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Poetry competition CLOSED 30th April 2017 1:54pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
RUNNER-UP:
Jade-Pandora
Dark
corpse
A final bated breathe delivered a determined death
To a mountain of muscle, a meal of man meat
Abandoned destitute and left in solitude to decay
the vehicle, the vessel that once had so much to say
Surrounded by a murder of a few who flew in to feast
An autopsy of this casual carcass of an empty beast
The house the home a human set silently free
The being, occupied by someone, who was once me
Salutations & a farewell flight send off this soul
Leaving an empty head to serve as a dinner bowl
Vultures acknowledge the victim evident in attendance
A famine of flesh gifts gluttony a secured sentence
Ration regret make a meal of the memory of this life
Fashion fingers into forks crack bones & use as a knife
Eat & evacuate any rigor mortis from this dead domain
Skin & sinew satiate, baste in blood begin on the brain
Fertilised to farm & feed the future all that once was mine
Taxidermied to be transported to apon another other time
Harvest the hair, tap a tune with the teeth, a talisman create
Death determined & fate forecast relocated to reincarnate
To a mountain of muscle, a meal of man meat
Abandoned destitute and left in solitude to decay
the vehicle, the vessel that once had so much to say
Surrounded by a murder of a few who flew in to feast
An autopsy of this casual carcass of an empty beast
The house the home a human set silently free
The being, occupied by someone, who was once me
Salutations & a farewell flight send off this soul
Leaving an empty head to serve as a dinner bowl
Vultures acknowledge the victim evident in attendance
A famine of flesh gifts gluttony a secured sentence
Ration regret make a meal of the memory of this life
Fashion fingers into forks crack bones & use as a knife
Eat & evacuate any rigor mortis from this dead domain
Skin & sinew satiate, baste in blood begin on the brain
Fertilised to farm & feed the future all that once was mine
Taxidermied to be transported to apon another other time
Harvest the hair, tap a tune with the teeth, a talisman create
Death determined & fate forecast relocated to reincarnate
Written by feenixfiles
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Rot
I want you to feel the pain I felt,
As your rotting corpse is dragged to the pits of hell,
I wanna watch you rot,
I wanna hear your bones break,
I want you to beg.
I'd always loved you from afar,
But now,
I won't love you at all,
For you have broken my heart,
I want you to feel what I felt,
I want you experience your own pure hell,
I wanna hear screaming,
You've hurt me so much,
I want you to rot,
Until there's no turning back,
And until the boy I once knew is no more,
And his lungs are a charcoal black,
I want you to rot,
I want you to feel the pain I've yet to forget,
I want you to have your own pure hell,
I want you to feel what I felt..
I want to watch you rot,
And I want you to remembers the things I never forgot,
I wanna give you hell,
And I want to watch your corpse being dragged back to hell.
I want you to feel the pain I felt,
As your rotting corpse is dragged to the pits of hell,
I wanna watch you rot,
I wanna hear your bones break,
I want you to beg.
I'd always loved you from afar,
But now,
I won't love you at all,
For you have broken my heart,
I want you to feel what I felt,
I want you experience your own pure hell,
I wanna hear screaming,
You've hurt me so much,
I want you to rot,
Until there's no turning back,
And until the boy I once knew is no more,
And his lungs are a charcoal black,
I want you to rot,
I want you to feel the pain I've yet to forget,
I want you to have your own pure hell,
I want you to feel what I felt..
I want to watch you rot,
And I want you to remembers the things I never forgot,
I wanna give you hell,
And I want to watch your corpse being dragged back to hell.
