Poetry competition CLOSED 29th May 2018 1:47am
WINNER
ElrondSirfalas
ElrondSirfalas
RUNNERS-UP:
case28
and UbiquitousVoid
Gore, Guts, and Glory
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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Anonymous
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In the Prison of the Crawling Dead
(From The Defiant Heart)
It was a prison, it was a village,
It was a place for death and decay,
Where those punished by the law,
Came to live out their last days.
The government had a new decree,
But it was really a severe death sentence
To take away everything they had,
By removing all their limbs and senses.
Right after the courts found them guilty,
To the butchers they were slated,
And within three days of their verdicts,
Eyes, tongues, arms and legs…all amputated.
Then the real agony began…
They were cast to a remote settlement,
Thieves and murderers all were doomed,
Even those who fought against the law,
Found themselves punished and marooned.
Their broken torsos slithered and crawled
In the dirt with filthy dressings writhing in pain,
Like snakes upon the earth with dust and mud,
With blood still dripping, begging to be slain.
Some quartered bodies just lay there rotting,
Their mouths half sewn let out muffled cries,
Like wounded animals they wailed and twitched,
Their empty sockets watching with eyeless eyes.
And those who had survived a long time,
Burning under the sun, slowly emaciated,
With a faceless expression of one last hope,
Wishing for a death blow, they waited and waited.
It was hell on earth, all humanity was lost,
The crawling dead crawled to me in a horde,
I stood there like an angel of mercy and death,
And with compassion I slowly drew my sword….
(From The Defiant Heart)
It was a prison, it was a village,
It was a place for death and decay,
Where those punished by the law,
Came to live out their last days.
The government had a new decree,
But it was really a severe death sentence
To take away everything they had,
By removing all their limbs and senses.
Right after the courts found them guilty,
To the butchers they were slated,
And within three days of their verdicts,
Eyes, tongues, arms and legs…all amputated.
Then the real agony began…
They were cast to a remote settlement,
Thieves and murderers all were doomed,
Even those who fought against the law,
Found themselves punished and marooned.
Their broken torsos slithered and crawled
In the dirt with filthy dressings writhing in pain,
Like snakes upon the earth with dust and mud,
With blood still dripping, begging to be slain.
Some quartered bodies just lay there rotting,
Their mouths half sewn let out muffled cries,
Like wounded animals they wailed and twitched,
Their empty sockets watching with eyeless eyes.
And those who had survived a long time,
Burning under the sun, slowly emaciated,
With a faceless expression of one last hope,
Wishing for a death blow, they waited and waited.
It was hell on earth, all humanity was lost,
The crawling dead crawled to me in a horde,
I stood there like an angel of mercy and death,
And with compassion I slowly drew my sword….
Anonymous
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Anonymous
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ABSTRACT EXTRACTIONS (MASTER PEACE)
ABSTRACT EXTRACTIONS (MASTER PEACE)
Chained up to the ceiling without remorse as you're feeling
pain stained in crimson skin whims peeling
hanging like a meat-filled pinata' .......................
to the ever-after laughter and shrieks of a sinners' sonata
Your ass laid out before the canvass................
with a few cuts before the bats hit your ass....
Add and subtract an abstract manic maniac
bombarding a mesh of discarded flesh
into a mosaic of a blood-filled panic attack
Stained with the tainted paint of your pain
insane shift tinted and painted in red rain
I had to recall the mashed up balls
smeared upon the silent violent canvass
mashed up Hell jelly kept sliding off
along with the intestinal shit whipps
slapped across the finished piece
creating an escapist landscape unphased
gazing eyes in a hazing for the next in line
like a kind of mind rapist with a mind like mine
with a diseased deceased release......
rendered rendition of my master peace.....
Chained up to the ceiling without remorse as you're feeling
pain stained in crimson skin whims peeling
hanging like a meat-filled pinata' .......................
to the ever-after laughter and shrieks of a sinners' sonata
Your ass laid out before the canvass................
with a few cuts before the bats hit your ass....
