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Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: love, peace, violence,

IN SEARCH OF WISDOM'S TRAIL



Among,
The towering mountains of menacing fanaticism and
in the midst of the shadows of constant fear,
Agonizing humanity,               
Desperately, is crawling in search of  
The trail of understanding,

Praying

That it would lead her onto the valley of God-loving
Peace
Where the peoples of the world, respecting the beliefs of
Others, in harmony would live,
Glorifying God’s wisdom which saved them, from falling
Into the ravines of voracious hate where Man's 
Annihilation awaits!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
  10 JANUARY 2015




Poem Details | by Sandip Goswami |
Categories: art, encouraging, jealousy, life, love, philosophy, violence,

Art of Love

This times, you would receive the two things from others.
Violence or grace. 
Jealousy to your success,
And grace to your failure.

So, you should not be sad.

Survival is meaningless with grace. 

Believe me,
You are the king or queen of love.
Try to distribute your love.
Don't want to see yourself as the beggar of love. 

One day, future of mankind will be written with your love.
You will become history.

(The poem is dedicated to my favorite poet Charmaine Chircop.)

SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA

Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: anger, dark, loss, love hurts, nature, power, violence,

Abandoned Dreams



Knotted in the torsion of a tempest’s mood - the barrage drains the sun and overwhelms the dusk ire’s flash stabs the night. Susan Ashley April 6, 2019 ~ Second Place ~ Contest: Favorite Poem From Last Week (March31 - April 6, 2019) Contest: Lu Loo ~ Third Place ~ Contest: April 2019 Premier (3 Line Max) Sponsor: Brian Strand

Poem Details | by David Meade |
Categories: anger, conflict, hope, violence,

Love Sorrow




        blood pouring forth . . . red

           yelling . . . hate  r a d i a t i n g 

                                      shooting, dying . . .  why




“A voice was heard in Ramah, wailing and loud lamentations . . . “ Jeremiah

“. . . so much weeping!  Such a burden of lamentation!  I will not gloss over the terrible pain and sorrow that comes from vanity and anger, but neither will I forget the final word of resurrection. “  Eugene Petersen



David Meade
01/21/2015
Live Generously


Poem Details | by Shane Cooper |
Categories: conflict, love, violence,

Lover

Lover Sensual, sultry Kissing, touching, tasting Bodies, lips, teeth, claws Snarling, ripping, tearing Sharp, vicious Enemy “ A poem in diamanté form” written ~06/05/2015~

Poem Details | by Jack Kenny |
Categories: love, peace

Non-Violence

Tranquillity
defeats violence
every Love day
What's meant to return
Peace

Poem Details | by Lisa Costigan |
Categories: drink, funny love, humorous, violence,

Your having a giraffe

Just a normal Sunday sitting on my chair
When all of sudden in walked my auntie uncle Claire

What the hell you doing barging in like that??
He said your not going fu**ing believe it? I just ran over your Cat

I said the only pussy in this house is my other half,
We played a few drinking games and i beat him at charades
He soon ad enough of that tho so i  pulled out deck cards then he stared moaning reckon the games i play are hard.

Well i had enough of his lip i couldn't take no more
so rubbed his face on cheese grater and now hes bloody sore.

Poem Details | by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories: lost love, violence,

Meet Me Halfway

As loving you no longer lingers,
Against my hand of broken fingers
Of which I've washed the Past away
(The second skin I've shed today!)
To block, to shield, to guard- protect!
But will it last the length to trek?
I'll run right and you leap left,
Our rendezvous to be discreet
Forward, backward we progress-
And in the middle we will meet

*based partly on a lover's spat and a Radiohead song ;)

Poem Details | by Dana Christou |
Categories: abuse, hate, hurt, love, violence,

There is a fine line between love and hate

I love your smile I love your witty charm
I'll never forget when you broke my arm
I adore your walk and the way you talk 
You always said I'd be the one you stalk

I cherish your humor and you dance well
Since I've met you life's been a living hell
I love your eyes and your great sense of style
The things you tell me are so very vile

"He's no good for you" I heard from a friend
I keep praying for the abuse to end
When we started dating it was so grand
Why did you ever have to raise your hand?

