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All That is Evil

gazellemon
Bradley J
Fire of Insight
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Poetry Contest

Embrace the dark side
I recently wrote a poem about being the devil. It came out a little to easily for my comfort but was fun to write! I am fucked in the head, I know..

Now it is your turn!

Only restriction: One entry per user please!

BONUS POINTS FOR RECORDINGS (you will not be judged on production quality)

below is the poem I am referencing.  The youtube link is a recording I made of it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rUOOvMUYSo0

The seven levels to hell are my temple  
Don’t trip on the vessel of this devil,  
With this pencil I go straight mental,  
I am judgmental,  
Disrespectful,  
Resentful...  
...I AM EVIL...  
I feed off the fetal,  
I see through the people,  
I experiment with the lethal,  
Burning cathedrals,  
I will make you bleed on the steeple,  
Never seen an equal,  
Beetles collect under my skin,  
I inject needles in my wrist,  
The firing pin is set next to my neck,  
I don't want respect,  
I wreck every object,  
I eject every prophet,  
Surrounding by goblins,  
Covered in vomit,  
With catastrophic sonnets,  
I rape goddesses over a coffin,  
Leave the bodies in the back of my closet,  
I promise I am sin,  
I am him  
I begin,  
With a grin,  
I don't forgive,  
I live in an abyss,  
Never forget that I exist!

Damned and condemned
You can call me a monster,
I am honored,
Human conjured this slaughter
I sacrifice virgin daughters off the top of my alter
May demons forever prosper,
I am forever watchful of every step,
I can barely wait to digest the center of your chest
I dissect every speck no more silhouette,
Everything you bless I infect,
I fucking possess
Till there is nothing left,
I fucking molest,
Nothing left to protect!

LBV
Twisted Dreamer
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Forum Posts: 57

Severed

He took a gun and made his way into his parents room
Now with a Glock two shots and it's over soon
His sisters next she's got the hex of death she's got to go
So first she's raped and she's beaten and she dies slow
You said you loved me said you cared but it wasn't true
I call it hate and straight abuse that you put me through
Well now you're dead the blood is red in writings on the walls
REST IN PEACE...

poet Anonymous


Eroticism de Satanism in the Garden of Eden

Satan ~
You don't know
these precious little jungles
in my head-head
swell.  bob.  cum.  spit.
when I nail you to my bed, three corners,
like your Jesus on the cross
bound. naked. angelic. traitor.
you will cry.  yes, you will cry.  you must cry.
to prove you have a soul, cursed
virgin worthy for Satan's penance
all in the name to bear thee demonic fruit
in the form of blooms in the tree of immortality.

Antichristus ~
'shh', listen closely
to the pitter-patter of red devil feet
rhythming past you on walking bellies scorned;
and just as I splice into you
and dismember your holy foulness
your willingness to submit to blasphemy
will devour me in, gently,
and sever my member
to rot eternally
in a womb encased in a bludgeoned tomb.

Diabolus ~    
your vaginal wonder
pledges allegiance to my cum:
'One nation under Satan'
atheism.
anarchy.
political debates.
minority hate.
god, country, rape.
and justice for evil
or live for justice?
I slip one talon finger
into your lapsed-catholic mouth
and finger fuck your ill-religious tongue just
until the weight of your bible's oral-gasm
bleeds saliva cum wafer black.

Pridie ~
you tear down your cinematic virgin walls
and naked in a room of man and meek
you stand before me
vagina.  breasts.  rectum.  mouth.
in no particular disorder
as you hold still within my approaching storm
readying the spiked jagged flogger
matching the cuff around your neck.
I shall strike you once, then twice
to add brilliance and magnificence
to your pornographic demonessas
radiating desperately from inside you.
 
Adam ~
and later tonight
your lips will part
a red serpent sea
and I will drown within,
fucked
as your blistering red
soiled sap
disbands the beasts
lingering beneath the thrashed
of plaguing foreskins
exorcisming post-demon lust
and to Hell we return,
in the Garden of Eden, cleansed.








gazellemon
Bradley J
Fire of Insight
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Thank you for starting this comp off on the right foot LBV and Devlin. I wasn't expecting any erotic stuff but it is suitably dark, so it still works!

poet Anonymous

I don't belive in trust.

I don't belive in trust,
I don't belive in friends,
I don't belive in girls.

I belive in pain,
I belive in revenge.

I have my reasons.

I'm just a renegade for them,
An outkast, with one mission,

Then you can die, and i'll be there.

The person you don't want to meet,
The person you are glad to leave.
The one who lost hopes, and has nothing to lose.

Nobody botheres me these days, they got it.
Marked by the law, working for the law,
But what those people know about it.

Not scared to die, i put myself in dangerous situations.
The weapon i carry, is just for drama, i don't need it.

The girl who speak russian, i know she is not russian,
She is from another race, a nice race, she is the one,
Who murdered my wife, she thought to get me, but i won’t be nice.

Not with her, as much she screams, bites my hand, i feel nothing.

Crossing the road, a car honks at me, i pay no attention, who cares.
My tool friend helps me to find those who killed my wife,
When i have already done it, but who is behind it.

