Sirens Poems - Poems about Sirens

The bullets did not fly into the wind, They struck, leaving indelible scars, Blood on the pavement, pain in impure souls, The bodies fall, but the eyes remain wide open. The pains we hide become a torment for the oppressed, A cry that screams the truth of injustice. They call it an accident, but the accident is a clean version, A lie...

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I paid no heed to the call of the siren(s) where amble lances hurled with the might of off fish hull seductress dances setting figurative stage to take a bite from canoodling beastie boy best eaten alive or just after freshly being killed. oblivious to the ramifications courtesy the deafening ear splitting sound, nor mindful of the devastating emotional fallout lurking within outer...

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collapsing into the fall thoughts of another so compelling the rest of the world evaporates into black rushes past...

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I'll tell you about the Traffic Cop Who stands on the road, a rigid prop. A whistle in hand, a stern, fixed stare, A battle with chaos, a daily affair. His uniform was bright, a badge on his chest, A symbol of order, put to the test. He waves his arms, he shouts with might, Trying to tame...

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The heart of men A magnet, a lion's den Attracted to the soft melodies Made by the sway of ladies' hips. It's like the stories Of old sailors Enchanted by the songs of sirens Irresistible tunes luring them to their end. It's a sad reality How that dance doesn't last too long For the songs of sirens Are just a...

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They ambled thru the town with out a care, the momma and her baby, little bear.. People on the street all froze and stared, at the momma and her baby, little bear.. Some gathered on their porches and watched in their chairs, the momma and her baby, little bear.. Many grew scared as the sirens blared, at the momma and her baby,...

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SIRENS Finally my blood began to coagulate. I woke to the sound of sirens, Someone’s in trouble, Hope they’re all right. Force reluctant eyelids apart And see … nothing. Blink, blink, blink - And through a fog Broken glass. Try to move. Legs trapped, numb. Someone’s sitting on my bed? Reach down, Leg hot and sticky. A distant voice, “I’m Dave, a paramedic. Have to stop the blood. Press down on this.” More sirens. “Fire...

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Caught in a vortex Gripped by turbulent fingers Drawing me downward Panick stricken stimulation Rushed through my mind Mesmerized by depth Of the murky waters Where rusty relics rest Capsized. Relentlessly Thinking furiously Thoughts radiate recovery Repose is resistant Seeking refuge Trinkets tearing tides Strung on moonbeams Villain’s vile venom Tauntingly summoning Sublimely stressed Beckoning below Embodied by a captor No subsequent release Sinking to my doom Do I dear to hope? Subconsciously searching Unknowing of...

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She was not beautiful like the sirens sharing their luster on pages, But she was beautiful in how her thoughts gracefully floated through worlds. A spark in her gaze when she spoke passionately of her love, Splendor that, beyond voice, awakens new stars in the heavens. Beautiful in a smile that gathers springs within another soul, Even though from her...

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"In the Silence, Louder than Sirens" lux vitae bodies merge with minds the silent universe inside us makes Love louder than sirens (LadyLabyrinth / 2023) “In the silence, love inside us In the silence, loving guidance In the silence, love inside us In the silence, loving guidance In the silence, peace and quiet And the sirens won't divide us …" (excerpt, "Ahoy There"/Dhani Harrison, lyrics) ...

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Stitched in braille from life's mishaps the horrors and the pain relapse Even on the quietest shores his haunts invaded evermore Long ago, the peaceful dreams buried deep by sirens' screams Transports rushing through the night the ghosts...

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I have never gotten used to the sirens sound— a heart-piercing shriek as shrill as a wild pig’s. A blood-numbing wail, A spine-chilling, hair-raising cacophony that always jarred my nerves; It reminds me of a baby wailing a grim reaper slashing someone’s throat a rapist ripping apart his victim’s dress an angry wife tearing her marriage certificate a frustrated father tearing the will on...

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I hear the calls I hear the calls I hear the calls Breathy in those narrow streets Until they slide under my bedroom door Sirens in the city lurking quiet in Corners unseen by sunlight Where love can be found As thick as mud under floorboards Under my floorboards Under my floorboards...

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The waves crushing her tiny body with striking blows White creamy wash caresses her golden skin as the wave slows Moving sluggishly towards the horizon Because of a recurring vision she hopes she’ll arise in Her feet digging deep into the sand as it sinks between her toes Emersed, with arms folded she prepares and off she goes The cool oceans...

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I carved a path for the spiders In hopes that a friend will come by Or that a friend will stay. For i am no longer accompanied by my old pals As their days move up the branch to see the sky better My days slip back down the trunk Like a slug on a rainy day. My normal necessities...

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