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Unbowed Poems - Poems about Unbowed


Unbowed
How would it feel having no single woe to bear, In that sooty heart oft stung by ceaseless tear? Wouldn't the sobs-accustomed soul court pain, To save those melancholic rhythms in its stain? It's abnormal for usually teary eyes not to cry, For that erstwhile crestfallen spirit not to sulk. Used to endless gall it's sickly to feel brighter, It's a health...

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Categories: unbowed, allegory, angst, anxiety, betrayal,
Form: Didactic
Premium Member Unbroken Unbowed
He came with murderous intent To the Manchester Arena he went His heart full of vitriol and hate With a bomb to seal their fate I wonder if he thought at all About the kids that there would fall I don't believe in his hate filled brain He thought about the grief and pain They came to laugh and dance and sing To see...

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Categories: unbowed, anger, bereavement,
Form: Verse



Unbowed
Anger seethes, it rumbles and roils Fury thunders, bubbles and boils I want to scream, I want to shout I want to hit, to lash out It’s driving me crazy, messing up my brain Christ, why has this happened to me again? I’m not a bad man, truly I’m not I’m generally satisfied with my lot Yet every now and then its seems Something...

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Categories: unbowed, anger, conflict, emotions, feelings,
Form: Couplet
Unbowed
Just when you have everything under control, When life is in order, And hope is old; A dream is something only there in sleep, And nothing touches the part of you that weeps; The wall is built , the traps laid, The armor is sure. No new chances, no old debts to repay. It doesn't matter what comes next, you've seen...

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Categories: unbowed, hope, loss,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Sonnet For Bloody But Unbowed Heads
A Sonnet For Bloody But Unbowed Heads The hands of my children’s raised arms Have become like released skeets; Their ebony hued bodies, a circled bull’s eye. Their blood flows down the guttered streets--- Clotting here and there like a red stained dye; As justice stands by balancing her scheming charms. Liberty and equality have become moaning echoes here; Even death has been...

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Categories: unbowed, america, analogy, betrayal, black
Form: Sonnet




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