Best Bloodies Poems

January freezes my blood
Crack the ice and split my skin
February bloodies my romance 
Let go and watch the rose pedals spin
March colors my envy
I never...

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suddenly the beauty fades
and the masquerade becomes a crimson deluge
somewhere out of nowhere, incoherence reveals her uglier side
the stone soup of badly timed revelation is...

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With bone dry eyes she studies

The shattered crystal at her feet

Seeing each tiny fragment

As a lost day in her wasted life.

She never meant to be...

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fear breeds greed, and loves good grace is locked away as ignorance bloodies 
little ones, they say 'oh dear god we are the rightful ones and...

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(Post war in Sri Lanka, connecting the North and South of Batticaloa  road, the bridge was constructed to replace the old Kalladi Bridge that...

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Trip to the movies to see ship submerged,
Teasing and torment has been Friday's fare.
First an argument o’er who's to go first,
and not-so-nice nephew pulls brother’s...

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Rolling the punches
Using my hunches
Duck and dive
Trying to survive
Bombardment of blows
Bloodies my nose
Waiting for the bell
10 seconds from hell
Hit the mat
No more combat
There goes the...

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To be read in the voice of Thurston Howell, III
from "Gilligan's Island"

At the club
we drop Poetrysoup
premium memberships
like names
on a social calendar
Binky and Nadine
drink more Bloodies
than...

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What will happen when the moon blocks the sun?
Will humanity come as one
Or will nature take it’s course?
Will we all stand as equals,
Or will one...

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*SECOND AND THIRD POSTED SEPARATELY* This is not quite a poem but is 100% truthful. i frantically wrote all of this on my phone hidden...

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bruises & cigarette burns
a world full of violence
seen with youthful eyes
near the beginning of a life
learning the ropes &
watching how the abuser
gets away with the...

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Myth of the peculiar pelican
Whose bill bloodies its feathery breast
Feeding blood to the chicks in its nest
Ancient acts ever evangelic
Sole sacrifice for the pelican
Whose beak...

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everyday bloodies the banks 
washing away the good soil
fewer flowers and shoots of grass
pushing everything
decades back...
trapped on a shrinking cay  
everything loved or lusted...

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Come post presidential election 2024... 

heil to the Wharton chief firebrand -
more worrisome than an ovarian cyst
every race, religion, nationality, 
gender, creed, et cetera with...

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Steps on mud, a stalking thread,
Red strings wind through dying groves
Where life needs time, to find footing,
Red strings halt hands in greed which hold
The axe...

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