Slayed Poems - Poems about Slayed

... this is a true if near impossible contest how can you write a poem about mourning and honouring the ones deceased in a war without it being somewhat political you do not have to be a feminist......

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...Hello its Moi..Me who sees.? Green sick actions and plans Do others agree.? Plans to kill some Ostriches a herd four Hundred strong.' All quite healty..Ceetificated; tested yet That has been ( sub......

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...Belladonna blue. Scenes in a mystery, do. Hope, need ye accrue? Indeed! Heart, why bleed? Lead? Others or ye? Be! Sea; Four seasons; change? Strange... Cold core, darkest door? Ancient lor......

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... I was sipping tea, so calm, so sweet, Charts were clean, no sign of heat. NY session, chill as can be, Then—BOOM!—the news comes straight for me: “Trump is back, and he's not done— More tari......

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... I melted into liquid azure. Beached in her breasts. God is a woman?? Nurturing spirit. Held womb like. Trials of life no more. Feminine vibrations resound. Spiritual harmony. ......

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... In its darkest dark, Light pitched its Bright, When the light hit the tide. I saw the flight, the sky, and grass— With whom to guide. To glow in the light, the dark came for a fight, No gloves......

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...This time then 110 years ago we were all prepared for war,? That was the time when others were slaughtered and torn.? Fastforward 4 years the gods above had slayed them all,? Leaving those l......

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...I fall a raindrop from stratus to stratum birthed from clouds pregnant with thunder a lion’s roar —a pride in the sky— fierce! armed with lightning’s rip and slit the scythe of claw and tooth fin......

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...6/28/24 Oh heck no It's not good feeling like a puppet made by Gepetto The overhead downpour constant and torrential Can't find my way through this god forsaken residential My sleep was hard......

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...When all is said and done, And the piper is paid What a relief it will be The end of this 38 year game that was played To get out of darkness, to find the light A new future begins, happines......

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...This was one of the first poems I wrote when new at Poetry Soup.com five years ago and I received a wonderful welcome from the lovely poetess Connie Marcum Wong. White daisy's in a wicker basket g......

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...It is a debt; nearly one out of three has sadly paid Life started to grow, but its first breath was never made A branch on the family tree that produced no shade Pain of such an investment unsucce......

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...Insipid be the bounty, lain before the masses. Languishing are those the ravenous harasses. Mortals just morsels to a hunger never sated. Fear laden blood keeps who feeds intoxicated. The crazed ......

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...Why should I be as one to veileth herself, asking God, why thy Lilith? You who made me of filth and impure sediment Unlike the first man, made of dust or earth What cause am I to deserve bedevi......

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... “taste” … she whispered making sure the “s” lingered on her tongue like syrup … I needed no instruction, but her plea was proper music, nonetheless prelude to pleasurable murmurings from b......

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