Destruction Poems - Poems about Destruction

Though matter may not be destroyed, the form must be deformed; absolute fluidity demands—with absolute rigidity— that bonds made break free from an unstable frame.— Erratic molecules and particles swarm beyond the confines of lucidity; But we, in stupor (and stupidity), (poor things), give to fluidity a name… I mean to say: Destruction is a must! For,—given that something new’s to be built—, creation draws...

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the underworld rumbles and summons beckoning in groveled whispers with undertones of shady pretenses haunted by gods and demons who brazenly wave their book of souls tormentors do the dirty work in afterlife meanwhile here kings and rulers wealth in pocket pauper in heart build their towers to climb to heaven every last of these towers of babylon will one day come apart at the...

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Shouting, over the sounds of rain, feelings more commanding than the season’s pain erasing the hope from hearts, but who’s to blame for the night’s lure in pieces of yesterdays wondering, unclear which prayer to plead will the season tell her story in dark – it feels insane no more moments – winds tell the still night burning with fires more potent...

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Body rejects itself, Bone-dry and like a furnace, It burns alive, kill It is sand, dead Dig two graves, Refuse to rot, This isn’t revenge. Hate the body, It’s nothing but problematic. One ear open, Stay somewhat conscious. Maggots crawl in the body, tearing under the skin, Refuse to rot, feel it inside-out. Fling a rope, It will not reach, YOUR BODY isn’t strong enough....

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Useless bodies They roll around aimlessly Ram into anything they can destroy Their own pleasure. Their own entertainment It's all about them, Let them live....

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We ask if there be merit in the sand Conformed from heart and hand on summer’s day? However well the moat and turrets planned, The lapping of the sea’s not far away. O, that the tide shall come, we know too well: Then dream and substance shall together fall. A Babylon for which no tongue shall tell; The sea, the settling sea,...

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My brothers, sisters, all of this I’ve seen As every day across the sky I’ve been. Whilst you have watched the flowers gleam and grow, ‘Twas I that held the lamp that made them so. And I have wept for regions, now despoiled, Where I have shown my strength, and you have toiled. Yet we, who know so well the...

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The town, ripped up like a carpet—flung to the side like a broken leg. In its scar the soldiers marched. Chanted for a ruler who ate in his highchair while he penned in their death warrants. Overhead birds of death floated, their naked beaks dying for flesh. It’s cold, so cold a little brown mole...

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I was born with a hammer in hand Breaking down connections From the moment I could breathe My first steps were into the soles of rejection. I find myself wondering “Does it have to end this way?” Even when the night falls The day is still the day. I was built for tearing down Trust and bonds and truth Because...

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The wild wind plays its part. Orchids on my Lord's yard Blown and thrown apart. They were meant to fall? Before coming of age? The suspects were to be summoned at once. "No such intentions I carry, oh Lord...." Wild wind presents, an alibi persuading. "I was hurled by these towering trees." The court, bewildered. Yet, advocated his statement. "It was not just me, a...

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War War is not an option. A way of life ruined by death and destruction for those who don’t make the decisions when and where to fight someone who the leaders don’t like or want to conquer. In the end, no one comes out the winner. ...

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In origin, all form in chaos lay: One wilderness of warped and seething spray. Thus, intermixed lay Earth and Sky and Sea, Until a cooling calm let order be. Cool crystallized, the Earth and Sea didst fall Beneath the Sky, which cast its golden shawl. Whence, from its warmth, the silver seeds didst spring, Each words within the song the heavens sing. So...

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Don't you understand what I'm trying to say Can't you feel the fears I'm feeling today? If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away There'll be no one to save with the world in a grave Take a look around you boy, it's bound to scare you, boy And you tell me Over and over and over again, my friend How...

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Day after day for decades, away the ocean waves wash the Apostles pieces by pieces. Hours by hours some projects drain people's time and energy bits by bits. Now, only 6+ Apostles left Standing there smiley. Who knows what has been going on In that head under that beanie. Does Australian feel sorry For the Apostles gone missing? I don't know. Does any1...

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Don't you understand what I'm trying to say Can't you feel the fears I'm feeling today? If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away There'll be no one to save with the world in a grave Take a look around you boy, it's bound to scare you, boy From “Eve of Destruction” by Barry McGuire Can We Avoid It? The genie...

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