I wish I didn't feel you're my soul mate
There is a fine line between love and hate

Poem Details | by Timothy-Paker Nwaorgu |
Categories: abuse, crazy, fear, heartbroken, lost love, love hurts, violence,

Claire's Love in Hell

Claire's hellish romance
Blissful with glittering scars,
Her quaint lover mugged
Her docility, bridling
Her marriage with sweet sorrows

Poem Details | by Yvette Dignos |
Categories: absence, abuse, love, suicide, violence,

A Dying Virgo

How can someone wake up with ambition
I awake without vision
Telling me how to live life
But I'm struggling how life is lived

In a crowded downtown
Best drowned in animosity
Fucking better than reality
A dying younged envy

Turn left and the moon glows
Turn right and the sun shines
Nothing is fancy for a dying soul
Nothing rhymes for a wailing howl

Jump me in a building and cover my flesh
Bury me in mountains with a thorned crown
Float me in the sea of the living
Because I may not be remembered but I will be everywhere.


Poem Details | by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories: heart, love, suicide, violence,

Insecurity Blanket

I need a fix; euphoric mix
To chase away my thoughts
I fear my Heart is made of Bricks
While my Mind just sits and rots
Have my fits and slit my wrists-
Beat myself with fearsome fists!
Tip the scales, the balance shifts,
Then I wonder, "Does Love exist?"

Poem Details | by Nyonglema Pisoh |
Categories: love, political, prayer, religion, violence, war, world,

The other side of Freedom

They said they loved me.
 Then, the metal beasts came, soaring over me
 Heaping dust and blood on our city streets,
 As their lethal load hit like rain sheets. 

I watched their love puncture the city walls
 And sever the sinews off the boy and his ball
 Leaving the mother crying for her son, then his dad
 Till her tears meant nothing in the wailing myriad. 

I saw the hate build with each blood drop
 Drawn from the soldiers and innocent. Drop
 For drop, survivors intend revenge upon this love shown:
 This false love which spurs only hate till we’re all gone. 

(c) Nyonglema

Poem Details | by Jeremy Michael |
Categories: love, violence,

Inverted Values

If movies are reflections of our world,
Then why does violence play a leading role?
Consenting sex, whose scenes are wrapped and furled,
Is cut in line so gore can score its goal. 
The act that violence plays in life is minor
Compared to sex and love, who reign supreme,
And by degrees are viewed as widely finer
Than wrath and hate’s unnatural extremes.
But we inherited from Puritans
Our backwards views on sexual liberation.
While gung-ho guns parade like charlatans,
I’ll forwards choose to duel and match my nation.
 		When sex and love get demonized, assaulted,
		Then fear and hate are glorified, exalted. 

Poem Details | by Cameron Hartley |
Categories: analogy, fire, love, pain, violence,

The Forging of a Blade

When forging a blade,
A swordsmith would
Place a rod of metal
Into the fire until
It had softened, then
Fold it in on itself,
Over and over,
Each time making
It stronger-
This is how metal
Becomes a sword...
Becomes something
Able to kill.

When I fell in love...
I thought he must be
Breaking my heart, 
Over and over-
Until I realized he
Was forging it,
Like a sword;
He folded my love
In on itself,
Each time making
Me stronger-
This is how I
Became his...
Became someone
Able to love him.

Thus by fire, and by love,
We fashion our tools of violence.

Poem Details | by Masereka Amos |
Categories: age, celebration, conflict, culture, loss, lost love, new year, poetry, time, today, violence, writing, yellow,

Nature Of History

In time, days, months to years

Is the failure of relationships
In January to July to December

And the shallow of rivers
In July, August to September

The destruction by earthquakes
In January, February to December

The reshuffle of accidents
In lakes, roads and in air

The manufacture of acids, guns, and robots
In laboratories, industries and employment areas

The color of rainbows
Blue, green, grey

The personality of people
Conceited, gloomy, temperamental

The training of soldiers, students, and also religions
In academy, schools and institutes

The birth of children
Over years and years all over the world

The truth of lies
In homes, schools up to work places

Poem Details | by Nina Parmenter |
Categories: anger, fun, funny, funny love, humorous, love, violence,

Rest In Peace, My Feisty Lover

Rest in peace, my feisty lover, 

I will miss you and all that -

Just a shame I didn’t miss you,

when I clonked you with this bat.




25 July 2018
For Life or Death Epigram Contest
Sponsored by Kevin Shaw


Poem Details | by Gerald Dillenbeck |
Categories: anger, earth, faith, love, military, peace, violence,

Marching Against Military NonSolutions

Militarism,
and its xenophobic Nationalism brother,
are among a polarized USA's most basic political habits
and economically competitive behaviors.

