Poison Poems

Poison poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of poison poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on poison are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Poison

Poison short poem

Give me a cup laced with poison, little cobra’s kiss graveyard……………. she is sleeping under the tree……. remembering the days of togetherness, kisses deep with a candle, unending……………… desire me, trap me…….surround me let me face my destiny…. cannot escape as

Poison

Poison short poem

I let you into my bloodstream And you are a poison The poison of youth And the poison of desire You poisoned my sleep And the salt of my earth You poisoned my heartbeat The rhythm of my breath You

Poison Is A Woman’s Weapon

Poison Is A Womans Weapon short poem

Poison is a woman’s choice, When it comes to dealing death. Those able hands that ladle love, Can dribble death in dollop; Amative breasts can often sting, Bedaubed in aspine wreath. Poison is a woman’s choice, When it comes to

Envy’s Ugly Poison

Envys Ugly Poison short poem

The mood was vile and monstrous, Gloom hung in the air, Walking on fragile cracks of emotion, Dare I speak in converse. Ridiculous to feel fearfulness, Of someone who holds envy within, Can we guide this competitor, To overcome the

Give Me Some Poison To Live

Give Me Some Poison To Live short poem

Give me, some poison to live, I had been dead for many years. I burn my hands on a flame, blank space has started talking. I am ill at ease – My lips are not moving. The pellets, the bullets,

Poison Me

Poison Me short poem

Creep up my dreams like a ghost, Feed on my blood as I’m your host. Try me on like your clothes, Steal my feelings till I feel no remorse. Entangle me with your lies, Crush me like the fire flies.

Poison Arrows

Poison Arrows short poem

Poison arrows shot at me From where did it come I didn’t see It pierced me in the back Filled with great pain It felt like a needle though, not quite the same As the words hit like darts It

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Attention

Attention long poem

I was feeling depressed as none paid attention to me I thought best way to get attention is to die & I tried I took out a long rope to hang The rope cut and I fell down I took

Beware

Beware short poem

BEWARE ! The stagnant tranquil lake like Yeats’s ‘murderous innocence’ veils hideousness never welcomes any to its abode. The white liquid milk bears dear chemical venom, poisons the hungry kids with its unforbidden dread. The crystal clear rosy liquid in

Poinsettia

Poinsettia short poem

What was that inside you which was not ready to accept the compound folly of a man? What worry do I carry tonight to my bed? An intentional leap into the very fire of mind? A virgin garden battles with

Hard Nut To Crack

Hard Nut To Crack short poem

When just a little boy inured to bodily harm I stuck a bean inside my button nose which caused parental fright and alarm yielded putrid odor like weeks old black pearl jam stuck between toes Foul fumes a nauseating offal

Poems containing references to : Poison

Spring’s child

Spring’s child short poem

A child who was more of the trees, Than of any man I knew, Whose laughter tinkled in the breeze, And mingled in the dew. Oft In the speckled summer shade, Pleasant dark and divine, In the beauteous forest glade,

Mystified Me

Mystified Me short poem

In this maddening town, I start my day, Early morning, with rough, uneven ride, The place where blindfolded people play, I try to play it right; however I fail each time, I think to myself Oh! You worthless being, You

Woman Dexterity

Woman Dexterity short poem

She was a child in her mother’s womb, Who was born in the deadly night of new moon. People tried to poison her, Because she was a girl- But the real power of women dexterity saved her. When she grew

Fire And Jealousy

Fire And Jealousy short poem

A stick of match is needed to lit the fire An iota of ego is required to build up the jealousy Fire spreads the light jealousy spreads the hatred Fire generates warmth jealousy generates breach of peace Fire needed to

Barters A Call

Barters A Call short poem

A pair of reverberating black eyes Moves in the street of dead moths, Under yellow light of forlorn streets Moves uncertainly in a sleepy town, The luminous mist adorns her face, The wounded eyes of poverty Barters a call for

Tale Of A Christmas Eve

Tale Of A Christmas Eve long poem

She sat by the fireplace waiting, For her husband’s returning. It was Christmas Eve, He would get an early leave. She had laid the table, Switched on the light cable. The fire was warm, There was a quiet charm. The

Glitters of glass

Glitters of glass short poem

My life is like broken glass in my hands What was once a beautiful ornament, now is shattered pieces of glass The terror that came in the night Has become the terror of the day It’s like I’m in a

Ghosts Of The Foothills

Ghosts Of The Foothills short poem

Four deep behind bevelled glass Glazed by dreams Of Spanish Isles of turquoise And dark eyed maidens The smell of damp rock And kerosene Breath like iron Into black rock Promises to sad wives far away Children peering through frosty

Gone And Departed

Gone And Departed long poem

Hearts shed people throughout life- like broken angels crossing time- in the form of lovers and loved ones. Some wake you up after they’re gone- others startle you as they depart. Lovers depart like a fife- cutting silence with great

Journey, The Muse Of Hollow Time

Journey, The Muse Of Hollow Time long poem

Once I went upon a time On tender foot down a far fled lane A tangled haunt of yesterdays astray Long was my hunt for a fondness or A certain door A value or an anchor For a ship to

The Beauty Of My Heart

The Beauty Of My Heart long poem

An icy hand controlled my heart And kept it weak and lame Preventing it from beating strong With cords of guilt and shame Each day its poison filtered round Encouraging decay To suppurate potential sores That leaked a grim dismay

My Last Breath!

