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Poem Details | by Patricia L Graham |
Categories: bullying, dark, depression, grief, murder, poverty, time,

Slaughtered Innocence



The hideous and the humble
Blood peppers falling snow
As world hurtles to the tipping point
Life chokes on ignited air
Wrenching love from hungry mouths
Stars fall without sound
Some weep helpless, day through night
Ever wondering how
Never knowing why ...


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, courage, cute love, dark, deep, depression, desire, destiny, devotion, dream, first love, funny love, grief, happiness, heart, heartbreak, heartbroken, how i feel, i am, i love you, i miss you, innocence, irony, jealousy, lonely, longing, loss, lost, love, love hurts, miss you, missing, missing you, night, passion, psychological, romance, romantic, sad, sad love, silence, sky, sleep, solitude, sunset, true love,

Red Light

have you ever felt like 
the flashing red light on the roof,
lonely as ever
visible at night, useless by day?

in sync with its partner next door
for a quick kiss over a few flashes only 
then arguing again and again 
night in, night out.

have you ever felt like 
the flashing red light on the roof,
not signaling a warning to keep away
but sending a call for compassion?

using the dark pauses in between 
to yell the same name 
over and over and over
into the emptiness of each night.

have you ever felt like
the flashing red light on the roof,
being your silent cry
only heard by your eternal love?

Poem Details | by Timothy Hicks |
Categories: blue, childhood, dad, father son, grief, identity, innocence,

The Man of the House

You left without saying goodbye
and now I'll never know what it was like,
to have you teach me, eye to eye.
You left without saying goodbye.
Now who will show me how to ride a bike
or chide me when I tell a lie?
You left without saying goodbye
and now I'll never know what it was like.



NOTE: Fictional.

Yet again, another old poem, but have some newer ones in the back-burner. There are so many things to write about, if only one is in the mood and state of mind to organize those thoughts into something tangible and readable.

Poem Details | by Susan Gibson |
Categories: blue, childhood, grief, growing up, lost, pain, youth,

Young Innocence

Sweet dreams, soft and transparent,
Floated like feathers in the sky.
And through them could be seen all that ever was.
Or ever could be.

Naivete', shimmering and shining 
With rainbow light.

Unaware of the deadends
And the could have beens
And the dark and frightening
Nights of coming life


Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: bullying, grief, innocence, jealousy, rights, rude,

BULLIES



They come is all forms. 
Some are needy
and demand our
time and attention.
Some want to be rude
and boss us around.
And some are just plain jealous
we are creative and happy. 
None of them deserve
the right to be protected. 
We all pussyfoot around bullies
and let them rule the roost. 
What's up with that ?!!




posted on July 30, 2019

Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: abuse, addiction, allusion, anger, anxiety, assonance, courage, crush, cry, death, deep, depression, desire, destiny, feelings, forgiveness, freedom, god, happiness, hate, health, heartbreak, heaven, how i feel, humanity, hurt, imagination, innocence, inspirational, lonely, music, passion, patriotic, peace, philosophy, political, poverty, power, prison, psychological, rap, rights, truth, usa, visionary, wisdom, youth,

I Don't Need Drugs

The only thing that is in my bong
is my gift of poetry and song.

Drugs are for thugs
that's hell in a nutshell.

I don't smoke
and I've never done coke.

Believe me
I know that I don't always tell thruth
and that I like to lie.
There has been enough brains fried.

Poet till I die.





Dedicated To All The Victims Of Addiction.



Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: anger, art, death, depression, feelings, freedom, god, grief, hip hop, how i feel, imagery, imagination, innocence, inspirational, jealousy, music, pain, passion, philosophy, poets, rap, religious, society, sorrow, spiritual, truth, wisdom, world,

God Save This World

Part 1: Save Us

The whole world went to pot
when, 2pac was shot
on the spot.

Why do Innocent people have to die?
Why do we have to sit and watch, as mothers cry?

People forgive the unforgiven.
Why do people have spend the rest of they're lives in prison?

Part 2: Save Me

I act like a dick 
in public.

I'm not crazy,
god just needs to save me.

I guess I'm in the zone.
That's why I'm sitting here alone.







Dedicated To Tupac Shakur.
1971-1996
R.I.P.

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, cute love, dedication, desire, destiny, devotion, emotions, encouraging, funny love, girlfriend, grief, heart, heartbreak, heartbroken, how i feel, i love you, i miss you, innocence, kiss, love, love hurts, math, meaningful, miss you, missing, missing you, nice, passion, recovery from, romance, romantic, sad love, senses, sensual, symbolism, together, true love, voyage, wisdom, woman, word play,

4 Love

Love is a four letter word
she whispered into his ear,

So is four, as is word
he whispered back into her fear,

Such is "you and I"
cried his heart - she could hear,

Their cheeks hugged, eyes kissed
each shedding a single tear. 


