Poetry competition CLOSED 29th October 2013 4:38am
WINNER
PsychicApocalypse (Darker Half)
PsychicApocalypse (Darker Half)
RUNNER-UP:
redstar
Creepy
Animal Attraction
Most sadistic
Pleasure he seeks
Forced obedience
Complete control freak
They do as he commands
Hate fuels him
From rejection
Twisted
Past experiences
Left him scarred
Now he uses force
Directed toward cute, fuzzy creatures
This animal attraction
Most foul
Bends them to his will
But they can't speak out
Most sadistic
Pleasure he seeks
Forced obedience
Complete control freak
They do as he commands
Hate fuels him
From rejection
Twisted
Past experiences
Left him scarred
Now he uses force
Directed toward cute, fuzzy creatures
This animal attraction
Most foul
Bends them to his will
But they can't speak out
The Sleeping Girl-
Fair maiden, sleeping in the night,
Tucked in your bed, safe and tight.
Your beauty is that of Stars light,
I cower before you for it causes fright.
I never knew you and I still do not,
I'm just a face that you forgot.
You never saw the Love I brought,
I'm here to show you it's a lot.
You didnt know that I came in,
Dont know I'm in your room again.
Cant see me watching you, I've been,
From right outside, from here within.
You look so peaceful lost in Dream,
Right now I wont do anything.
Just watch you toss and turn, I think.
And wonder why you're so serene.
Someday I'll show you how I feel,
When I know that this feeling's real
I promise you, your breath I'll steal.
Someday I'll make you my first kill.
Fair maiden, sleeping in the night,
Tucked in your bed, safe and tight.
Your beauty is that of Stars light,
I cower before you for it causes fright.
I never knew you and I still do not,
I'm just a face that you forgot.
You never saw the Love I brought,
I'm here to show you it's a lot.
You didnt know that I came in,
Dont know I'm in your room again.
Cant see me watching you, I've been,
From right outside, from here within.
You look so peaceful lost in Dream,
Right now I wont do anything.
Just watch you toss and turn, I think.
And wonder why you're so serene.
Someday I'll show you how I feel,
When I know that this feeling's real
I promise you, your breath I'll steal.
Someday I'll make you my first kill.
Remnants-
This is the house, the one the Grave Digger owned.
In back of the cemetery, surrounded by head-stones.
It's all boarded up but the graves are well-kept,
He'd always be out there while all the town slept.
Ceaselessly digging some souls future grave,
No one to the world, to The Grind just a slave.
All the graves He dug right there by his home,
Never had a marker, their contents were unknown.
Just corpses rotting in the Earth without names,
Secretly encased trophies He got along the way.
Each year He'd choose another soul He could encase,
Carefully, He'd stalk each one,in Time, until The Chase.
All of them were women, ripened in their Time,
Trusting in a notion that some men can be kind.
But fools they all were for trusting such a soul,
So painted and fake and empty as a hole.
He killed them all slow and always the same,
Little incisions to infect and cause pain.
He kept them well-fed for weeks till they'd die,
Rolling in shit and screaming and crying.
The infection would spread to the Heart and Brain,
Then, only then, could they be free of the pain.
They all now just lay there, remnants of the past,
Some graves and a house and the shadow it casts.
The Grave Digger's Gone, one day disappeared,
Day before cops found these bodies all buried right here.
Some think He died or ran away, but me, I know the truth.
The Grave Digger is still here, too,
right now He's watching you.
This is the house, the one the Grave Digger owned.
In back of the cemetery, surrounded by head-stones.
It's all boarded up but the graves are well-kept,
He'd always be out there while all the town slept.
Ceaselessly digging some souls future grave,
No one to the world, to The Grind just a slave.
All the graves He dug right there by his home,
Never had a marker, their contents were unknown.
Just corpses rotting in the Earth without names,
Secretly encased trophies He got along the way.
Each year He'd choose another soul He could encase,
Carefully, He'd stalk each one,in Time, until The Chase.
All of them were women, ripened in their Time,
Trusting in a notion that some men can be kind.
But fools they all were for trusting such a soul,
So painted and fake and empty as a hole.
He killed them all slow and always the same,
Little incisions to infect and cause pain.
He kept them well-fed for weeks till they'd die,
Rolling in shit and screaming and crying.
The infection would spread to the Heart and Brain,
Then, only then, could they be free of the pain.
They all now just lay there, remnants of the past,
Some graves and a house and the shadow it casts.
The Grave Digger's Gone, one day disappeared,
Day before cops found these bodies all buried right here.
Some think He died or ran away, but me, I know the truth.
The Grave Digger is still here, too,
right now He's watching you.
Anonymous
Flow Away
i'm draining your life out of me
letting you go, in drops
tracing hearts in the puddle
that will one day be a stain
in the carpet
bleeding the pain away
doing shot's and fading
back to dark grey
serenely sinking
darkly calm
in my homemade tomb
watching the stream of red failure
turn to brown on the floor
this is what it takes to let you go
in drips, getting numb
alone and slow
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"Come back to me"
She hissed, at the lost
of his memory.
As he faded from this
existence.
No potion or charm
will bring him back,
but her witchery is
persistent.
Her tears,
fall into the cauldron,
as green smoke fills
the clouded night air.
Immersed in the forest,
she boils her concoction,
whispering chants,
that only the insects
can hear.
Spirits gather in a circle,
and join her in her
reverie.
As the pulse
of the night seems to beat steadily,
like that of a metronome.
Lost in her enchantment,
on she continues to drone.
"Come Back!" she screams,
"Awake!" she cries to no avail.
She cuts her palm...
and her Satanic blood falls.
She can't take the thought,
not being able to ever call his name,
again.
The oozing liquid,
turns from green to red.
and boils over in violence.
The spirits disperse in fear,
the chant as been broken.
She alone lays on the forest
floor,
weak, hungry, that was her last
drop of blood.
She hasn't fed in days,
and any site of a human
is miles away.
She smiles,
as the clouds close in over her
jade eyes.
If he won't come back to her,
she'll leave for him.
With the last of her strength,
she rose up and drank,
her own poisonous elixir,
and fell back,
as her mind went blank.
She didn't feel a thing,
as her hands turned to ice,
as her body decay so slowly.
As the first dawn light hit
the fog covered ground,
a hand reached for hers.
and her essence separated from the
beautiful corpse,
she was finally with him,
now and,
forever.