CRIMSON LIPS OF DEATH - FOR DEVLIN
Her scarlet lips sucking, eagerly, on severed veins
Outlining the facts between predator and prey
An icon of Christ, the crucifix and rusted nails
I fall into her arms for a beautiful Hell
Kiss me with crimson lips
Kiss me with crimson lips of death
And drink from my wasted flesh
I feel the reaper’s caress
Lost within the cold eclipse
Smothered in your deathly kiss
And pull me down
Into an winter burial
Goblets lined beneath candles filling with dark red wine
Draining virgins strung high dying less than divine
I sup from betwixt her breast like a new dead babe
Cradle me with cruelty, I am her willing slave
Kiss me with crimson lips
Kiss me with crimson lips of death
And drink from my wasted flesh
I feel the reaper’s caress
Lost within the cold eclipse
Smothered in your deathly kiss
And pull me down
Into an winter burial
Dance for me beneath the full moon light
Like a wraith within the darkest night
I remember the epitaph
Scribed on her tomb
I remember the epitaph
Scribed
On
Her
TOMB
THESE WORDS ECHO SO GRIMLY
DEMONS INSIDE THE GRAVE
ARE CLAWING AT THE DIRT
BREAKING THROUGH THE SOIL AGAIN
Kiss me with crimson lips
Kiss me with crimson lips of death
And drink from my wasted flesh
I feel the reaper’s caress
Lost within the cold eclipse
Smothered in your deathly kiss
And pull me down
Into an winter burial
Dance for me beneath the full moon light
Like a wraith within the darkest night
(c) 2017 Frank Green
For My Dearest Devil-Lyn. I know how you love a good vampire tale
Written by HadesRising
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SACRIFICING CONSTANCE MOON
The sins of last night shine vile just like a crime scene reveled
Chains her down like a beast to be killed
Euthanize with black needles dipped in poisonous excremented shit
She guilty of possession thirteen steps from confessions
She’s stripped and
Tied to the stake pounded into her heart and raped
Godless sodomites
Hammer the nails of faith in deeper
They fester away
But still won’t break her
Jesus will not shed a tear even when the Rapture’s near
Because innocence is still false when you're dancing the devil’s waltz
Grin at the beauty of the black sun
Casting forth a cold shadow guiding light for those below
Tied to the stake pounded into her heart and raped
Godless sodomites
Hammer the nails of faith in deeper
They fester away
But still won’t break her
Demons be driven
Like a harlot from Hell
From the tender age of the black death and the rise of fraudulent gods
Forcing the words beget by man down the throats of the starving ones
Constantiae in morte feeds upon the sheep reserved to court
The Countess bereft of her tomb, hungry, petpetua ad mortem
Behind her veil she’s burning just like she’s the ember queen
I’m choking on her smoke, dying now
The catalyst of coming storms echo while the horizons mourn
The passing of sweet Constance welcome the Gothic romance
And with my departed Faust I so beheld such a crux
Therefore I must fall from Heaven amid the screams just to deafen
My own ears to those wretched laments
That I would rise from the tomb to embrace her ‘neath the moon
Once again
Tied to the stake pounded into her heart and raped
Godless sodomites
Hammer the nails of faith in deeper
They fester away
But still won’t break her
Demons be driven
Like a harlot from Hell
Tied to the stake pounded into her heart and raped
Godless sodomites
Hammer the nails of faith in deeper
They fester away
But still won’t break her
Demons be driven
Sacrificing Constance Moon
And thus I crawled before her Gothic shrine and saw
Godless cenobites
Raise the lip of the coffin creeper
The shroud falls away
Faith never broke her
Demons be driven
Arise Mistress Constance Moon
(c) 2017 Frank Green
Written by HadesRising
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Anonymous
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Here
In earshot people speak like I'm not here.
I scan the room there's blood flowing like tears
From every guest that mills and mumbles low,
But do they care, or don't they even know?
I tool around this unfamiliar place.
Where have the players gone without a trace,
While eerie music drones on the wrong speed;
It's then I know I've done a horrid deed.
It's gotten very quiet I confess
By any other standard more or less.
I know what is and need to make it clear,
The only sane one uninvited here.
I tip & toe and slide around the chairs,
And squint my eyes to make me more aware.
What kind of party was this meant to be?
The scattered bodies leave no clues for me.
I'll try to make some sense about all this,
But first I need to plant a little kiss
Upon the bloodied lips of someone dear;
The only sane one uninvited here.
Where this has since gone:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/374787-here-visceral-revisited/
I scan the room there's blood flowing like tears
From every guest that mills and mumbles low,
But do they care, or don't they even know?
I tool around this unfamiliar place.
Where have the players gone without a trace,
While eerie music drones on the wrong speed;
It's then I know I've done a horrid deed.
It's gotten very quiet I confess
By any other standard more or less.
I know what is and need to make it clear,
The only sane one uninvited here.
I tip & toe and slide around the chairs,
And squint my eyes to make me more aware.
What kind of party was this meant to be?
The scattered bodies leave no clues for me.
I'll try to make some sense about all this,
But first I need to plant a little kiss
Upon the bloodied lips of someone dear;
The only sane one uninvited here.
Where this has since gone:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/374787-here-visceral-revisited/
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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A Perfect Gentleman
It wasn't anything I thought would be
The first time that we met
When Spring caressed the blooms & budding tree,
When I felt so alive, and yet
The way it was as he came down the street,
I held my beating breath,
The jacaranda petals 'neath my feet
Foretold a distant time, of death.
'Twas when he stepped before me, it was plain.
He took me by surprise,
But not just with a waist coat, gloves & cane;
Was that a smile behind those eyes?
A subtle manner equal to its bliss
That took my hand in flight.