My Last Breath! elegy

I felt the warm strengths of gentle motherly grips How swiftly and quietly my last breath here,slips Exact on time, undelayed Out of reach, Lords’ trade My eyes, terribly widened Chilled layer penetrated my yellow body With few words dying

From Dusk To Dusk

From Dusk To Dusk short poem

The dazzling star went through me. I was undemanding from dusk to dusk hurting myself, not anybody. Time to meet my twin, to set the black on orange. My guilt, my fear, my foreboding. Let go off, my sap in

What Shall I Do!!

What Shall I Do!! short poem

What shall I do with your money .. Is it enough to buy my soul honey?? How does it matter with how many babes you sleep ? Everything is in vain if one girl you can’t forever keep!! What do

Explosion

Explosion short poem

Spitting the blood, he said, every winter for few days – he would feel outcast and there was pain in the idea of pain, but he wanted to live without a painkiller. Sometimes he will singe his hands on a

Odyssey

Odyssey long poem

after turning on the front porch light they laid poison around the flowerstems at dusk got their bellies comfortable with the moist dark dirt the snails came as ships creating their own waves sailing out of their own shadows slow

Depression

Depression short poem

Hope burns bright…lighting the way through the darkness…it vanishes…dreams of tomorrow, torn away…walls crumble…and he who dwells amongst the shadows…strikes without warning…his poison fills me…corrupting my body, my mind, my soul…forced to suffer…a captive made…chained, forever cursed…my nightmare, a twisted

Anger

Anger short poem

Words, like thorns With poisoned tips: Drawing blood, Inflicting pain; The hurt becoming A blinding rage, Lashing out, so no one Dares again. *** And numberless years Of lashing out, Of building fences With barbed wires; To preserve, protect, Or

O You Man – The Monster

O You Man   The Monster short poem

O you men, The monsters, You were sent for protection, For God’s beautiful creation, You were sent to safeguard, The chastity and honour, You were sent to love, The beauty and perfection, Of Eves’ daughter, But, The adrenaline which provided

Fairy Doors

Fairy Doors short poem

Sometimes, it looks beautiful and loving, Our thoughtless acts and thirst of beauty, Make much harm to the sweet beloved, We ultimately stop the outburst of beauty. Making fairy doors in the stems of trees, Looks beautiful and charms exploiting,

The Unbearable Loss

The Unbearable Loss short poem

She was lifeless without him, She felt incomplete without him, She became a poor girl without him, She was always bemoaning without him. She waited eagerly for his reply, But he was a senseless guy. Day and night seemed like

Memories In The Shadows

Memories In The Shadows short poem

Sometimes I feel all alone, In my world of hurt and pain, And no matter what you say or do, The memories come back again. I sit alone in darkness, Watching shadows creep on the walls, Feeling hurt and terrified,

Eve Speaks

Eve Speaks short poem

Although just one snake is well known in that so-called paradise, actually there were tons of them. When we ran away, I was never so happy. My feet no longer touching swarms of mushy poison. Fruit smelled to high heaven

Mourning

Mourning short poem

Igniting my virtue, my soul you thrive, With ambience of mourning, we love and cry, Pulp of the essence, drafting the power, I miss your presence, each second, each hour, Enchanting my poignance, with love in eye, Compassion as your

Selection

Selection short poem

A white cat crosses your path jinxed by a human again bad enough to be so strange but to be cursed several times a day is worse than incubating a squirming litter with no nest in sight to deliver them

Freedom To Be….

Freedom To Be.... short poem

Freedom to be Loving and kind. Compassionate and empathise. To be strong yet gentle. To listen and understand To be fair and stand. Freedom from biases Age old medieval and rotten prejudices. Freedom to be different to be alive and

Passion

Passion short poem

We kissed and set the wheels in motion. Driven wild, I crashed upon your curves. No control, let loose lust’s potion. Set adrift on sensory swerves. See me drowning in your eyes. Taste the poison from your lips. Ignite me

Cigarette – Messenger Of Death

Cigarette   Messenger Of Death long poem

Introduction: It comes in a small cylinder of white rolled cover, a-four-inch-processed-tobacco- leaves, which becomes very active from slow and low combustion sustained by heat. Call it cigarette- maybe cigar-spit tobacco, perhaps, hookahs, menthol, bidis, clove or kreteks, probably, shisha

Penknife

Penknife short poem

four poems on the nightstand written on cigarette paper they could be linked together into a manifesto with patience with skill and a fingernail of spit all the things you thought about me you were never shy about dishing out

Buried Silence

Buried Silence short poem

Blaze on the horizon was spreading. No peak was left green, time was running out. Courier had left without a message carrying cyanide capsules, to kill or get killed. My grey sky stuck with silent clouds will wait for the

Gone And Departed

Gone And Departed ballad

Hearts shed people throughout life- like broken angels crossing time- in the form of lovers and loved ones. Some wake you up after they’re gone- others startle you as they depart. Lovers depart like a fife- cutting silence with great

Dance With Me

Dance With Me prose poem

Dance with me when there is light Dance with me when there is music And dance with me when I am in love Your hands melt like silk on red hot sand But I a mere wanderer in love with

Truth

Truth prose poem

Just like mantises, hurrying to finish his last embrace, so to be taken by the husks of his beloved; Like a butterfly, flying to the sun, but hunted by a pale lamb hanging on the dust of the road; Like

Seeing Stars

Seeing Stars long poem

Thought I’d call you for a chat mum ‘Cos it was your birthday today Knew you’d been at it ‘cos… ‘Cos you weren’t sounding glum In fact you talked for an age Rambling on nonsensically And no, we weren’t on