Violence Poems | Examples of Violence Poetry

… Realizzare d’esser vivi durante la festa dei Morti… Imparerò a mie spese cosa vuol dire non sentire più il cuore battere ma non esser capace di morire. Cenere aspersa tenta, in carne ed ossa, di far nuova comparsa. Qui è cominciata. O definitivamente finita? Ha unito questa festa persone altrimenti destinate a rimanere separate per tutta la vita. E forse era quella la retta via smarrita? Non è...

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Kensington spreads its legs— lets the city crawl in, dripping Xylazine / fentanyl / tranq, open sore veins moaning dirty dirges. False prophets— all piss and panic— bark half-lies through decaying molars, fingering apathy for spare change. You smell it five blocks before you enter. The stench tests your soul before it reaches your throat. Narcan. burnt spoons. street toilet. Dreams twitch under heat lamps— larval things too stubborn to die. Hope? Hope’s a half-smoked, laced Newport balanced...

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… Rinascere. Sei la maggior parte di coloro che ti intralcerà. … ...

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AFTER WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS MY JUNK SICK ABUSIVE HUSBAND ESCALATED THE ABUSE TO PURE TORTURE HE WAS BITTER FOR BEING KICKED OUT THE ARMY HE EVEN BEAT ME CAUSE HIS MOTHER DIED OF CANCER LEAVING HIM WITH A DRUG ADDICT SISTER HE STARTED TO BLAME ME FOR THE...

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They make the stereotype of the loud and angry black woman seem bad But why has nobody questioned who made us like that The language they use to belittle us Our mouths hand stitched with silence And the box of requirements we are shoved into Threatened by the mark of violence Yes I am loud and no I will never be...

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… Ridono. Entrano. Rodono. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. LUCE. Buio. Ridono. Entrano. Rodono. … ...

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I bask in my sorrow Where once again we must witness humanity's frail idiocy Another lone agitator and deceived soul spreads violence and his ego's greed It shows the world that he has never had his own thought. Can no one spare us from those that will use this to stand on and see their pure lying righteous?...

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… Dall’oscuro bagliore del Desiderio, il Piacere protetto. … ...

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They took him— not for war, not for crime, but for curiosity. A boy from Congo, where rivers hum with memory, and the trees know your name. Ota Benga— smile full of sun, soul full of sky— was stolen, placed in a cage beside an ape while the world laughed. And they called it science. They called it education. But it was cruelty— plain and piercing. He was not a beast. He was a...

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Don't know how I missed it, How I got so complicit, How I overlooked those parts of you. And now I'm in danger, The man I love turned into a stranger, And I'm starting see we've got more problems than a few. Holy F%ck do I feel stupid. How did I even do this? How did I let this...

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At 7 she is at her father’s mercy She will be shown no mercy A life with absolutely no love She will be like a lonely dove Sitting in the nest Doing her best She will never taste true love She will never be as free as a dove Being groped and touched by her dad Is a life that is so very sad She...

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… Vi racconterò una storia triste, ma purtroppo necessaria: tratta di colui che animò la terra soffiandoci dentro dell’aria. Nel suo progetto ci avrebbe reso gli esseri supremi. Non sapeva l’avremmo tradito diventando gli esseri più estremi. È bello sentirsi Dei; soprattutto se si è pochi e meschini: Lui ci ha creato il mondo e noi abbiamo creato i confini. L’hanno sostituito. Dicevano di parlare in sua vece. E non...

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Mr. Macron now recognizes ‘Palestine’ a country that never was, that never had borders He somehow thinks that things will be ‘fine’ ...

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Three dozen or so revelers whoop it up. Prince''s signature smash-hit song, "1999" Is blasting top volume on loud speakers. A rollicking party reaches...

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—A Discourse Beyond Empires You come to Beijing in polished shoes, Wearing history like a crown of thorns, António and Ursula—names carved from conquest, Eyes soaked in the smoke of fading empires. For fifty years, you called us rivals— Now you call it friendship. But friendship built on suspicion Is nothing but diplomacy’s ghost. We are not like you— You measure greatness by how far...

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