Venom Poems - Poems about Venom

I trace every move you make, I trace every note you breathe. But you're a Mozart in disguise How could I ever compete? Blind with tears and rage, I compared myself to what seemed bulletproof, All while my doubts built up inside, Forming an invisible bruise. I tried to be more like you Though I knew it was no use. I swallowed all your words, Like...

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The serpent's hiss, a venomous dart, Is honest hate, a tear right to the heart. But you, you whisper honeyed lies so sweet, A camouflage, a cunning, cruel deceit. You smile so wide, a painted mask of care, While in your eyes, a chilling, vacant stare. You pat my back, you offer words of praise, And plant...

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There was a man I knew— bitten by ignorance’s venom. All his life, he groped through shadows, searching for cures in the dark— but he found none, until he bit the dust. One day, while spring still painted the world, his sun just beginning to rise, and the stream sparkled...

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The universal force demands neither temple nor dogma, It is raw kindness, love without condition. To its creatures, it offers life — And we, in return, owe it our reverence. It is no distant concept: Nature is that force. It is her vast intelligence, Her body spread across every grain of earth. The ancients, in searing rites, Offered their skin to warrior ants. Their stings...

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I’m stranded in the desert, Nowhere to run but through miles and miles of hot sand, Nowhere to hide, Yet I still look for shelter. The hot sun beats on my back, I feel myself burning, And as soon as I take one more step, I feel something under my burnt foot. A violent hiss, As if water touches a scalding pan, I look down, And...

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Many sat on the thrones with gilded lies, Most of them spoke of honor, sure they wore disguise. And fed us rot in a clenched fists, they took the seat! Yet power bowed at greed’s own feet! Oh God.. hear the people's cries, a distant hum… The justice whispered, yet they STAYED NUMB! All those promises built on...

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You pull me in like a velvet snare, whisper lies in the midnight air. Every touch is a loaded gun, but I can’t stop, no, I won’t run. Dripping sweet like cyanide, I taste the death behind your smile. Tangled tight in your design, one more hit, just one more time. Venom kiss, lace my veins, burning slow but I love the pain. You’re the...

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My heart is full of pain Because I made you cry I promised I never would That turned out to be a lie I'm grateful I couldn't see you Or the pain on your face I'll count that as a blessing That God showed me grace Everything I said just worsened And I could feel my heart breaking Now you are having doubts about The path...

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“I wish I could erase you,” is what I said, the words spat like venom. Spat like the poison in my veins. He knew it was in my wine, the belladonna that’s ruined my eyes. There’s two of him, two broken smiles. Did he want to kill me? Did they force him?...

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When rage grips over me Blood spouts to my head Veins throb and pulsate with anger My body trembles with fury I am a stranger to myself The demons take over me My taipan tongue spits venom That very few can tolerate ...

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Never be swayed by a woman in need, For "billing" is her constant creed. "I'm hungry," "my gas is dry," Her words, a drain, a constant sigh. Rescue not a woman from poverty's grasp, For she'll seek escape, and leave at last. Her heart, a calculator, cold and grey, Values measured in economic way. Survival tops feelings in her book, A lady's love, a...

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In the darkness of my room, I tell myself to swallow sadness like a venom, but my body is a vessel, an amphora for all of it, the rage, the grief, the longing, they sit in my throat, unmoving, and I think maybe I am not meant to be happy all the time, maybe my heart is built to...

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Evil embodied, Venomous words, speak poison, She is the cancer....

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In the beginning was the word- and the word was… light darkness dawn promise dusk despair. I was a tempest child a feral cat- alone wild and untamed eyes a jigsaw of shattered chaos. Mom sighs a rustle Autumn leaves of disappointment her gaze a mirror reflecting every misstep a stalag. "Just Fix It!" her then my mantra carved in condemnation each scratching syllable a fragmented splinter in my fickle fragile frailty. My...

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A candlelit room, love's sweet embrace, A romantic setup, a magical space. Soft music playing, filling the air, As they danced together, without a care. Where love could blossom at its prime, Where in candlelight, they might have dined, In the midst of all, he fell off his dove— Bitten by the venom of love. In shadows deep, a heart did weep, A...

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