Poems About: HOLOCAUST
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
325.Going Ahead With It
Professors have their most beautiful language,
And the hidden cameras in the bedrooms of actresses
And they listen as if haunted by the marching step read more »Robert Rorabeck
326.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
327.War and Peace
'There is in this world that eternal battle'
the General said
'between Good and Evil. read more »Lonnie Hicks
328.Lost, lonely girl blues
You are a lost, lonely little girl
Have another dose of medicine to ease the pain
Your Daddy has gone off to war; you will never again see his face
Love and Acceptance - the bitter pill that you cannot swallow. read more »Jesse Wood
I am in the right place for another glass,
And perhaps I will never write another poem tonight,
As today I have to explain to Antonio that there is no more
Work right now, for the horses are hungry read more »Robert Rorabeck
330.A Public Apology
Public apologies are the new confessional.
So here goes. read more »Michael Shepherd
331.I've Seen The Devil (And He Looks Like You)
I've watched people in this world,
do evil things to each other,
I've seen them do evil things to the ones,
that they love and cherish, read more »Robert Rumery
332.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
! Spoken Word!
breathe like its your first breath or even you last read more »Daryl Hennix
334.Sultry Summer's Evening
A frail…old Negro lady
…Born…in Lincoln's day
Who knew the taste of freedom
Only… when… she passed …away read more »James B. Earley
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
Bugles blare from morning's fog.
They pay The Garrey Owen.
In the snows of the cold moons they play.
Play for the son of the Morning Star. read more »Robert Sessions Smilie, Jr