Poem Details | by Denise Hopkins |
Categories: abuse, age, anger, betrayal, bible, blessing, child, child abuse, childhood, dark, emotions, evil, faith, fear, feelings, for her, freedom, future, girl, growing up, hope, how i feel, innocence, inspiration, me, meaningful, memory, pain, power, religious, sad, scary, society, sorrow, strength, sympathy,

A child's plea


Dirty rotten scum to take the life of an innocent one torn away from my childhood but not yet thrown into adulthood you've given me a life of pain certain to only knowing, that never again, will the days be the same but I have found my new freedom here, within these mighty walls known as Gods kingdom

Poem Details | by Igor Goldkind |
Categories: death, identity, innocence,

Sedition of the Innocent


What was said was dead before it was spoken.
These are the laments of the old and the pale
But these here, are the moments eternity has flung at us.

We must not waste time...
we must not waste time...
we must not waste time...

Those are the echoes of ancient voices waiting to be quelled,
that call to us from the farthest shore.
They say: “Hey  Buddy, 

Keep on swimming, keep on dreaming your better self.
Keep your head well above the water,
and remember… to breathe”.




Igor Goldkind © October 13th, 2014

Poem Details | by Viola .x |
Categories: death, innocence, insect,

The Ladybug

Eight dark spots
And a faded orange shell
Against cream fabric
Dead 
On my pillow

Poem Details | by ... Gigno |
Categories: death, children, loss, sympathy, life,

Innocence Over Ignorance

Look at the faces of our victims in schools
To do nothing now ensures that we are fools
We justify the right to defend our freedoms
But not with expenses paid by innocent ones
Let this be an hour to reach out your hands
Listen to far cries of the neediest demands
Put down any notion of life without burdens
Lift someone else up to spread inspirations
Be present in the most important situations
The gift of life is universal preservations
Demands can be met with community solutions
Aiding those lost in their lonely delusions

Poem Details | by Aiyah Torres |
Categories: death, hurt, innocence, longing, night, passion,

Save This Soul



Save this soul from being burned,
whenever your eyes glare at me.
Take me out from this room,
where fire melts my whole body.

Bring my soul somewhere else,
where I can lay down in serenity.
Save me from this sullen pain,
cure this wound in my flesh.

Please send my soul into bliss,
For I don't know where to turn.
I'm a lost soul finding my way,
Send me home where I can rest.

In peaceful night ,in a quiet place.
Save my soul from being blazed.
Shield me in your arms,then promise.
You wouldn't  leave 'til we meet the sunset.





Poem Details | by TAMMY REAMS |
Categories: death, imagery, innocence, natural disasters, power,

Wind

Wind upon the mast
oceans ghost forever lost
ships of gold and souls

T Reams

Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: adventure, anxiety, appreciation, assonance, confusion, emotions, feelings, forgiveness, freedom, grief, happiness, how i feel, imagination, innocence, inspirational, murder, patriotic, poverty, power, prayer, pride, religious, sorrow, spiritual, usa, war,

Draw A Better Picture

Is it her calling?
I was just drawling
pictures of my feelings.

All these killers and retards 
we should be healing,
Insted we are keeping 
them from the world.

Tis it was the greatest story ever told
until our memories were sold.

Help us, lord
ashes to ashes 
and dust to dust
are the words.

Listen,
I'm speaking to the nation
about a lost generation,
built off of freedom and innovation,
that was sweeping the nation
during the emancipation proclamation.




Poem Details | by Suyash Saxena |
Categories: absence, adventure, age, analogy, childhood, courage, creation, cry, dark, death, death of a friend, dedication, desire, dream, eulogy, identity, imagination, innocence, inspirational, leaving, life, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, memory, missing you, mountains, moving on, muse, mystery, nostalgia, sad, society, song, spring, winter, wisdom, words, write, youth,

Last Sonnet



Hither I stand, at crossroads,
And then I gaze, at the yonder end-
The vague horizon from where I began;
And all that I may ever deem
Is that- my days
Have been a waken dream.

Hither I stand, at the edge of my dream;
Then I wonder, at the depth of my trance-
An adventurous journey through the wondrous woods;
An idyllic stroll through the vicissitudinous meadow;
And from the final station as I depart,
All that I can ever say, is that
Perpetuation has been a rouge
Of fleeting phases of my life.


Suyash Saxena 
St. Stephen’s College.