I say i have no memory of my wife, he asks why,
I say i don't know, he talks no more.
I have lost myself, i have found myself.

Been looking for the devil soul,
It wants to hide it, something dangerous,
But this is what makes me more dangerous.

Not afraid to face the devil,
What he wants from me, will kill it.

The stuffs he wants to offer me,
Junks, i don't need them, he can't buy me.

This is what makes he afraid of me.

And the devil itself leaves me alone,
Fighting with my demons, much more evil than him.

I enter a fancy club, a russian this time,
Not the same race just a russian.

He wants business with me, i want blood,
He is the one who hired the assassin.
When i'm done i leave.

Now it's time to finish this, there is only me,
Left, who was there and who killed my wife.


Whispers
Twisted Dreamer
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Mommy told me never to go in the basement, but I wanted to see what was making that noise. It kind of sounded like a puppy, and I wanted to see the puppy, so I opened the basement door and tiptoed down a bit. I didn’t see a puppy, and then Mommy yanked me out of the basement and yelled at me. Mommy had never yelled at me before, and it made me sad and I cried. Then Mommy told me never to go into the basement again, and she gave me a cookie. That made me feel better, so I didn’t ask her why the boy in the basement was making noises like a puppy, or why he had no hands or feet.

cheesa
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Once you taste me you will never stop
Even with ni money you will attend my stop
You will come with cash and even your soul
If I told you to you would dig for coal
I laugh at the pain you cause to you're family
I am drugs and this is me
I'll rob you of mind I'll rob you of health
I'll take all as you loose you're wealth
So just be informed before mess
I'm the devil in discuise and it's no red dress

LBV
Twisted Dreamer
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Forum Posts: 57

Not sure how to attach a clip to it...

Whispers
Twisted Dreamer
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Forum Posts: 47

Whispers said:Mommy told me never to go in the basement, but I wanted to see what was making that noise. It kind of sounded like a puppy, and I wanted to see the puppy, so I opened the basement door and tiptoed down a bit. I didn’t see a puppy, and then Mommy yanked me out of the basement and yelled at me. Mommy had never yelled at me before, and it made me sad and I cried. Then Mommy told me never to go into the basement again, and she gave me a cookie. That made me feel better, so I didn’t ask her why the boy in the basement was making noises like a puppy, or why he had no hands or feet.

poet Anonymous

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gazellemon
Bradley J
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if you can LBV, upload it to youtube and post the url!

LBV
Twisted Dreamer
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Forum Posts: 57

K Thanks... When is the end of this comp???

MrBuchanan
Twisted Dreamer
United States
Joined 5th Aug 2016
Forum Posts: 25

Sadist

A frail woman walking home,
Quickly finds she's not alone.

A shudder ruptures her old bones,
As she falls to cobblestone.

Two young men without a home,
Quickly find they're not alone.

They spot an elder with a purse,
Then take the places they've rehearsed.

They duct taped her mouth and feet,
Then drug her out of the street.

They took the poor woman's cane,
Snapped it, and stabbed both her legs.

As she tried to scream and plead,
The men just laughed at their mad deed.

Then said what she'd learn to heed
"God won't clot your veins, just bleed."

Choking on her screams and tears,
Thankful that she'd faced her fears,

She clawed at her coat in dismay,
Frantically for her pepper spray.

She realized, in an instant,
She had no idea where it went.

She looked up and kicked her feet,
When her spray and eyes did meet.

Those young men had snatched it from her,
Before they'd begun their plunder.

Then she heard the sound of thunder,
As they both wound up and punched her.

Trying, but she can't nod off still,
They poured the mace down her nostrils.

Drowning now and feeling dire,
Searing screams from liquid fire.

They made her drink mercilessly,
Disregarding the gurgling.

Then shoved their dirty fingers down,
Her throat until vomit abound

Had started piling around,
And she regained her sense of sound.

She couldn't see, but heard their voices,
Contemplating all their choices.

"It comes down to two" one said,
We have fun, or leave her dead.

So They took her eyes and tongue,
And Kicked her teeth, leaving none.

They cut off every finger,
So her story only lingered,

In her head, those two so deft,
Her thoughts were all that they left.

MrBuchanan
Twisted Dreamer
United States
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Hell yeah Hail Satan! \m/

calamitygin
Jennifer Michael McCurry
Tyrant of Words
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Beast

With long black leather
Gloved feminine hands
She takes her man
Rough ready
His wrists bound
Wound tight in red satin
Pulled hard perpendicular
To shaking chest
Body anointed
Glistening with fluid
Born from beautiful arousal
She finishes his form
In full crucifix fashion
Careful wind of red satin
Around and around
Ankle over ankle
Want forcing his cock
Painfully erect
Helpless but for her mercy
She ungloves and traces finger
Over goosefleshed skin
She reads taught body like brail
His flesh begging wildly
Begs madly for her bite
Her teeth tease nipple
With delicate gnaw of jaw
He aches for her pain
She sinks canines inside
Fully, forcefully
Unleashing desperation
He surges and he shakes
She has let loose
The animal inside
Escapes with primal grattitude growl
Matched by ruby lips
That open wide with the call
Of her freedom howl

Written by Calamitygin

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