dressed to your wishes
Red rose petals in the wind
Falling gently to the ground
tainting red God’s blessed earth
Darkness descends all around
Cries of anguish pain and sorrow
A mother’s heart bleeds for her son
Bound and nailed to a tree
bruised and weakened, just for me
Crown of thorns that I should bear
Pierce the head of one so dear
releasing me from pain of sin
to live and love , one with Him.
Memories haunt me,
Lurking, taunting,
Tainting each and every day,
Flashbacks,
Of not being good enough,
Forever wrong, unwanted,
Being pummeled, choked, threatened,
Cursed at,
And myself crying in the dark,
Ever since I was young,
I have had a broken heart,
Because it was my own blood,
Who constantly tore me apart,
Due to alcohol, anger, and insanity,
I will never truly like me.
Listen to poem:
History returns
wearing its familiar scars—
time turns on itself
old wounds remember their names
locking onto now again.
Sky becomes a page
written over by old wounds
inked in ash and blight—
each generation writes on
what the last could not erase.
If time turns, will scars
stain the sky with red scratches?
tainting what comes next—
or will stars recall their place
when we forget who they were.
Listen to poem:
Earth bloodies the moon
its face drowned in severed veins—
harangued in the sky
for all to see Sun's disdain
in being eclipsed usurped
The heavens lament,
scattering rust into dusk,
for the blood red burns
when what's seen is black and white—
space smeared with wrath set ablaze.
A blood moon warns us
every orbit has peril,
in being dethroned
by an unyielding eclipse,
tainting our shadow of self
We seek divine inspiration
Impatient with our confirmation
Tainting our aspirations
Staining our conversations
Ruining our reputation
loathing our aggravation
Reaching but separation
Teaching ourselves frustration
Journeys without a port
Athletes without a sport
Mommy's with no support
Helpmeets but no cohort
Take breaths one at a time
Theres depth before a climb
Regrets easy to find
When patience is declined
A ruddy tide strained
silting a dying whisper
salty knotted hair swirled
tainting the sweetness of november
A dark elegy, a classic
of true love betrayed
selfless love perpetrated
an agonizing malaise
Consumed by grief
lost to the lovemaking of june
ebullient eyes now stoic
fixed by the calling of the moon
Holy vows broken
scattered upon the ebb and flow of the sea
whose lies silenced autumn's resurrection
the listless Lorelei
In the rising sun,
Coming down by the mountains,
Echoes the sirens of seas.
Teaming with all life
Were clouds of foul defilement
Shifting torrents to crimson...
Metal vessel floats,
Tainting with slow corruption;
Flora, fauna, disruption...
Hopeful sakura
With leaves falling, vanishing;
Whales sprawling from erosions.
Trying to forestall,
From corrosions nature squalls.
Dying, perishing pleura...
*Collaborative with J.C.M.C.*
Lost in anxieties maze
toxins leach from chaos
stretching sanities limits.
Source of rapid fire emotions
mental positions overflow
tainting commonsense with fear.
Anxieties demons plant hatred
upon intolerances fertile fields
watching, each side harvest paranoia.
Communication is in melt down
constant accusations and blame
for none can keep a civil tonge.
So both side suffer
Distorted preceptions, questioning
what is the American way?
Shame on you
for tainting good and pure minds
for torturing souls
for ruining lives
Shame on you
for prying tears from innocent eyes
and drowning their voices
in your puddle of pride
Shame on you
for carving wounds with your cruel serrated words
Just know in the end the victim and the villain
always gets what he deserves
So laugh as you may for now
until your words take someones life
but even that might not be enough to stop you-
afterall, it's funny, right?
Yes, I am talking to you predator
Always looking for an innocent child
Someone’s much loved precious son or daughter
With your practiced charms you have them beguiled
And then you bare those fangs viciously wild
Tainting them with your dirty evil hand
Threatening them to follow your command
Uncontrolled lust running in your veins rife
For your pleasure why don’t you understand
You’re scarring a little flower for life
Written on 08/30/2016
Contest: Dizain2 by Laura Loo
Blind from birth
A derelict tainting the earth
Lame, deaf, or broken
A weight upon Caesar's token
...draining provision
Voices, choices
Addiction, conviction
Taxes for the battle axes
Removing the Approving
...for lesser
Those who assign value
Based on accepted image
Will evaluate humanity
Based on lineage
LOVE appraises life
Precious and true
No matter what seems to lack
His presence is affirmed in blue
...sapphire
Written by Trudy Schrader on 09-27-2022