Violence Poems | Examples of Violence Poetry

This is my life My life that the whiskey did choose This is my life And she my long suffering wife Her bruising left too many clues These bars now deprive me of booze This is my life...

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Indie swizz Green and white On top of hills A view unlike A tale of heaven, a place to repent Now is none but a grave of men, The song of winds turned to echoes of mist, The crown of hind, now blood missed Quite waters, a red fountain Land of joy now weeps with mothers' cries A...

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"And you, Brutus?" And then was Caesar dead. A moment's act and history's chapter done; A moment's thrust and Caesar's life was bled, And you the one that Caesar thought his son. But were you son of Rome, and that came first? Did Caesar die a hero, or a knave? Can justice spring from such a violent burst? Can sudden murder be...

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Well, Brutus was that sort of chap As whacked his old man in the Cap. The senators there, They’d stab or they’d stare, With all other business a wrap. ...

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The rats ate the walls, ate the clothes You could hear them baring teeth and boring holes And there was a sign outside the window But not a sign from God, it read “Win tickets for your family” When had I last seen? I woke up one morning with rats outside my cell The guard out there yelled out for me to...

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"After Auschwitz, there is no poetry" - Theodor W. Adorno hope nailed to the cross mankind at its darkest hour there's no forgetting AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on April 23, 2025...

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Memories of whip-lashing words steeped me deep into a roil of rancid oil my soul a weeping blistered sore my heart a gangrene amputee pus-green-memories rupture to plague me infection still oozes from core’s moaning cracks in a pale cringe I sniffled the floor my confidant a split lip half-wit tamed by the maim of his...

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Enrolling as a pirate is much harder than it seems, You’ll need to speak in present tense and chase your wildest dreams. Well, once you’ve trained a parrot and been measured for your hook, You have to plough through pages of the health and safety book. The pointed end’s the bow, whilst your rudder’s near the aft, Our crow’s...

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He slips the noose around her slender neck Cloaked and masked with heavy breath He can't help but be obsessed All the dolls hangin' around - pretty little lies that make not a sound The poison of passion imagined as they are undressed. The dead in their eyes is magnificent Ivory skin - chill to win Realm of the dark, lips apart,...

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MY PRAYERS ARE WITH ALL DOMESTIC VIOLENCE VICTIMS AND SURVIVORS MY DOMESTIC VIOLENCE SITUATION STEMMED FROM MY WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM JUNK SICK COPS BECAUSE THE FBI WARNED ME MY ABUSIVE HUSBAND HAD BE INVOLVED IN ARSON RESULTING IN 8 PERSONS DEATH I WAS LITERALLY BEATEN INTO SILENCE...

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I AM A DOMESTIC VIOLENCE SURVIVOR I'LL NEVER EVER BE HIS VICTIM AGAIN I'LL NEVER EVER MISS THE STENCH OF ANGER RAGE VIOLENT OUTBURST THE SPITTING WHEN HE YELLED SCREAMED AMAZING I SURVIVED AFTER RETURNING FROM MY JOB AFTER GIVING BIRTH AGAIN HE BEGAN RANTING RAVING THE FBI RELOCATED OUR FAMILY AFTER MY WEARING WIRES...

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The Mask You hooked me with your charming ways And I fell hard and fast. I couldn’t have believed you If you said it wouldn’t last. I didn’t know what hit me when you started with your scorn. What should have been my harbor, quickly became my storm. I tried and tried to please...

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She walked with dreams in her gentle eyes, A future lit beneath morning skies. But shadows crept where light should stay, And stole her breath, her hopes, away. Sawera’s name, now etched in pain, A flower drowned beneath the rain. Not by fate, not by some twist, But by hands that evil kissed. What justice lies in silence kept? While mothers grieve, and sisters...

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Violence, a physical behavior intended to hurt someone. Violence, the strike from his hand to her face. Violence, the screamed threats as she cries. I try not to panic. Violence, was it intentional or did he just lash out? Violence, is his word true beyond a doubt? Violence, he tells us that he’s sorry. I try to believe it. Violence, the unlawful act...

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“How my life has changed” “Reformation” I wrote a poem A long time ago. It was full of despair And gray cloudy skies. It made me cry. I then saw a child, Playing in a park, Laughing and full of joy. I wrote no more Of gray cloudy skies. “Reformation-2” I wrote a poem The other day, It was full of joy And sunny skies. It made me smile. I...

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