Miraquill
These Violent Ends
Hush, my violent heart,
Don’t bring on ghastly emotions.
For these violent delights,
How luscious they may seem,
Will only have violent ends,
As befitting as deemed.
No use experiencing such draining thoughts,
A waste it does seem.
To my soldered heart,
What did you gain, may I ask?
What did you earn, if I may inquire?
Other than disappointment,
Or even misplaced hate.
Were the violent delights, so ephemeral, worth it?
When the end included nothing but,
Draining emotions, disappointment, and sorrow.
Did it give any pleasure, postliminary,
Or were you left with just painful memories?
Pray tell me, can you cash them in?
You certainly toiled enough.
Or even savour them?
Do they seem worth the trouble you went to,
Or was it just a well-choreographed ruse?
Harden, my foolish heart,
You’re almost there.
A small setback, yes,
But nothing you can’t fix.
Keep them afar, keep them apart,
Focus on what’s next.
These foolish pebbles,
You’ll meet plenty,
Step on them, crunch them, destroy them,
That’s all they’re good for,
Before they wriggle inside your shoes.
Best keep them where they belong,
Nowhere your pulse.
No one deserving,
No one mildly interesting,
Indulge the banality,
They’re just in different shapes,
Brands if you would,
But sneer violently from afar.
They don’t know,
Foolish pebbles won’t understand,
They’re a means to an end,
Their very own end,
While you stand on top,
As if on a thousand corpses.
Violent, yes,
But so breath-taking, you seem.
To see through their violent ends,
And catalyse your own violent ascent.
©Mahnoor Umar Khan
#violent
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monosijsen
47w
Some Like It Hot
Some like to bully kids
Some like to shout
Some like to kill pigeons
Some like to pout.
Some like to build muscles
Some like to smoke
Some like to pee in the pool
Some like to choke.
Some like to play with swords
Some like to ride
Some like to spit on authority
Some like to thrive.
Some like to break the bed
Some like to swear
Some like to roughen his girl
Some like to hear.
Some like to save the weak
Some like to stand up
Some like to give up life
Some like to man up.
Some like to shoot the crowd
Some like to dance naked
Some like to burn the world
Some like to stay crooked.
Some like to fuck in showers
Some like to fuck all things good
Some like to fuck the fuckers
Some like to fuck in hoods.
All of us are warriors
Just lacking the push.
All of us can conquer the earth
So go and hit that bush.
Whenever someone says that you're
Violent, mad, unhinged or bad
Tell them not all of us are the same
And some like to be the dad.
Some don't care it's right or not
As long as it is hot.
Some like life in a boiling pot
Some like it hot.
©monosijsen5 0
heyoka_warrior
60w
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Breech Journey
From God's breath of life in mum's womb,
An embryo was formed, a peculiar;
Head up, feet down, why didn't I turn?
I was conceived, received in wonder.
Did the thunder beings favor me?
Did lightning strikes when I was born?
I didn't choose nor did I plan this;
Did God thinks it's best for me?
Breech birth it was but not Caesarean
For I did come out of mum's birth canal;
Was I forced to do it or did I finally decide
To face the world with strange eyes?
Childhood years were not so pleasant
With all its drama, pain, and lessons;
An outcast in this exile, I bore
The weight of my life's purpose.
Darkness was fond of me, I adopted
The void, the depths, the fire, the storms;
My soul was battered, mind injured
From fighting foes and my violent demons.
Innocence torn like broken angel wings,
My wounds they turned into wisdom;
Obstacles bumped along the way, I fell;
Thank God, my Messiah caught me.
I came out fine, resilient, and able
With carefree, happy-go-lucky nature;
I withstood the serious blows and thrived;
God upheld me in the power of His might.
With all sobriety I focused on the race
By the grace of my Lord and Savior;
He shall finish in me until my last journey
And I shall dwell in His Presence forever.
©heyoka_warrior27 1 5
madinah_writes
61w
Different
Different,
Her eyes shimmering with tears, begging for mercy.
I held a gun because she's 'different' from me.
She's 5 years, just a child.
I'm just 18 , also a child too.
Just a child ordered to kill another, because we are classified, 'different.'
©madinah_writes14 2 1
james_taumas
76w
Violent intent
I hurt them
Sadomasochist's ecstasy
All the bad things
Things you wouldn't do
People who deserved it
I got it done
Look in the mirror
I am you
You released the devil
I'm not going back
I like it here.
©james_taumas0 0 1
bclark2681
77w
Crumbling Human Future
Violent acts will murder our race,
Future will crumble because of
Ridiculous happenings as humans
Watch stupefied, in disbelief that
Modern, intelligent beings could
Become so absurd, so ignorant,
So lost within lies that we lose
Ourselves with no point of return
©bclark268110 1
moonwritespoetry
89w
// wonder where she at //
wonder where she at! this hour ?!
has she gone with her horse ?
she goes miles away...,
with eyes wider than a river,
charming on horseback,
rides up the valley from,
where we first met...
i see lilac flowers grown
all the way,
her horse has been ridden,
showing me the road wearing,
a violet fleece of flowers
that no one knew about,
taking me to her
hence i know,
where she at this Hour...!!
kisses and tight hugs :')
// Anagha Lakshmi //
©moonwritespoetry17 4
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Any solution?
