Unforgiven Poems - Poems about Unforgiven

Steel in my veins, ash in the sky, I walk through fire and don’t ask why. The gods went silent, cold and blind, So I carve my fate in a world unkind. Whispers claw through twisted trees, Luring souls down to their knees. But I don’t bow, I don’t repent— Let the cursed wind shred my intent. Blood on stone, echoes scream, Shadows feed...

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The Unforgiven  In a town where even the law rests and thieves do not break out of prison Oh, this bonny night washing my feet in the pool in the square where fish die for lack of oxygen This is the moment when the unseen the population appears, banished as they are to the sewers eternal darkness. Ah, the plaza bathed in white moonlight and they...

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Every event holds a purpose and within it, it's concealed. In there, it stays. Until perfect timing, it is revealed. As it is when something's gone, it's value we can't perceive, it's only in it's absence do we deeply grieve. Unwanted apologies with empty promises, desperately grasping at ears to hear. But insanity can't fool the...

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the unforgiven are those who reside in the bliss of resentment decades can pass and yet they return to the repetitive accusation the wind at the door that never changes its tune the one the garden rejoices in when it leaves the one in the furrows of the brain where expectations run rampant in possession of self-delusions this is how existence should be forgive, forget, and move...

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Like a little princess With magic wand in hand I skipped passed abusers With my "forgiven" granted To you, and to you, and to you Believing my work of restoration ....finished Then, here she comes I saw her plain as day TRUTH My "forgiven" releases others From answering to me But in the light of TRUTH Nothing has changed Like a bramble Blowing in the Nevada desert There they roll No way...

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I can't seem to stop dreaming of the scattered bodies that lay along the way They lost their lives years ago, but still live in me till this day I can still see their faces, their eyes watch me so My mind takes me to these places, to torture my troubled soul And I'm tortured for taking the only...

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Why won’t you speak to me? Can you at least tell me where my checkered golfing socks are? I said ‘sorry,’ made a hang-dog face. You laughed. Then phoned your mother. Now the town knows about the socks....

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Around a table far-flung families gather offer yearly thanks. I wish I were among them but still, they don't forgive me. A THANKSGIVING TANKA Poetry Contest Placed 7th Sponsored by: L MILTON HANKINS Date wrote: 26-October-2021...

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You created your thoughts your loyalties bumped high price, your thief on your head shouldn't matter, non repented you're dead Spirit soul has risen, yet it doesn't long in heaven Yet your decaying body sizzles In the heat of the night, in Hades Den you fled the flight passionate schemes no longer revelant dreams You lie flat...

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Move over forgiveness pardon the disorder watch as you step through the mind of a hoarder Grudges stored collecting dust memories carelessly wrapped in disgust The air is thick smelling of spite intoxicating the space it threatens to ignite Silence is pierced by a venomous tongue lashing open old wounds as it spits how they stung Polluted by hate the environment reeks but the smell is controlled by the secrets it keeps So excuse the clutter give plenty of...

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Hush, Listen, Can you hear, That purest echo was a mother’s tear, Ssshhh, Wait, Feel the air that swirled, A tiny soul has left this world. wM...

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I remember the silhouette From her stares and gestures How they gracefully slithered Through minds and seasons The silk in her demeanor How it sucked un-weaved roughage And tilted edges of dispositions Until moments stood firm She only had one niddle of hope With locally done emotional textiles She could have lived forever If only her hands were bare She could have sewn garments With royal threads Quilts...

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I was young But old enough to know better We were rounded up Determined to weed out the culprit I sat quietly and poker faced Holding my breath and dying inside I wanted this inquisition To be over but it dragged on forever If I could hold on long enough It would end at a standstill And eventually be forgotten I could never imagine A scenario where...

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We’ve walked through the valley of hell The trail of fear was long Why do I feel empty I fear what comes nect It’s frightening, that I will never be forgivem So many have died, revenge will be the death of me I’m now on my own, I cannot be forgiven I’ve betrayed my brothers, now I walk alone We where pawns for...

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When the day comes that the dead walk the earth, because hell has had its overfill. Only then will I consider taking you back, but I’ll probably deny you still. I will always love you, and pray for the best when it comes to the things in your life. But it would be unbelievably wrong, for me to stand you by my...

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