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"poisened" poems
Serendipities torrential deluge Of dulcet applause reigning In the divine dynasty of Empiricisms arcane lore, Heavens most high of heirachies Beyond the veil Drowning in altruistic Reflexive salutations; The regnant patent mutitioning Of the waters Lethe from Serpens poisened chalice of saints Evoking the advent vigil of Dusts chaldean dreams, The sabbatical ordination The fatal ravens annunciation Heralding valediction Convening betwixt and between Gates of ivory and horn Arraigning the apostolic conclave. ELEETE J MUIR.
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Jan 13, 2012
Jan 13, 2012 at 9:35 AM UTC
The Ephemeral Compassionate Leave of Transmigration.
This is the here and now Dog eat dog push and shove Get out of my way Its my way or the highway! Too bad if you no like it fella Pow zoom to the moon Alice! Jealous? I will **** your **** up cries the illiterate fool Steal from me? It's ok I forgive karma is the law for the thieving pig! I'm third eye open rise above it all I laugh at it all Been run over by fast motorcylcles Poisened to death busted up jailed Beaten cheated by creeps Disowned by family Tossed in the streets Deception in USA More than one can say Avoid propaganda Miranda rights? We all are in the same boat The great escape awaits us all Headed for a humpty dumpty fall Wall street crash smash and grab that cash Get shot get stabbed in a crowd alone Welcome to the xenophobic new war zone D. Clare
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 12:36 PM UTC
The New War Zone
Honest He who doesn't work, works **** or just can't commit He homeless He an affair and a **** good fix ****** with a tendency to show underwhelming **** Twisted into nicety by such anger at the human, the wants Good at *** when in love Un-abused Un-poisened One of my best mates like Dyslexic thick **** A problem Step child and real life son, grandson always, always, grandson eldest unappreciated, underestimated, paranioder? Paranoidist. One of the needers of therapists Panicked by past Fractured by future A depressive, doesn't drink, do drudgery like drugs A fearfull mess mummy's boy Fatherless Fathered less A letdownshowoff overconfident, Anxious, ex husband, probable poofter, please Goddot, please, let he be a cheater A ex punk, definite ***** pushover, almost poet So easily hurt, yet never hurts My love one. (Cary you Guardian) Too damed romantic Cant read but by gosh buys books Genius artistic, Autistic, an idiot and just another bad student manish Little Boy child Unable to be alone and not a good flatmate Justifier of the almighty grey areas, The cheated... the Strong willed.
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Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 7:06 PM UTC
Self Portrayal
The Brave Lion has be deprived the pride of His bride in the jungle of life. The Mighty Tree has been hewned down by the dreeded wind of death. Night has swallowed morning in the broad day light. Darkness has hollowed light in the noon day harshness. The white sheep of the family has been stained by the dirt of death. The Papa of the house has been poisened by the serpent of death. The Mighty Elephant has fallen at the might of death. The Father Whale has left the shores of life to the sore land beyond. The journey of life has been shortened by the castle of death. The Burden Bearer has been denied his load by the rabble of death. I know it is a journey of no return, but live well with the glorious beings. When you get to the road full of loads, Salute the dwellers of the road and there drop your load. The heat of the one who brought me into this world, and made me who l am. Your thought will forever remain green in my memory. Oh! Death! Is it because you have no Pride (father) that you deprived me of my Pride? Tell me. Is it because you have no Bride that you denied father the Pride of his Bride? Oh! Father! Will you ever come back to enjoy the Pride of your Bride? Twitter: @ValentineMbagu
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Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 4:19 PM UTC
Adieu Papa
Where is the art without sorrow and pain? They said the power of the mind is everything That if you stay starry eyed and young it eventually dims within age Within aging, I found treasures so deep I dove trenches Discovering creature after creature scowlling and poisened Maybe one out of billions could spare the anti-venom Or now just one out of billions is most lethal and handsome
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Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 11:59 PM UTC
The Deepest Trench
*Dilusional baracades I've said everything I've ever needed to say But it doesn't seem to be enough to go around rose thornes in our poisened heads stitched together with needle and thread we take our brains and dip them in lead it smells just fine to me Dimmed dreams and shiny things we thing about the lies we used to feed feed ourselves and our decorated bleeds Nothing is right Because once we all had fleed It was nothing but dimmed dreams and shiny things*
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Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 3:07 PM UTC
dimmed dreams and shiny things
Peter! Peter! What about the light **** crows Peter! Peter! Trembling hands squeeze Whipped beaten Son they took From HE Peter! Peter! Youve spoken to The all knowing Peter! Peter! What does he say Stepping up the hill To be shamed Peter! Peter! Hold his hand Poisened kiss A simple man His body took it all Nails in his side A head falls Peter! Peter! What a sight Darkness turned True sunlight Knees weak Kneeled to watch Him speak Three days grace Man whom bled For every tortured face Peter! Peter! Write it down Tell of the man Who truly wears the crown Murray
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Feb 21, 2012
Feb 21, 2012 at 8:13 PM UTC
Divine
A rocket screams in flames in my blue, blue sky, Bright beautiful day, This tragedy my lie, As I wander through my mind, I run this poisoned knife, Into my heart and wish I was more kind.
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 7:12 PM UTC
Poisened fantasy
"I thought we were good people, Mama" "It was the books you read, Not the words I said, my child. I didn't spare your ears, and when you threatened tears, I let the truth march on" "Then how did I grow being proud, singing our national anthems loud, sure it was good to be American? My country has stolen, my country has ***** made every poisened mistake, and it WON'T STOP!" " That is true, my child, but it is good to be you. Apologize for your cousins and fathers and aunts, if you must, and your purchased slave chocolate, slave t-shirts, and jewelry But NEVER, my child, not EVER, should you apologize for being yourself"
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Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 8:20 PM UTC
American
I dident give up, It went away, Away my Love on a winters day, I waited so long but it stays at bay, Away my love on a spring day, I need my Love back but I still hurt in may, Away my love on a summers day, It's not coming back as days crumble like clay, Away my love on an Autumn Day. I see a glimmer of hope as days turn to grey, Away my love on a winters day, Ive poisened the well now I must pay and you will never return my love not on any day.
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Mar 17, 2010
Mar 17, 2010 at 5:27 PM UTC
Season 1.0
5 words
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Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 12:21 AM UTC
you poisened me; antidote? you
When your slowly sinking life consistantly smells of propane You endeavour to silently drown out the crashing waves Dodging firery and deadly sparks Knowing any minute it can go up in flames Poisened with fight we lose all of your paralyzing fear A progression of a genius mind We  evolve and become fire eaters Until we have fear scared and in tears You move with armed confidence Even your words has some bite Slowly eating all negativity Then still sleeping soundly at night This life can never drown us or keep us down We Borne in a state of fight Screaming at the world I believe this to  be our battle cry To let the world know our hidden might.
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Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 5:35 AM UTC
Fighters
all we had is nothing built apon lies and now that i've left you think it caught me by surprise but i knew the whole time thought i could change the melody of our song but all i changer were the lyrics we still were being poisened by the piano at war with the violin but i'm so tired i will never sing that song again
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Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 6:47 AM UTC
i will never sing our song
Oh this demon was in disguise She was made of all these lies And I thought she was sweet Then on our first meet I realized she was planning her demise Yeah she sidled up and laced up her words And sweetly poisened me with her standards And I knew that I would never meet them I could barley begin to brush the hem It was then I had to approach her But she was supposed to be my best friend Until I finally realized that this might be the end
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Jan 10, 2013
Jan 10, 2013 at 10:27 PM UTC
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