To Die For Poems - Poems about To Die For

You don't really know the pain You never hear the hurt, grasp for breath See the torture through the eyes depth Their face you tell beneath their silence Ready to go, acceptance to death is easier Than the pain of the world we leave Through love we share times passing We grow, drift away life...

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Lost in this simple game playing out a satisfying life A partner engaged with me, never causing strife Softly, we tremble together in the summer warmth tonight Before I met you, I wasn't happy; alone in my own sad dim light You're a beautiful cat; I am the mouse caught within your sight I feel immortal holding hands; as the...

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gold nose ring, piercing heart with friendly freckled spots died by suicide ...

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Jigsaw puzzle smile Ebony eyes long black stare Sociopath laughs...

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Normaly ? Normaly I want to kill myself Not today, Today I want to kill you Take a chance The chance that I am lying That really I really still want to die for your sins Because? This because there is no one to betray me three times before the cock crows No crowd to take me to pilate to...

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“to die for” the guns that won and lost the great war were held in the hearts and hands of the same god...

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A hungry cat might pick at a rat But she'd prefer to feast on a fish Whereas a dog refuses 'puppy chow' If he espies some meat on a bone As for me, I'm not picky ...

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Pink asleep on her side feeding piglets hungry at her breasts motherly love in sty on a bed of large hay, amidst the farm hens, in peace she feeds gives life to would be ham Written 15/08/2021 NA Merse poetry contest Malabika Ray Choudhury sponsored new format 1 to 6 and 6 to 1 syllables...

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To die just for their honour I use to think The wicked can't sleep At night But I was totally Wrong They got their peace Even at their atrocities They are living comfortable More than The so call innocent ones It no more truth That they are troubled In mind Am sorry the table Is the other way...

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The turret view tells of looming onslaught, of grievous weapons our enemies brought. The petrary and ballistae amongst the worst. May their soldiers and their kings be curst! We are outnumbered in bodies, not spirit. Our will is strong, our resolve with merit. We stand against what the battle may bring. Together we fight for country and King! Arm yourselves with long...

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Branches frosted in ice Wonderland magic waiting in awe to thaw Pink blossoms ready to surpass hibernation Spring in their timeless steps Candle wax waned The Little Drummer boy back in his box Wrapped in kind tinsel for resurrection Illumination darkened Nutcrackers remain Shells of Christmas foreshadow and abandoned Reality calls for beating another lonely retreat Granny back at the nursing home Outsourced happiness Spoon fed dribbles ooze...

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Why is the choice always To die for your country Or to live for yourself? Shouldn't it be To live for yourself As well as for your country?...

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To Die For What would I die for, if push came to shove. What would I give for the life of a love. Would I be like John Wayne, ride in head first. Or like the disciple, Peter and deny with a curse. Do I cling to life with such desperate pity. That my soul is blind to the pain in the city. When it’s time for...

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It felt so good, like we were movie stars You were with me, my friends, in my suped-up car Through the village street at such high-octane speed Tyres screech, car screams, girls see. Bump the kerb, skid through the bend We are men in a car, driving like this mission won't end Police give chase, blue lights flashing behind This is...

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Until I met my lucious lover I was ambivalent about having another. My last affair was bittersweet. My arcane pain I kept discreet. This one however is quintessence. My desires awoken from quiescent. Although I'm flamboyant, he makes me shy. An intercessor I'll need, I know a guy. He'll tell him how tactile I can be. Sweet, loveable, passionate me. If unsuccessful, I will consume...

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