Wrong Poems - Poems about Wrong

What’s fond food to pigs and donkeys? What use jewels to beasts, birds and bees? Music to deaf, lamp to the blind, In scriptures what the fools would find? __________________________ Translation |12.10.2024| food, jewels, birds, music, fools...Read the rest...

It happens all the time the wrong people die like this time I dont remember the minute But The government Killed a baby They shot her on the head They Named a street her...Read the rest...

Love is in the rain Love is with the thunder Love is inside every bird Shot down by the hunter. Love is in the horizon Love is all around the sea Love is inside every heart Waiting to be free. Love is...Read the rest...

Where are you? Memories are not you But you are my memory Now, you are not with me But you are there in my memory. You are not living in this world But you are living in me. I remembers...Read the rest...

Take one more step and you will die She hesitated her foot lingering in the air Turning her gaze behind her Trust me one more time Hop The look of concern sprawling over his face He was young a bit...Read the rest...

Everything we know is wrong. Every spark is truer than fire. Bring home your tired eyes: A standard of domestic divinity. This religious cascade of normalcy. God has goggles and is passing them out, sparsely. Keep running for them. Get tired, then...Read the rest...

An orchestra in Melbourne Is embroiled in a dispute With a concert pianist who had A horn he had to toot. He told the audience he’d play, Not Mozart, as was planned, But new music as a tribute And he...Read the rest...

We are all guilty in this world till proven innocent...Read the rest...

If loving you is an offence, I'm set to rot in the worst jail, With your love, far my heart will sail, Then there I will scale any fence. Nothing will again make a sense, Your love will be there...Read the rest...

What’s wrong, you look like thunder. It’s those two birds I’m going out with, Tuesday and Thursday. What’s the problem, get the days mixed up. No, I call them Tuesday and Thursday, and I take them out on...Read the rest...

Many have little faith and are part of a great heresy what our Lord calls abominations they support with a full heart Lawless behaviour has become the new normal everyday it is hard to fathom the...Read the rest...

All Wrong Perhaps you are all wrong, Chanting a cheap imitation song, Trying to peer-pressure-belong. It’s the devils-sweet-song, But eternity is hellishly long. Think! Don’t just go along. Don’t let deception be your swan song. Your hot-new-home is not a week long. Words of...Read the rest...

On my first day of kindergarten, Mrs. Miller takes roll. She begins some sort of symphony, a rapid chorus, Emma, Jake, and Katie sing, Here, Here, Here! Then, I hear a cacophony that doesn’t match The melody before,...Read the rest...

Trump has been trumped Kamala is riding high She’s a wordsmith with a brain And grumpy Trumpy’s word shy She’s younger and full of vitality He’s lost the ear of the crowd While thinking he’d win easily He’s now course and very...Read the rest...

*This is my First Slam Poetry Hope You Like It..... Alarm Clock, Waking, Can't Get Up, Snooze Button, Snoozing, Alarm Clock, Waking, Waking and Baking, Baking, Baked Out The Mind, Bacon, Dozen Eggs, Sausage,...Read the rest...