How do we end corruption and violence ?
Each time we try someone disappears
and everything gets silent
How can our laws be respected ?
if they bend but never break
because money never breaks them
How can a violent country change ?
If all of it's people are full of hate
How can we bring peace ? If
People make careers out of killing
and carry list
How can the law protect the people
When police men are killed for a couple of nickels
How can a country be purified from evil
Is there no way to my people?
©dodgerzm6 1
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high_on_rhyming
99w
Everyone tells you how good they think you are but only you know how bad and violent thoughts you have deep inside.
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isid57
101w
... Like Rain ...
Try your best to encage me in your clouds of filth... I will make a violent escape like rain!!
© Siddhesh Sawant4 0
manuhere
105w
Read MoreIf I were to be an #actor of some #credential ,I would want to play a stone #cold all #violent #sociopath ,with little to no #expression ,#camouflaged in the #crowd.
When I get off the #stage ,however I am the same #man #feeling the rock #bottom and #sky #high sometimes.
@riyashi @writerstolli @shrihari_nandini @rangkarmi_anuj @kinda11मेरी बातों का मतलब मेरे कल से होकर निकला है
मैंने हज़ारों दफा गम लिखा था जो आज रोकर निकला है
मनु मिश्रा
©manuhere12 3 3
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Ferals
Do your cries carry honesty? Are you lacking any modesty? Is this all just a rendition? Of critical thought the abolition.
Deep down our feral instincts are pulsing, convulsing, ready to ooze out.
Can you feel them? Can you feel them pouring out?
To our reptilian brains we have fallen hostages, victims of our broken hearts. Think, truly think, you might be closer to insanity...that you ever dared to doubt.
©bellemoon9913 0
"What destroyed him?" she asked god.
"May be he trusted his feelings while in ruins, for he'd forgotten that those feelings belonged to the same ruins..", she sighed and answered herself.
@neerlekhaka4 0
eden_with_eve
127w
I am violent in expression.
Turbulent upon impression.
Life has been hard on this heart, it has taught me difficult lessons.
They don't want this dark shadow girl.
They're after that shining pearl, but I have buried her deep in my ocean.
Waving emotions, constant commotion, because I am bent on chasing the moon.
"Too soon, a lady has patience.", they warn me.
I am a typhoon, you can't corner me.
How dare you try to order me as if I were ever a summer breeze.
©eden_with_eve5 0
sandeep_indraganti
127w
....WAITING....
Behind every Beautiful Lie there is an Ugly Truth Waiting to be Discovered
Behind every Bright Future there is a Dark past Waiting to be Witnessed
Behind every Lovely Comedy there is a Painful Tragedy Waiting to be Slayed
Behind every Bloody Courage there is a Filthy Fear Waiting to be Murdered
Behind every Soothing Peace there is a Violent War Waiting to be Won
©sandeep indraganti4 0
q_is_poetry
135w
Trauma Quan
I stand straight up. Stern face opposing.
My passionate nature, amber kissed.
Caramel colored black man, these dark.
Brown dreads rebel.
With no dad to protect me from my.
Uncle, from gangs, from.
Him beating asthma out of me.
Insecure friends using up.
My energy to fix themselves.
Abused sympathy, maybe.
Disrespect everywhere I turn.
Until I dropout my own lane.
Stuck here looking at my.
Uncle's gun, eye to barrel.....
I popped a squirrel but....
My bullies' addresses in my head.
Already gone but he stopped me.
Hate builds fast, I. Can't feel myself, I.
Wish death on everybody I fought.
Wanna drag them through the dirt.
Break their eye socket with a brick.
Stomp them like they stomped me.
Until they feel like me....
©q_is_poetry5 0
Be glad that i pretend
My original would've ripped your heart out for being an idiot
©_redemption_8 0
Violent
Hey!! Here again it comes for him
All the haste of ending it all for them
Came back several times for benevolence
Only got curses of malignant kisses
Okay though I endure your pain of haze
Drinking your poisonous sight with taste
Cause love dipped in compassion is me
While apathetic world shimmers out there
While you choose to look the other way
My violent mind still adorned you indeed
As that's what it always craved
Loosing itself in your misty eye's maze
©deepesh_shukla22 0
Nazi Fuck
You're horrible, you're toxic
Everything about you screams Nazi.
You hate everyone so deeply you're left kneeling so freely.
Who is that false god, walking dark halls.
I hope you choke,
I hope you have a stroke,
I hope when the match is lit you know who struck.
I never knew some one could be so wrong,
but believe so strongly.
When you pass,
when you croak,
when you kick the bucket,
when you finally fucking die.
I hope no one finds your body.
I hope flowers grow between your bones,
up your spine,
animals climb your ribs like vines.
I hope when you die,
your more useful dead then alive.
©mighty_are_the_fallen