Violence with and against others
is among the most difficult and sensitive climate pathologies to deal with,
and yet at the heart,
in the heart,
of ecologically polypathic mindbodies,
nondually co-arising
climates of ego- and eco-therapeutic hope
for less violence
and more contentment,
within as without.

Poem Details | by Luke Stashak |
Categories: art, august, beauty, bible, lost love, sad, violence,

Storm in the Lords

For shall the almighty dance with wickedness 

Freasting darkness solidifies clashing swords 

Forsaking us illuminates our lust for fulfillment 

Attributes for grace heightens desolation’s plot 

Fiend mends the holy terror back to life 

Your gracefulness is deafening to us sinners 

Exuberant romance awaken golden hour twilight 

Lightlessness fuel starts to shed our midnight skins, 

Letting us rejoice among the self-righteousness waters 

Perplexing there was no storm in the Lords 

Storms among harts in airlings wings has forsaken ourselves

Poem Details | by Tammy Carter |
Categories: child, hate, love, violence,

I Didn't Mean To

I Didn’t Mean To

I didn’t mean to make you mad;
 the bruises will go away soon.
I didn’t mean to break the window, with the ball.
 My arm will heal in about six weeks.
I didn’t mean to walk in on you and your boyfriend in the bedroom.
 I thought you were alone.
The doctor said, I would heal in a few weeks,
 but he wanted to know who did this to me.
I wouldn’t tell him,
I love you unconditionally.

I didn’t mean to lie,
Why did you let him hurt me so bad?
Why did you let him just throw me away like 
I was a bag of trash over the side of the road?
My body is numb
My soul is no more.
I didn’t mean to,
My love was unconditionally for you.

Poem Details | by Alize Michelet |
Categories: abuse, hurt, jealousy, love, storm, violence, water,

Until the next storm

It’s cold, dark, scary.
Suffocating
Waves crushing on me

It hurts stings
Buries
My chest underwater 

I can’t breathe.
You are over me and under me
And I can’t come back up

But then you let loose.
The water warms up
And the pressure leaves my heart.

It doesn’t hurt anymore,
Now you carry me,
Make me float 

Singing me to sleep,
And it feels perfect,
And I know everything is going to be all right

Until the next storm comes.

Poem Details | by randy johnson |
Categories: god, love, truth, violence, , cute,

Nothing Will Stop Me From Loving Jehovah

Jehovah is our creator and I appreciate the love that he has shown.
I will worship and love the Lord forever even if people break my bones.
People can beat me, stone me and whip me too.
But they can't stop me from loving Jehovah, that's something they will never be able to do.
If people want to persecute and attack me, let them take their best shot.
But if they think that violence will make me stop loving Jehovah, it will not.

Poem Details | by Christopher Coke |
Categories: inspirational, life, loss, love, peace,

Stop the Violence

Stop the Violence
not in silence
Lot the wild is
on the street crying
trying to grab a grip
something to eat
Flying back at tip
of the wing the system
blinding the kids with a backwards
education defining deprivation
of a freedom promise to all
who live on the land as equal
yet currency confuses the category
Manners Glory Honor one another
as Kings and Queens should
Acknowledge the blessings
breathings
Forgiveness is hard yet
satisfying
as the humble make it out the jungle

Poem Details | by Tamal Kundu |
Categories: abuse, anniversary, desire, love, marriage, metaphor, violence,

Violent Love

Late night rendezvous
the carcass of hope
pecked clean by fever dreams
and relief in pain.

Their macabre passion
infused with action
evolves and invades
the pale, sick ecosystem.

Still, the waning moon
tells no tales.
Their urgency of need
overshadows the pull of light.

The night stumbles forward,
beyond their collective consciousness,
in her dead eyes
and on his swollen lips. 


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Date: 21/03/2018

Happy World Poetry Day!

Poem Details | by Arturo Michael |
Categories: anti bullying, children, violence,

Teach Children to Love

At Sunday school 

Don’t break the rules

Sabbath ends on Saturday


Church is out

Devils sprout

In play grounds children stray


Void of God

A new Dollar Lord

They learn the prayers of hate


Emotional bullets

Shatter innocent hearts

Sad days of school shootings