Waged Poems


waged a war

I once waged a war
I lost one, two, three and four
But I lived to tell all 
Life is a peeping hole 
Every time you look at a scene
You actually blind of the unseen 
Close the eyes and loosen the mind
Only then you cross beyond 
For life is a death wheel 
For death is made to
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Categories: waged, betrayal,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberWaged

On my team I placed a wager
If they won it would be major
On gambling I'm hooked
The wrong team I booked
Now my life is in great danger
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Categories: waged, assonance, lost,
Form: Limerick


The Battle Has Yet To Be Waged

Rather it be sharpness of sword, quickness of wit,
Or by conviction itself
I shall drive you back from whence you came.
For I am true
And I am just.
You will not take that which is not yours.
Nor shall I surrender that which came from the breath of God

So come, death come.
I eagerly await the battle.
Perhaps I will drag
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Categories: waged, cancer, death, god, hope,
Form: Free verse

Hyde Bound Fiend Waged Ominous War

This misanthrope lived
     most all his life alone,
yet upon awakening
     this very early morn,
     mine eyes saw me prone
naked body adrip atop
     blood soaked sheets,
     that glommed to mine

     lacerated flesh
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Categories: waged, animal, body, dark, evil,
Form: Free verse

Campaign Waged

a campaign was waged 
against the demolition 
of the emotionally historic landmark
where the land of friendships founders first 
started construction of the ties that bound the bridge between 
the two internal communities
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Categories: waged, community,
Form: Lyric


No War Has Been Waged

No war has been waged
Yet on fatherland
Violent wars are raging.
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Categories: waged, sorrow,
Form: Verse

Battle Waged Within

Every night, as she laid herself to sleep
Images of demons and angels, in her head, did creep
The war of good and evil, and everything in between
Transpired all around her, though, their physical forms were unseen
Am I going crazy? She, often, thought to herself
You’re the only one in here; all alone by yourself
Every time, it was
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Categories: waged, angel, faith, god, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
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