Slashed Poems - Poems about Slashed

...8 months down the drain Blood congeals then clots but has no time to scar I bleed myself empty, my vessel full of progress, full of hours and days and weeks and months lies slashed and broken on t......Read the rest...

...i made my mother cry then i smoked a cigarette under the full moon and i slashed my wrists goodbye cruel world......Read the rest...

...When I was a child Princes and knights rescued girls And women who were also called girls Back in the day Boys were boys Men were men Girls were girls Women were girls too Girls waited fo......Read the rest...

... {"You’re alive, The dagger hadn’t slashed you deep enough, to coalesce with your veins and say Goodbye to the world that wasn’t created to be for your amusement and pursuit. My parents would repea......Read the rest...

...Sappho Translations VI by Michael R. Burch Sappho, fragment 52 translation by Michael R. Burch Yesterday, you came to my house to sing for me. Today, I come to you to return the favor......Read the rest...

...Starting with the book move, Hii, it's pawn to e-four. Don't act like strangers, You've seen this move before. Now my knights came into play, It's surely an awkward move. You won't understand......Read the rest...

...On a misty, foggy October morning a low, cold wind spreads the smell of burning bark slashed from our forest trees. As the haze builds the town contorts into Sleepy Hollow, now the Headless Ho......Read the rest...

...my peaks hard as tiny bells, ringing out a seductive melody, i swirl, a dervish of debauchery, legs spread wide — calling, a gilded gates of paradise, beckoning ye to surrender to the abyss of ......Read the rest...

... Page after page up in flames of his first and last novel For he just couldn’t get it right though he tried with all his might Canvasses of nocturnal life he sl......Read the rest...

...draculas shadow meandering and lurking frightening a crow gruesome, glorious rising from the river styx clandestine purpose young maiden felt it watching and waiting for her a chill in he......Read the rest...

...-For Achilles and Patroclus, reunited in death Alone, walks a soul upon the earth. He stands before a memorial, knowing that is where his body lies, But he himself has no grave; no reme......Read the rest...

...News flash Huge bash Big fight Last night Clyde's Bar Bizarre War zone Chairs thrown Snouts poked Gals choked Eyes blacked Ribs cracked Hair snatched Backs scratched Throa......Read the rest...

... They were hurricane children Surviving their lives With mear souls and haunted By the memories Of their last hope blown away … The rain slashed all around them But sheltered in the eye Th......Read the rest...

...the artist’s strokes were magnificently slashed onto a canvas inspired by his girlfriend, a free spirited woman whose love of nature and color brought his art to fruition she had added such joy t......Read the rest...

... In the pantomime of pretend prose, the moon dances on lonely nights. Before the lights go out at twilight, unforgiven ice cold hearts, remain abandoned, hoping this is the end. Her eyes like......Read the rest...