Poems About: HOLOCAUST
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337.The wind of war
Clouds moving fast
the armageddon winds approach closer read more »Steven Mattice
338.Doctrine of Humanity
A barrel of cyanide inside our mind
all Utopian dreams died long behind
feeding slowly and a decaying thought
screaming inside as every skull is shot read more »XOR 999
339.Terror in Mumbai
27 November 2008,
The count so far is 101 dead
And 287 injured. read more »Daniel Trevelyn Joseph
I am now and then.
I am your enemy and your friend.
I am your alpha and your omega,
your beginning and your end. read more »Phillip Mobley
341.In the Furrows and the Littered Ruts
We’re in Parkland, which trumps even Wellington:
The people are bigger and smile affluently: They drive around
In crashing space-ships, or they have entire China sets
For knees and joints. I swear, one can get rich off them with read more »Robert Rorabeck
342.The Ghosts of Those Things Now Thoughtless
I want to take you to that quieted reservoir where the
Twilight always plays its legs a across the lazing corrugations
As shadows bleed across given they pensive times, the lures
Of Florida Holly, or the bulldozed dunes; but you are busy playing read more »Robert Rorabeck
343.Like your heart dropped acid
And you know you're half broken; feels like your jutting ribs are cutting into you more every day. I don't have to watch your envy kick your pride in the balls. I don't have to listen as your enigma prevails in an argument with facts. A mind cast to the gallows, a Holocaust for your very own heart. You can roll those sunken eyes all you want, dearie.
Subtle at first. One smoke, two smoke, three smoke, four... And, karmic, no one ever questioned you about it as you had hoped, even though you had an answer for every cigarette. Overdoses and guns were too shocking; slitting wrists too much like a teenage girl. (Sometimes, I wonder if you forgot that's what you were.) Out-and-out suicide was wrong, you said, but it lost its sting if you strung it out over decades. All our old friends, the ones you started hanging out with again, the ones who quit smoking, they'll roll cigarettes for you. They love to roll cigarettes, and roll their earrings, and argue about anarchy. And you love them, and you love the cigarettes, the music, the sweat and patchouli, the panhandling, how their...your...minds always beat in straight time. read more »Claire Stuart
344.All But You
TMillions of people pass by me read more »Sudha Misra
Not long ago my Heart and I underwent a holocaust.
So much misery never before seen.
All unheard of.
Broken inside; lost for life. read more »Rayline Nathan
She pours a motel glass half full with Pepermint Schnapps,
Toasting her fellow-doomed-
Addressing them, oh so silently,
Calling each by name. read more »Michael Shepler
347.A Cursed Blessing
She came to this world
one lovely day
The wind danced and twirled
Even the sun came out to play read more »Oustine Hao
348.The monster's reign/the holocaust
Children playing in the streets,
gunshot is what the parent meet.
Men lined up against a wall,
one by one they start to fall. read more »Ashley somethingorother