His lips, to bow, to meet it with a kiss
And sudden brought the callous night.
Who's whispers of his voice became a roar
Within my startled head,
That dominated ev'rywhere it tore;
'Twas like the devil, from the dead.
And deepest depths he took me 'low my will,
To breach my ev'ry ban
That woke me where I endless slept, and still
He was a perfect gentleman.
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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SURVIVAL OF THE FATTEST
Awaken, covered in the offal
Of the kill from last night
Lick the caked blood from my fingers
Decapitated trophy
Staring back at me
Still remember the sound of your screams
A pleasant melody in my dreams
Watch you dangle from the rope
Asphyxiation without hope
It is futile to resist
Survival of the fittest
When I let you escape from my grasp
To let you see the light
Jump from the darkness, take you again
Smell piss running to your feet
Conquest just for me
Still remember the sound of your screams
A pleasant melody in my dreams
Watch you dangle from the rope
Asphyxiation without hope
Such a decadent repast
Survival of the fattest
I EAT YOU NOW
SLASH YOU ACROSS THE BELLY
I EAT YOU NOW
INTESTINES JUST LIKE JELLY
I EAT YOU NOW
AND THE BLOOD EVER POURETH
I EAT YOU NOW
AS YOU DIE IN TORMENT
hush little one
i’m here to stay
say your prayers
hold you closer
your cries are sweet
music to me
can you see the light
i’m here, i’m here
to wish you, to kiss you
GOODNIGHT
Still remember the sound of your screams
A pleasant melody in my dreams
Watch you dangle from the rope
Asphyxiation without hope
It is futile to resist
Survival of the fittest
Still remember the sound of your screams
A pleasant melody in my dreams
Watch you dangle from the rope
Asphyxiation without hope
Such a decadent repast
Survival of the fattest
(c) 2017 Frank Green
white lace
I was raised on a farm, by god-fearing, christian people.
church services every Sunday, in my white cotton dress,
simple & sturdy, black patent shoes, small plastic handbag
with two or three pennies in it for the offering, & the requisite
lace doily on my head. and all the future Sundays of my
farm-wife life would be exactly like this.
…the sweet & bitter memory of that white lace doily, that protected
the minister’s hand when he blessed me, so that he wouldn’t soil it
on my filthy hair. ‘Filthy as your wicked soul, whore-child!’ which he
explained to me in his secret place, just before he inserted his staff
of righteous indignation into my pink & tender temptation, & the
immediate explosion of ripping flesh & blood, the out of my
fucking mind horror scream & the prayer to satan-my-savior
to take me, because eternity in hell couldn’t be this bad…
and it isn’t.
I was raised on a farm, by god-fearing, christian people.
church services every Sunday, in my white cotton dress,
simple & sturdy, black patent shoes, small plastic handbag
with two or three pennies in it for the offering, & the requisite
lace doily on my head. and all the future Sundays of my
farm-wife life would be exactly like this.
…the sweet & bitter memory of that white lace doily, that protected
the minister’s hand when he blessed me, so that he wouldn’t soil it
on my filthy hair. ‘Filthy as your wicked soul, whore-child!’ which he
explained to me in his secret place, just before he inserted his staff
of righteous indignation into my pink & tender temptation, & the
immediate explosion of ripping flesh & blood, the out of my
fucking mind horror scream & the prayer to satan-my-savior
to take me, because eternity in hell couldn’t be this bad…
and it isn’t.
Anonymous
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The Excommunicated
The catatonic cadavers woke and insidiously moved
In hedonic rituals that enticed those festering eyes
And amid the pandemonium the dilapidated guests
Convulsed out of their sarcophaguses to agonize
Bile drew up their esophagus short of regurgitation
In a chronic mastication to the electronic hexing tunes
And they frolicked and gyrated their sensual bodies
Like seductive maggots coming out of their cocoons
The decomposed sounds of Bacchanalian symphonic chants
With their tantalizing Sapphic and histrionic gestures
Could make any man dead or alive succumb to desire
Regardless of putrid scents weaving through the textures
How can one say no to such a parasitic persuasion?
When they influence you in sardonic hypnotic tones
Climaxing your brain with a tonic arcane
For your quivering flesh to crawl along the bones
It was a sultry scene of erotic nightmares and dreams
Articulated amid bloody coughs from pneumonic lungs
But their clamors sang praise for the excommunicated
Sensually mnemonic when they all spoke in tongues
The catatonic cadavers woke and insidiously moved
In hedonic rituals that enticed those festering eyes
And amid the pandemonium the dilapidated guests
Convulsed out of their sarcophaguses to agonize
Bile drew up their esophagus short of regurgitation
In a chronic mastication to the electronic hexing tunes
And they frolicked and gyrated their sensual bodies
Like seductive maggots coming out of their cocoons
The decomposed sounds of Bacchanalian symphonic chants
With their tantalizing Sapphic and histrionic gestures
Could make any man dead or alive succumb to desire
Regardless of putrid scents weaving through the textures
How can one say no to such a parasitic persuasion?
