Poetry Competition Ends 26th October 2024 5:35pm
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Spooky Event
Poetry Contest Description
You are the host of a dinner party for all the witches, goblins and goolies etc.
If creepy crawlies are what you desire
Let this competition inspire.
Let them bite and have a ball.
Let them have all the gore galore
You are here to serve up a dish
Give them a body part if you wish
They will only come out to play
If you make it succulent in it’s display
All Hollow’s Eve is the day of the event
Spare no expense, it will be a dime well spent
And if you cannot come up with a theme
Be prepared to be the one to scream
Time For Supper
Cutting your flesh, making you wish for death
Pulverize you into a bloody pulp, slicing deep your fucking throat
Hacking you through, spewing pancreatic juice
Swirling misery, you're death, my victory
Bludgeoned, shrieking
You will suffer!
Razors slice through your skin
Eyeballs pierced with large pins
Grinding through the bone
Wishing that you were safe at home
Lungs filling with blood
Fall off the table, creating a loud thud
Slaughtered alive
Somebody hear me, I wanna die
Witness your legs hacked off for barbecue
Some of your giblets will be placed in a stew
Pieces of you placed in the freezer
Your body in shock, your having a seizure
Maggots will dine on your open wounds
Your remains will be stuffed inside a hollow tomb
Pulverize you into a bloody pulp, slicing deep your fucking throat
Hacking you through, spewing pancreatic juice
Swirling misery, you're death, my victory
Bludgeoned, shrieking
You will suffer!
Razors slice through your skin
Eyeballs pierced with large pins
Grinding through the bone
Wishing that you were safe at home
Lungs filling with blood
Fall off the table, creating a loud thud
Slaughtered alive
Somebody hear me, I wanna die
Witness your legs hacked off for barbecue
Some of your giblets will be placed in a stew
Pieces of you placed in the freezer
Your body in shock, your having a seizure
Maggots will dine on your open wounds
Your remains will be stuffed inside a hollow tomb
Written by Vision_of_insanity
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"Patron of Shadows"
By midnight’s veil, where time is slain
Ancient halls resound with pain
A feast prepared for darkened kin
Where flesh and soul intertwine in sin
The table long, a serpent’s spine
With blood-red wine, the grapes divine
A secret flame, unseen by eyes
Burns bright beneath the moonless skies
The guests arrive, their forms obscure
From realms where no light may endure
The angels fallen, gods unmade
With lips of dust, in silence laid
The bread they break is old as Time
A symbol veiled in shattered rhyme
And in the marrowed bones they see
The cosmic veil’s obscurity
Beneath their gaze, the truth unwinds
Unwritten words of darker minds
The gnosis deep, the hollow creed,
Is fed upon in cryptic need
They speak in tongues of endless night
Inverted stars, forgotten light
And with each taste, the veil grows thin
The outer void, the world within
At dawn’s first breath, they fade away
To realms where only shadows pray
And leave behind the silent feast
Where matter dies, and souls are least
By midnight’s veil, where time is slain
Ancient halls resound with pain
A feast prepared for darkened kin
Where flesh and soul intertwine in sin
The table long, a serpent’s spine
With blood-red wine, the grapes divine
A secret flame, unseen by eyes
Burns bright beneath the moonless skies
The guests arrive, their forms obscure
From realms where no light may endure
The angels fallen, gods unmade
With lips of dust, in silence laid
The bread they break is old as Time
A symbol veiled in shattered rhyme
And in the marrowed bones they see
The cosmic veil’s obscurity
Beneath their gaze, the truth unwinds
Unwritten words of darker minds
The gnosis deep, the hollow creed,
Is fed upon in cryptic need
They speak in tongues of endless night
Inverted stars, forgotten light
And with each taste, the veil grows thin
The outer void, the world within
At dawn’s first breath, they fade away
To realms where only shadows pray
And leave behind the silent feast
Where matter dies, and souls are least
