Slayer Poems - Poems about Slayer

"Hello gorgeous. How are you?" he continued on, "Your face could inspire poets to write many a sweet song." "I know that you're evil," she responded in a somewhat bored tone. "You shouldn't kill others because,.. well that's just wrong." He sensed no fear in her, but could see she was very aware of him. He smiled revealing his...

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He fancies himself Mark Twain the chicken slayer said. His hat is ridiculous, I would not wear it even if I was dead. Tom Sawyer or Huck Finn? You mean asked a reader well bred. Not sure said the chicken slayer, but look at that stupid hat on his head!...

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The stronger the prayer the closer He stands to you Dragon Slayer !...

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Trawling graveyards might not sound like fun, she’ll never stop ‘til her mission is done. With her trusty wooden stake, life from the dead she can take - hunting night creatures ‘til she feels the sun....

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When it’s repeated in the media It becomes imprinted in our mind Past tragedies get resurrected Presented as occurrences in modern times Slavery, gender inequalities Sexual identities undefined Ironically, the worlds getting easier Yet we’ve regressed to darker times Most of the dragons have been slayed As we’ve progressed throughout the years Our perspective has become distorted A life...

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I have a ‘snake slayer,’ a derringer I carry when hiking in dry States. So when I saw the coiled rattlesnake sunbathing on a dusty track I unholstered, ready to unleash some primitive instincts, oddly though I chose, ‘instinctively’ to step backwards for a spell and work my way around it. I could have slayed it with one .410 shotshell; I mean who needs rattlers? I could...

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What kind of a cat likes Van Gogh? The prissy neighbor said. My cat, Juice Slayer does, I said. He has an amazing artistic head! Mrs. McGee rolled her eyes and sniffed a bit of her snuff. I am telling you, he knows his painters, and this is no guff! The next day at a quarter past three I...

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The words, they echoed in his ear He forced a smile, and downed a beer "We're finished, darling dear," she'd said Her voice, the knife that left him dead...

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Sir Charming Knight set out one summer's day Adventure sure to set femmes' hearts afire To slay yon dragon lying in the bay With sword and wit he'd wade into the mire Past noon it was, no sign yet of the beast Remembering the banquet that he'd packed His gluttony invited him to feast Sweet meats, strong ale; for nothing did he...

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Put my emotions into poetry With each word Creates a rhyme so you know its me. Battled the best game players. I’m a trained slayer. I sit back and observe. With or without any words. Been behind hands that hit to beat. Looked into the eyes after they cheat. Stay quiet ,Never say a peep. Tuck it into the chambers,Real deep. I stopped listening to...

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I'm a demon slayer I cut to another layer You know they have no prayer I'm no delayer Come lookin for me Should let me be I'll never be free I will tear apart thee Oh what a tangled web we weave I'm not here to deceive Don't care if you believe From your pain, I will relieve I'm JAY MOORE In hell they roar! We'll take no more I'll...

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Grinding to a halt his jaws clenching and crunching Tim had tried all treatments under the sun like pills and the couch hypnosis even osteo-cranial touches But his resentments would not abate his vision collapsed ‘an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth’ he held firm in decay Raging with no temerity anywhere near he nevertheless felt barren...

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“We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.” —Ernest Hemingway   An incandescent drip of flavor   falls from the tip of my lip words gathered and built   as my thoughts delicately fulfilled the symphonies played throughout my mind   Entranced, my spirit soars   seeking its solace...

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Norse Mythology, Return Of The Slayer Of Dragons ( Part One, Darkness Arrives) I - (THE PLEA) Slayer of weak beasts, ravager of torn breasts Darkness from East, dragons its armored crests What hero dares to slay this foul evil What man may dispatch this tool of the devil? Hell's fires doth burn hot from its massive jaws Innocent red blood drips from...

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Once upon a time, a bold knight started his quest That led him to the fearsome beast's enclave, Radiant in an armor of courage shining like gold Where the Dragon roared from disturbed sleep, As vile creature spewed blasts of heated flame, Unsettling the master's gait down to the rocks. But the hero regained fast with his...

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