When they influence you in sardonic hypnotic tones
Climaxing your brain with a tonic arcane
For your quivering flesh to crawl along the bones
It was a sultry scene of erotic nightmares and dreams
Articulated amid bloody coughs from pneumonic lungs
But their clamors sang praise for the excommunicated
Sensually mnemonic when they all spoke in tongues
Cursed Dream
She told me to give her my soul and I’d indulge
In all the pleasures I could ever fathom
So I surrendered all will and control
Then she pushed me into the chasm…
In the catacombs of writhing naked bodies
Taut yet decrepit by time and misery
The stench of lust and decay aroused us
Merged with a rapture that was new to me
Maledictus, the faceless voices whispered
Echoing through the caverns of my mind
Maledictus, they repeated over and over again
Sending shivers up and down my spine
And the sounds of anguish, wails and moans
I could not distinguish from bliss or agony
The harmony of hissing kissing rotting flesh
Filled my senses with sour, bitter fervency
I trembled with terror and excitement
Just like the others who surrounded me
Shaking in delight and fright in a trance
As they danced a ritual of perpetual ecstasy
(Maledictus) I felt my insides set on fire
By an unknown sensation that caused a stir
As my fading and dreadful desire seemed to be
Invoking emotions when I spotted her
She was in a tattered crimson corset full of maggots
As I could feel a strange but familiar passion pulse
Then the unhallowed orgy around me unraveled
(Maledictus) She beckoned me to act on impulse
I walked toward her immediately without delay
Obedient to her call like a subservient slave
Expectant of the love she would bestow on me
Or the wrath of a goddess in her temple cave
Her touch felt as cold as ice and burning needles
Her eyes gazed into my spirit like a plague or flood
As she gave me a wicked smile, fangs and all
“Servus, meus es tu” she spurted out with blood
I kissed and drank from her lips and sores
Her tongue slithered down my throat
Her long sharp incisors dug deep into me
Clawing with precise incisions as I choked
I felt the sweet syrupy metallic taste
Her delectable hemorrhage in my tongue
I found it suffocating and intoxicating
As if breathing life into my infested lungs
Our lips parted like quivering ulcers
And she caressed me with arachnid fingers
Implanting herself in my memory
That the crawling on my skin still lingers
In the midst of the wicked debauchery
She seemed to take contentment in it all
As her parasites devoured one another
Like beasts feasting maniacally at a ball
(Maledictus) I felt a tingle and fell to my knees
And she looked down at me with wide eyes
Protruding then sliding out from their sockets
As all her beauty came to an abrupt demise
She kept her composure but cold demeanor
And all she did was give me a sinister smile
But I was the one who felt like a derelict
As the worms now spewed from her vile
She walked away in that tattered crimson corset
As I watched wither through the veil of my sty
She submerged herself into a pool of black tar
Without another word or saying goodbye
She told me to give her my soul and I’d indulge
In all the pleasures I could ever fathom
So I surrendered all will and control
Then she pushed me into the chasm…
In the catacombs of writhing naked bodies
Taut yet decrepit by time and misery
The stench of lust and decay aroused us
Merged with a rapture that was new to me
Maledictus, the faceless voices whispered
Echoing through the caverns of my mind
Maledictus, they repeated over and over again
Sending shivers up and down my spine
And the sounds of anguish, wails and moans
I could not distinguish from bliss or agony
The harmony of hissing kissing rotting flesh
Filled my senses with sour, bitter fervency
I trembled with terror and excitement
Just like the others who surrounded me
Shaking in delight and fright in a trance
As they danced a ritual of perpetual ecstasy
(Maledictus) I felt my insides set on fire
By an unknown sensation that caused a stir
As my fading and dreadful desire seemed to be
Invoking emotions when I spotted her
She was in a tattered crimson corset full of maggots
As I could feel a strange but familiar passion pulse
Then the unhallowed orgy around me unraveled
(Maledictus) She beckoned me to act on impulse
I walked toward her immediately without delay
Obedient to her call like a subservient slave
Expectant of the love she would bestow on me
Or the wrath of a goddess in her temple cave
Her touch felt as cold as ice and burning needles
Her eyes gazed into my spirit like a plague or flood
As she gave me a wicked smile, fangs and all
“Servus, meus es tu” she spurted out with blood
I kissed and drank from her lips and sores
Her tongue slithered down my throat
Her long sharp incisors dug deep into me
Clawing with precise incisions as I choked