Poem Details | by Devin Hildebrand |
Categories: evil, fear, grief, innocence, lost, social, truth,

Land of the sheep

Tombstone enscriptions 
Mindless descriptions
Conformity asked
Corruption masked
My Curiosity Tamed
Independance shamed
Always the same problems
No ways to solves solve them

Poem Details | by Abdulhafeez Oyewole |
Categories: abuse, adventure, beauty, caregiving, change, dedication, devotion, education, faith, innocence, jealousy, light, love, sympathy, thank you, thanksgiving,

Melancholy Mood, Last Less

Those pitiless days ’re enough to puzzle the compassionate mind.
A phenomenal gesture, soon sued to have downplayed the legit,
That even the impartial impact was bandit with words.
Not so funny ’re those days
That devils 're clad in bigotry .
And soon ready enough 
To poison soups 
Meant for the entourage.
Pitiful quill perhaps has taken over this weakening wit.
Now struggles continue.
Exclusive parcels to all the greenery gestures.
Your compassionate touch is well noted
And well felt.
Thank you so much for the deliverance.

Penned by:
Abdulhafeez Oyewole

18/5/2013

Previous contested poem title: 5 Minutes Challenge

For: Russell Sivey's "Complete Your Poem" Contest.


Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: bereavement, christian, innocence,

Barabas, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel's Barabas by T Wignesan

Barabas, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Barabas by T. Wignesan

This insignia that Barabas be
Seditious and murderous
None so worthy as he can be
Bartered body for Jesus

Criminal right down to genes
To our father of all is he son
For assassinating crowd he stands
Which acquits and absolves him

Just as it should be the crime
Paid for by a price equal deem
Be that the blood of his victim
Serve Barabas to redeem

(from Pierre Emmanuel’s « Les Jours de la Passion », pub. July 2011)

© T. Wignesan – Paris, October 13, 2014)

Poem Details | by Milan Georges Burovac |
Categories: dark, innocence, life, paris, sensual, space, spiritual,

Paris no death

her of a soul
him to a body
living in the mind
thereby the I drama
where the Me negates death
praying a spacetime
on point One of Paris

Poem Details | by Mel Brake |
Categories: allusion, children, farewell, grief, innocence, parody, power,

The Awake Experiment

Awake! America!
Awake! America!

You may think that you are aware
But you are actually fast asleep

Your dreams are not real
And your days are too surreal
Day is night
And night is day
Your time line and election
Has been stolen

The cow ran away with the spoon
But the night shines bright under a darkened full moon

Hillary Hickory Dock
The rats ran away with the timeline clock
The change in time struck am 2
And away she flew
But we are left feeling blue

Hillary Hock Dock
The rats ran away with the timeline clock
The clock struck noon
He should not be here
But he is here believe it or not too soon

Awake! World!
Awake! World!

Poem Details | by Kim van Breda |
Categories: bereavement, conflict, death, emotions, innocence, pain, war,

FIRE ANNIHILATION

FIRE ANNIHILATION cruel cycles of hate in our wake heat intense with burning flame as fearful fire-fried mice bake what glowing embers sear souls to detonate, destroy and ruin a million charred bones now coals seething land grabbers launching death smouldering their selfish hate ablaze scorching into earths dark last breath infernal planets eternal despair baptises leaf-dead sky with flames now a sinister sad clothed last prayer Inspired and written for the victims and families of Air Malaysia MH17 & In protest of rocket launching where other innocent lives are being lost daily © Kim van Breda— 21 July 2014

Poem Details | by Fullmoon Sway |
Categories: color, death, deep, image, innocence,

Pitch black

Pitch black
An overcast of darkness
It’s a misery
Its all I see

Do u see what I see?
The little girl crooked her head to
 look around the room
Is it the sky?
Why its nothing like 
That my child
Come
See the world from my eyes 
The old woman raises her hand to touch
The girls face
Why are you so cold
My child
I see the sun

Poem Details | by Steven Siegel |
Categories: anger, child, daughter, drink, innocence, obituary, sorrow,

Death on a Highway

He
Snuffed out
Three lives in
In the matter 
An Heartbeat Sunday.
He live, they died, why Lord?
Now a mother left to cry 
Alone to ask why him? and not
Even my own girls, why oh why, Lord?
Maybe he took dad cause girls die so fast...

Poem Details | by The Lonely Poet |
Categories: beauty, blessing, child, death, children, innocence,

Sleeping On The Shore

There he lies sleeping on the shore
How innocent how divine how pure
No worries or sadness can reach him now
All seen is comfort on his angelic brow

Shh! be quite! Stop! Leave him there!
If he was alive he’d appreciate your care
No more worries shall we have for the dead
So leave him sleeping on the shore, his new bed 

No more sadness or joy 
For that little boy