Barbed Wire Poems - Poems about Barbed Wire

Lay me down in a field of barbed wire, I’ll fulfill your noxious fantasy; It is mine too; Let the messenger speak, The broken arrows on your letter I assure you were received; Now lay me down; Pierce me the way you want to; Let the scratches bleed me; Mingling with our scarlet telepathy desire marries us by blood oath; Forever miscible; Let your latent...

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barbed wire fence framing summer field posted on February 28, 2021...

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Dark eyes peer through freedom's grate squinting in a spotlight glare lost between a fear's folly and bloody fingered courage Escape - denied the body freed the passion of the mind a visage in the twilight dark eyes challenging their fate 10/17/2020 IMPRESSIONS Poetry contest sponsor - Nette Enclaud...

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From a neighborly distance, the drama of a life's finality unfolded A man named Mient. Once a well-known construction-scientist When we became neighbors at Christmas he was a double amputee Both legs taken by diabetes, then a man of his own ethnicity Challenged him to a fight (Take it outside this diningroom," the chef said) Both men were aging, wise...

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Little men will always invite maelstroms of venom into your life. They pleasure pithing vulnerable beings never caring that a heart needs freedom to beat. At their core, selfishness of the purist form {however} you're not the cure and never will be. There's no balm for this color of rot, never will be. but you're a fiery young, wide-eyed doe. Until living...

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Everytime I move they dig deeper into my bleeding heart. Ripping, tearing, gashes... New scars become old scars, until you can't tell them apart. And I'm left with shrapnel, cold, alone, and dark. I'd do anything to make the bleeding stop. But you can't put a tourniquet around your heart. The only way to heal is another round of darts. So naive,...

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'Cross the lot there was a golf course Where the fancy people play You always wanted to get in there I wanted to get away Can I get myself a witness Should I get myself a wife When you and I were children Were the best years of my life That barbed wire sure looked dang'rous And that fence was way...

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Take me out to the kill people game Turn me loose on the crowd Give me some kidneys and backs to crack I don't care who it is I attack Let me bash, bash, bash as they scream loud If they don't die it's a shame Cuz it's one, two, three strikes you're dead In the old kill people game....

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In caged fury Many belong in a padded cell Now I have a great story to tell There once was a mission from a prison For two guys named Amos & Andy In carpenter class they stole a file At night they worked on the tile Although many days have passed They still had every...

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When the barbed wire is rusted away And the wooden huts have fallen to the earth When the whistling wind no longer carries their cries And the pitiful survivors as those also who tormented them Have returned to the earth as the dust from whence they came Who will remember the vile injustices done to the Jews And those...

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Behind the barbed wire Behind the barbed wire a cherry tree blooms: bustling petals in the land of death. Behind the barbed wire a gradient runs between the scent of flowers and the omnipresent stench of burning flesh wafting from the crematory furnaces. And I wonder: if there are pillars of clouds by day and pillars of fire by night and loud cries and pleading prayers, then where...

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Wind caresses like approaching death last years wool trembling late on rusting wire above the wall little tortures of twisted fate Standing on the narrowing road I counted memories in my mind touched by blade of rains revenge not needed here, but there defined Blue-grey cloud sailed on more some reaching gently to touch the earth its fingers wrought to kiss the grass and rain from...

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My heart bares many wounds that will not heal mementoes of lost love and heartache time hasn't heeled I have cried so many internal tears that burned inside me as deep as the deepest sea but still no one understands or knows the pain that festers deep inside me. So I place barbed wire around my heart and barbed wire around my lips build a brick...

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Laying in the morning twilight, yawning, my head nods down and I jerk it up again, The barbed wire faintly twitches, someone has touched it, will it be a friend or foe, Shadows float across a near dark landscape then fade away into nothing, an early start, Machine guns begin rip the earth, and rips the last turf,...

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Fractured Skulls With Barbed Wire Fences Today I'm in a trance to learn to dance I'm lost in a visible circumstance Through a velvet wire proned in torment A chosen quest for inner silence to rest Vanquished & torn Through a velvet wire proned in torment leading to sorrowful fear A chosen quest toward that of abstinance Although its twilight sun had tainted...

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