Best Hellhole Poems

For Silent One's - Mamma Poetry Contest

Where is the love, Mamma?

Through broken Louvre blinds, you're ever watching
Rosary beads clicking prayers on repeat mode, uttering
Your plethora...

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On this dreary winter morning I sit on a bench in Central Park.  Lost in my own 
thoughts of the conversation I had with...

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Synopsis:
A powerful video, lyrics and music that sheds light on the devastating impact of poverty, illustrating how it fuels crime, gang violence, and psychological trauma...

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Me father was a collier, worked Harton off the coast 
Though he rattled from the coal dust he was whiter than a ghost 
But the...

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(No Hope)


The alone...
oppresses me.
She settles inside of
the life she has stole,
leaving the shell of me,
as cold as stone.
Oblivion so close
I can feel it's low groan.
For...

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Mom

So many words to say, so many things unspoken
where were you when all I needed was your love
and devotion?
To protect me from all the evil...

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Inmate #0459587
As an inmate I feel I'm gonna suffocate and I wanna disappear.
I'm surrounded by hate and there's much evil in the atmosphere!
Behind these steel...

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Married for eleven years
It began simply, with daily tears

It wasn’t always bad
Yet on most days I felt terribly sad

The good times were great
No indication of...

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You are just old man spinning wheels trying to live for a million years.
You are just an apple tree chopped down trying to re-root from...

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Sending Love to My Papa

Underneath his multiple dark layers,
He was desperately seeking the light.
Wolves dressed in sheep’s clothing his betrayers, 
Kinsman who disregarded his cruel...

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The red sun cuts the gray sky like a dull knife
Morning, after fighting a long fireless night
We need to get to the Hole in the...

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Poems about Poems (II)

Kin
by Michael R. Burch

for Richard Moore

1.
Shrill gulls,
how like my thoughts
you, struggling, rise
to distant bliss?
the weightless blue of skies
that are not blue
in any...

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Lord Jesus, I am on bended knee
I have come to You with my plea
My heart is filled with much sadness
Lord, I'm confused with great distress

Father...

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Now, I won’t say I love you no more
-not like I could with a straight face before
I’ve already reached your rotten core
To those spaces no...

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The marijuana drug trade is being legalized.
Over the last 10 years, this herb has been helping glaucoma victims’ eyes.
      Therapeutically...

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