Slaughter Poems

Slaughter poems bring the best collection of short and long slaughter poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great slaughter rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these slaughter poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on slaughter are here for you.

Cattle To The Slaughter

Cattle To The Slaughter short poem

Full to the burst, then some more; mass tending to infinity, space shrunk to a bore. Milked by human greed, coerced by animal need; bodies cursed, souls crushed, cattle to the daily slaughter. Past imperfect, future tense, Tomorrow = yesterday;

A Slaughter House

A Slaughter House short poem

This poem is dedicated to the twenty one Egyptian martyrs who were kidnapped by the (ISIS) in Libya and slaughtered in cold blood. Their mothers were waiting , their families were crying their souls were sighing they were worried about

Stop The Slaughter

Stop The Slaughter sonnet poems

Why dont you refuse to be selfish and cruel, Over meat you drool Why have you become animals’ graveyard, These mute creatures are worthy to be safeguard Why are you keen on feeding your tyrannical appetite, Are you blind to

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Freddy The Flea

Freddy The Flea long poem

Freddy the flea moved in here with me, and his family were queued up behind. I said ‘it’s a cheek’, but he looked pretty bleak, so I said c’mon in’ ‘cos I’m kind. In they all trotted, and now they

Changed

Changed short poem

Her heart is cold like ice Her scars are blood red Lips are smiling while she fights through the pain for which she is fed. One touch of her hand One kiss upon the cheek In your heart she will

Auburn Dawn

Auburn Dawn short poem

I believe, I had not arrived when you were arbitrating between naked steel and the truth. Violence were you. I was watching the burning pyres in a row. Small hands were collecting the ashes, casting glances on the falcons. Why

Guests

Guests short poem

There it was, A beautiful villa, Complete with lots of guards, From inside a cry would be heard, And the moaning of a person in agony, The mission would be in progress The new slaughter house, Trained untamed boys into

A Life, Lives, Many Lives

A Life, Lives, Many Lives short poem

A life, lives, many lives – millions struggle. Liars to the left and right of them, in front of them and in back of them, beneath and on top. Everyone dismayed; like those before them none can make a reply.

Abdication

Abdication short poem

It was a domestic pain, when we came apart in boots and helmets. Taking the shine away, moon gave up the fight on lake, against the clouds, a sniper intuitingly, started a homicidal blasting to start the rains. An ode

Death Pride

Death Pride short poem

Oh mighty creator, please hear my breathless prayer, Before I enter the battle become a ruthless slayer, Thank you for keeping me good & alive, For being with me, helping me survive, In this cold harsh winter you have been

Revery Of Her Soul

Revery Of Her Soul long poem

The setting sun had kindled the sky with oranges and reds Wobbling her way through the tactless crowd was a demure girl Avoiding the condescending eyes of the monsters upon her she tried to escape from the brutal reality Yet

Bitter Sweetners

Bitter Sweetners short poem

Vexed at a long sit in, after collision we will meet at a canal in the watery grave. You believed in philosophy of giving I would apologize for the slaughter of babies. Pink dolls I wished to know why they

Invisible Heartaches

Invisible Heartaches long poem

It goes without saying; soon the cow barn will be full & men quite drunk, Women busy preparing to feed stomachs and give one of their own away, To who, doesn’t it matter? Old, too old or extremely old, a

The Passion Of Christ

The Passion Of Christ long poem

It’s not My will, but Thy will, Let Me die on the cross for their sins, And My blood pave way to eternity; Yet My Soul is sorrowful unto death. Abba, take away this cup from Me; Yet if it’s

Stupidity

Stupidity short poem

Today, go undivine with me and remain untouched, in dwindling love of faith. A forerunner of nothingness in a theological mess, breaking the mirrors in a slaughter house, finding a god. Collecting ruins of sounds, veils, traversing the fecundity of

Syria: On “The Road To Damascus”

Syria: On The Road To Damascus elegy

My heart bleeds, just as my tear-soaked eyes, and anguish-filled-mouth keep asking: why Syria – the Levant – the rising land Why Damascus – the City of Jasmine of shrubs and vines, now turn to vineyard of locoweed and poison

Lost My Name

Lost My Name short poem

Did you taste the ejecta after a sacred ritual of exploding a makeshift bomb in a crowded market? I am worried. I am becoming death, curling backward. The wood spirits have started a fire dance. The healing, yes, it comes

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Wordless Silence

Wordless Silence short poem

Yes, your name was sliced off from the impasse. I will stand with you to track the continental drift. How little I knew about you and the prosthetic words. Again and again I return to ruins, and the dust and

Like The Dickens

Like The Dickens short poem

Well whist in the world happened to drive us so far apart my friend… I miss you and I pray someday we’ll be as close again as we were way back when… ‘cuz it’s been a long, long time since

The Monday afternoon song!