I felt the sweet syrupy metallic taste
Her delectable hemorrhage in my tongue
I found it suffocating and intoxicating
As if breathing life into my infested lungs
Our lips parted like quivering ulcers
And she caressed me with arachnid fingers
Implanting herself in my memory
That the crawling on my skin still lingers
In the midst of the wicked debauchery
She seemed to take contentment in it all
As her parasites devoured one another
Like beasts feasting maniacally at a ball
(Maledictus) I felt a tingle and fell to my knees
And she looked down at me with wide eyes
Protruding then sliding out from their sockets
As all her beauty came to an abrupt demise
She kept her composure but cold demeanor
And all she did was give me a sinister smile
But I was the one who felt like a derelict
As the worms now spewed from her vile
She walked away in that tattered crimson corset
As I watched wither through the veil of my sty
She submerged herself into a pool of black tar
Without another word or saying goodbye
My Graveworm
It lashes to and fro, clenched between my teeth
The harder that I bite, the more it fuckin bleeds
It's searching
We're searching
For something to eat
It's starving
We're starving
For the taste of pussy meat
She looks just like an angel locked inside my scope
Crosshairs on her skull, bullet penetrates through her throat
She's gasping for air
As I'm grasping her hair
And my graveworm anxiously strokes
From behind my lips
Breaking through to her clit
Orgasm cums as she slips
Even the dying can't resist
Her eyes dilate without a single tear
My graveworm keeps on licking
Her heart beats hard with fear
The clock of doom is ticking
Her pooling blood now leaks
From a tracheotomy too deep
Bits of bone pierce my tongue as I lick the warm red concrete
Feed the graveworm blood
Lapping up the flood
Sustenance a drug
Slave to the mastication slug
It lashes to and fro, clenched between my teeth
The harder that I bite, the more it fuckin bleeds
It's searching
We're searching
For something to eat
It's starving
We're starving
For the taste of pussy meat
She looks just like an angel locked inside my scope
Crosshairs on her skull, bullet penetrates through her throat
She's gasping for air
As I'm grasping her hair
And my graveworm anxiously strokes
From behind my lips
Breaking through to her clit
Orgasm cums as she slips
Even the dying can't resist
Her eyes dilate without a single tear
My graveworm keeps on licking
Her heart beats hard with fear
The clock of doom is ticking
Her pooling blood now leaks
From a tracheotomy too deep
Bits of bone pierce my tongue as I lick the warm red concrete
Feed the graveworm blood
Lapping up the flood
Sustenance a drug
Slave to the mastication slug
In days laced titian
I was stirred by your every breathe
Spreading gooseflesh
On skin covered in rusty aftermath
The iron bitter of it had become delectable
And consumed my soul
Eclipsing all that was held sacred
Until my true nature shown only in halo effects
Your dark hunger swollen
Bubbling black and stinking your malignant odor
Sinking sweaty thrusts into my body
Each unholy moan releasing impurities
Perpetrated by our fuck
My desire
A temple of madness
Built to house our lust
Where your idol rose to prodigious proportions
And tossed to your feet
Vermilion petals
That stained my fingers red
I had flung them willingly
To please you
And shred them with hungry
Hungry
Teeth sharpened on the bones of virgin daughters of man
In those days
Their screams played like music to my ears
The soundtrack of my romance with perdition
Now....
My own screams from dream wake me
And seem not only match the young girls i torn with sanguine soaked vigor
But exceed it...
Still ....
I would follow you back to those depths of carnal lunacy
To feel your spill once more
I was stirred by your every breathe
Spreading gooseflesh
On skin covered in rusty aftermath
The iron bitter of it had become delectable
And consumed my soul
Eclipsing all that was held sacred
Until my true nature shown only in halo effects
Your dark hunger swollen
Bubbling black and stinking your malignant odor
Sinking sweaty thrusts into my body
Each unholy moan releasing impurities
Perpetrated by our fuck
My desire
A temple of madness
Built to house our lust
Where your idol rose to prodigious proportions
And tossed to your feet
Vermilion petals
That stained my fingers red
I had flung them willingly
To please you
And shred them with hungry
Hungry
Teeth sharpened on the bones of virgin daughters of man
In those days
Their screams played like music to my ears
The soundtrack of my romance with perdition
Now....
My own screams from dream wake me
And seem not only match the young girls i torn with sanguine soaked vigor
But exceed it...
Still ....
I would follow you back to those depths of carnal lunacy
To feel your spill once more
