Poems About: MURDER

In this page, poems on / about “murder” are listed.

  • 85.
    Crime and Murder

    Crime and Murder,
    If crime was right,
    0h, how would the world be? read more »

    Maxim Muyu
  • 86.
    Martyr's Guns And Roses

    Young lives are full of promise
    Old lives are full of wisdom
    Guns have the potential to commit murder
    Explosives' tears apart the temple read more »

    Allan James Saywell
  • 87.
    Whom is that

    Whom is that!
    That I see in the corner,
    the dark, cold corner? read more »

    Lynne . Tosh.
  • 88.
    *****Not Like You

    My hands heal
    My hands grow
    I shall rise too
    This murder will cause you read more »

    Sadiqullah Khan
  • 89.
    Guards! Seize Him!

    Guards cease to wander where the hounds stay,
    Yonder is peace for the entering marvels that may.
    Guards cause innocence to object on evil,
    Then seize that man or woman or child who is able! read more »

    Naveed Akram
  • 90.
    insecurity

    why we live with insecurity
    they raped and murdered our minority
    they question the black mans authority
    our people lives start with impurity read more »

    mariyamah meiz
  • 91.
    Morning till dawn,

    Morning till dawn,
    Nothing is changing,
    I hear bombs,
    Murders, read more »

    maxpoet beauty
  • 92.
    Murder Music

    Music some time

    Murder about me... read more »

    otteri selvakumar
  • 93.
    Eternity In Darkness

    The murder was questioned,
    And names were mentioned;
    Yet your murder was a mystery.
    Madness and obliteration, read more »

    Blanche Hardin
  • 94.
    Trickbag

    Walking I fell off into her
    Rose
    was cool
    waiting to be murdered. read more »

    Cigar Aficionado
  • 95.
    Death Blooms

    the safe places seems to run out
    people in the world starts to doubt
    they wonder if they must hide or be free
    escaping from the danger of reality read more »

    blue myne
  • 96.
    Illusion is due to mind.

    A death at home is not like deaths anywhere.
    A murder nearby is not like murders anywhere.
    The death of the youth and the old are not alike..
    The event gets its colour by one’s mind. read more »

    Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
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