Quotes about venom, page 3
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Out from the woodwork they will come,
Like carpenter ants and termites to cut down...
Anything to upset and destruct,
With a plucking of nerves.
And venom striking tongues.
They are not readily noticed,
Until something unexpected...
They have heard validated,
Someone believed they did a doing done...
To have left their misdeeds trapping one in a web.
With a stinging that stung...
No one would survive to overcome.
Like carpenter ants and termites to cut down...
Anything to upset and destruct,
With a plucking of nerves.
And venom striking tongues.
Out from the woodwork they will come.
With a permanent stinging,
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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She Devil
She came into my life for her own viscous needs
Just to plant her hateful seed.
She thought that she could use me as her tool
And that I was the perfect fool.
She mistook kindness for weakness.
She thought that she could get her foot in
And create havoc and sin.
Little did she know I was under gods care
And with the world, his love I would share.
Known as the she devil of man
And for all mankind she had a plan.
To destroy the love, faith, and hope
That god had given
And with out that - to her we’d be driven.
Like the snake that she is - hiding in the grass
Waiting for someone to pass.
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poem by Louis Rams
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Words
Words,
mere words,
Mind’s birds.
Alpha to omega,
conglomeration of syllables,
Meeting of vowels,
Flirting of consonants.
It’s permutations
and combinations
begets
Couplets, stanzas
poetry’s extravaganza
Or maybe haikus
tankas, senyrus
allegories, lyrics
epigrams, limericks
sonnets, elegy
epics and cacophony.
Words have so much-
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poem by Anjali Sinha
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Upon A Spider Catching A Fly
Thou sorrow, venom Elfe:
Is this thy play,
To spin a web out of thyselfe
To Catch a Fly?
For Why?
I saw a pettish wasp
Fall foule therein:
Whom yet thy Whorle pins did not clasp
Lest he should fling
His sting.
But as affraid, remote
Didst stand hereat,
And with thy little fingers stroke
And gently tap
His back.
Thus gently him didst treate
Lest he should pet,
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poem by Edward Taylor
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BeautyShop
Don't bite into my skin
With troubles you begin
That venom you want in me,
Just wont be...
Oh No!
I've had it up to here!
And I'm gonna make it clear,
What I want...
To make you disappear!
I want tweezers on my eyebrows now.
And lipstick on my lips,
Colored Cherry for kissing.
I want a manicure
To explore in distance from you!
I need no man to bark to me demands.
I can stand or sit
Away from your shit!
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Venom Void
venom of rejected has polluted and poisoned
manufactured lies where no smoke nor fire thrive
but not the heart of truthful soul the sacred seat
venomous mind slithered silently darkly on
devastating and destroying and swallowing
the harvest of the highest triumph to zilch
hollow empty hearts spreads its heart and wings
to capture more dark minds inito dark shadows
man is lost in a wasteland of firey warm flesh
of nothing in a nothing world of dust void
dark parasites of morals and fun pleasure
who shunned the light and conscience voice
for seconds of joy and damnation to life void
alas had the heart not wandered twinned
if the desires were caged and disciplined
if the mind had not lost its reason in sweetness
in the void of all voids sorrow would not sit
a lost sheep disappearing in darkness devastated
beseeching for redemption but non hears
venomous words burn now and etched forever
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poem by Shokat Habib
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I Thought You Were So Sweet
I'm at a loss.
Because my feelings for you,
Have been tossed.
But at who's cost?
I'm at a loss.
I should feel crossed,
And upset...
But I'm more in awe,
You could leave me without cause.
There was no argument,
Before you put me down.
There was no hint or clue,
Before you kicked me to the ground.
Like a clown that you had made into your private joker.
Leaving me to feel I drove but you removed the motor.
Before I thought you were so sweet but now I smell your odor.
You bit me with a venom to poison me like a boa.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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These Are Our Neighbors
Offered are no alternatives.
But complaints are voiced and heard.
Suggestions they have none.
But they come with venom,
On their tongues.
Exposing the teeth of wolves...
Seeking tender meat,
To consume and run!
These are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
These are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
Knockingdownwhatcanbefoundtogetnothin gdone.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ode to the Mother
Two angels sit in your womb,
& in their rosy chamber
They weigh your name
Like rhyming treasures:
“If there were a word, mightier
Than Love, ‘Mother’
Would be mightier, & far more
Loyal. & if a single word
Can command from Kings
A pause or tear, what word
Is greater, & far more dear? ’”
“A word far loftier
Than that humble praise, ”
The other angel plays.
“’Fate’ hangs high above
This cradle in which we stir,
& concurs all kings, both vile
& sincere. Fate concurs all,
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poem by Masiela Lusha
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Peruvian Tales: Zilia, Tale III
PIZARRO takes possession of Cuzco--The fanaticism of VALVERDA , a
Spanish priest--Its dreadful effects--A Peruvian priest put to the tor-
ture--His Daughter's distress--He is rescued by LAS CASAS , a Spa-
nish ecclesiastic--And led to a place of safety, where he dies--His
Daughter's narration of her sufferings--Her death.
Now stern PIZARRO seeks the distant plains,
Where beauteous Cuzco lifts her golden fanes.
The meek Peruvians gaz'd in wild dismay,
Nor barr'd the dark Oppressor's sanguine way;
And soon on Cuzco, where the dawning light
Of glory shone, foretelling day more bright,
Where the young arts had shed unfolding flowers,
A scene of spreading desolation lowers!
While buried deep in everlasting shade,
That lustre sickens, and those blossoms fade.
And yet, devoted land, not gold alone,
Or dire ambition wak'd thy rising groan;
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poem by Helen Maria Williams
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