The Monday afternoon song! short poem

I get these weird reading pangs, as Monday afternoon awkwardly hangs. Kafka’s letter to his dad Morrison makes me ‘oh so sad’ Amitav Ghosh and his brain stirring images “Poetry undergoing new-lingo damages” Four gulps of water and a (micro)soft

Shinigami

Shinigami short poem

My notebook is ultimate power; My pen is my sword as I write the names of Earth’s human scum. Their faces flash through my mind. And soon they will meet their “maker.” God had told Abraham: “Thou shalt not kill.”

Awaken

Awaken short poem

Coexisting with division is not existing at all Multi colored multitudes must stand tall Your little one’s future depends on you Your eyes can no longer refute what is true Justice for all or justice for none Actions are a

Never Again

Never Again long poem

One will not Get it again ; that wonderful childhood those romantic teenage Days as a prospective Bride Groom Dating with yet to be Bride days spent on those fairy Honeymoon Keeping the toddler on lap and enjoying every moment

A Thought

A Thought short poem

Sure Surely I will Are the words Of a positive man No Never I can’t Are the words Of a negative man Where do you stand First, Second Or in between Choice is yours Anyway you will do You will

My Elegy

My Elegy short poem

What are we, but dust in the wind, A single grain of sand, upon a beach. The merest speck of light, In the great sun’s dazzling rays. A mere moment, in eternity, A mere second, in a life time. For

Places To Put Me

Places To Put Me sonnet poems

If you could keep my time in a glass jar And hidden in plain sight for all to see They would see a soul that longs to run far Or a heart that stands strong but wants to flee. If

Questions

Questions short poem

Who closes the curtain? Sometimes a crazy wind. Who is paths washes? Rain is often. Sometimes tears,my darling. Why extended the night? Why want to sleep? Tired hearts. Sometimes dreams brings our desire Questions ends when? Who knows? You don’t

Modernity

Modernity prose poem

I went for a walk at Monson Village today. A place in the woods where people lived in the 1700’s. Rock foundations were all that was left in each spot. Small signs marked the holes in the ground and describes

Tired

Tired short poem

Tired eyes. Tired of the cries. Tired of the lies. Sick of the deceit. Sick of the defeat. Taking no for an answer, but I’ve still been beat. Less beats to my heart, a slow and rapid start. The faster

Unseen

Unseen long poem

The angels among us, The ones that we can see We call them friends, lovers or family. They are there when we don’t know we need them at all. To guide us, love us or simply watch us fall. To

Destiny In Control.

Destiny In Control. short poem

Are cards ours to play or are they set to decide our life’s role? Are cards dealt for us and is fate in control? Is it my decisions and choices that lead the way ? Or is it a path

Our Time

Our Time short poem

As I reminisce un past songs It brings back the memories The times of laughter And youth Hoping to remember more good days The songs replay in my mind As I search for our memories From our time of youth

The Two Sides Of The Coin

The Two Sides Of The Coin short poem

Two sides of the coin There could never be any life without death And if there were no deaths there would be no life This is only the cycle of life and death Some must die for others to take

Awake Into Freedom

Awake Into Freedom long poem

From pass the mountains of old The sun arose in vibrant shine Deep into the ocean and lakes Through trees of thick and dense Into the abode of sleeping souls Waking thoughts into boundless life To tell us of freedom

Coming Of Age

Coming Of Age long poem

she couldn’t stop laughing and the electricity hoarded by her belly in secret crept to her spine and began to seep toward the nape of her neck where it would explode like mercury brilliant and ungraspable to lodge in those

A Warming Kiss

A Warming Kiss short poem

I have just received a call from him, the unemployed educated youth, has come out of his house. He must be standing on a bus stop, in the busy hours of the Saturday evening. The whole world suffers from the

Blue Whale

Blue Whale short poem

Meaninglessly traversing into the havoc of vanity With a fake logic justified, Leaving the players into the deathly chasm. A Blue bottle game denying the soul of life! Two and two they say ten, And it is their game playing

Individually

Individually short poem

That roasting night when honeyed moon hung high weaving a humming sound I spoke to clouds. It happens every night, when smoke rises to discover the pain of a falling star. I start making a god from earth and water.

True Love Is Immortal

True Love Is Immortal prose poem

I still remember when we met first time on the beautiful sea-shore I was so fascinated by your sweet voice and cute gestures as if I had been devoured by your soul and suddenly I was drowning in a torrid

A Waltz With You

A Waltz With You short poem

I want to waltz, waltz with you, taking your slender hands in mine, waltz in a garden or on a beach where every second will stay frozen in time. I want to waltz staring into your eyes, hold your hips

Once Upon A Time……….

Once Upon A Time.......... short poem

Speechless I stood with fumbling words from my quivering lips…. My deadened heart almost wrenched, My cloudy eyes almost to rain…. The writhing pain gushing through my entire soul….. I am being a part from myself My parts melting in

Moving On

Moving On short poem

We laughed and We shared, A friend, you were, I knew I know you well, Wanting you to be happy, all the times you dwell. Then, one day you said, I was more than a friend, It was different with