Add and subtract an abstract manic maniac
bombarding a mesh of discarded flesh
into a mosaic of a blood-filled panic attack
Stained with the tainted paint of your pain
insane shift tinted and painted in red rain
I had to recall the mashed up balls
smeared upon the silent violent canvass
mashed up Hell jelly kept sliding off
along with the intestinal shit whipps
slapped across the finished piece
creating an escapist landscape unphased
gazing eyes in a hazing for the next in line
like a kind of mind rapist with a mind like mine
with a diseased deceased release......
rendered rendition of my master peace.....
Written by archetype23
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Anonymous
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Bear Trap
Snared in a bear trap
Foot twisted unnaturally
Hands frantically pull at the jaws
A twig snaps as a predator circles
The pray wails in pain and aguish
The pray reaches for their bag
And rummages around
The predator watches curiously
Out of the bag comes a pocket knife
The pray rips a piece of their shirt off
They place the torn rag in their mouth
The pocket knife is flipped open
Glimmering in the moon light
The pray hacks at their ankle
Letting out muffled screams
Tears stream and sweat pools
As the prey slices through layers of flesh
Blood sprays everywhere
As the knife hits the bone
The blood lubricates the trap
And pray tears their foot out
The trap rips off the outer layer of flesh
Like removing a skin sock
Revealing the bone underneath
The pray struggles to stand
The pray hobbles away
Leaving blood smears
The predator moves toward the trap
And starts to devour the ensnared flesh
The prey hears chewing and tearing
As they try to hop to safety
The predator finishes the meal
But his belly isn’t full yet
The prey comes to a cave
And under the shelter takes a seat
The predator sniffs at the trail of blood
And hunts for fresher meat
Foot twisted unnaturally
Hands frantically pull at the jaws
A twig snaps as a predator circles
The pray wails in pain and aguish
The pray reaches for their bag
And rummages around
The predator watches curiously
Out of the bag comes a pocket knife
The pray rips a piece of their shirt off
They place the torn rag in their mouth
The pocket knife is flipped open
Glimmering in the moon light
The pray hacks at their ankle
Letting out muffled screams
Tears stream and sweat pools
As the prey slices through layers of flesh
Blood sprays everywhere
As the knife hits the bone
The blood lubricates the trap
And pray tears their foot out
The trap rips off the outer layer of flesh
Like removing a skin sock
Revealing the bone underneath
The pray struggles to stand
The pray hobbles away
Leaving blood smears
The predator moves toward the trap
And starts to devour the ensnared flesh
The prey hears chewing and tearing
As they try to hop to safety
The predator finishes the meal
But his belly isn’t full yet
The prey comes to a cave
And under the shelter takes a seat
The predator sniffs at the trail of blood
And hunts for fresher meat
Written by Heart_symphony
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Anonymous
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Unnamed
Beaten? So am i
Dishonored and taken for granted. So have I
Count everyone who's hurt you and plan vengeance on them. So will I
Tried to fake a smile
But you're hurting deep inside
Tried selling your soul. The devil just wouldn't buy
Prayed that your enemies will suffer to the hands of time
You're revelation shows no light
Tried to take your life
But your hatred and vengeance has turned you blind
You have nothing to call your own
Loneliness has made your mine
A soul once so kind
Find it hard to fake a smile
A powerful hand that has forsaken it's might
I see nothing in your sight
But darkness growing per sand of time
Forgive them for their crimes
So that you Can be able to free
Free Yourself from the darkness that fills your mind
You're hurting so am i
Forsake this world. So will I
I'm your soul begging you to end this life
Dishonored and taken for granted. So have I
Count everyone who's hurt you and plan vengeance on them. So will I
Tried to fake a smile
But you're hurting deep inside
Tried selling your soul. The devil just wouldn't buy
Prayed that your enemies will suffer to the hands of time
You're revelation shows no light
Tried to take your life
But your hatred and vengeance has turned you blind
You have nothing to call your own
Loneliness has made your mine
A soul once so kind
Find it hard to fake a smile
A powerful hand that has forsaken it's might
I see nothing in your sight
But darkness growing per sand of time
Forgive them for their crimes
So that you Can be able to free
Free Yourself from the darkness that fills your mind
You're hurting so am i
Forsake this world. So will I
I'm your soul begging you to end this life
Written by poetOftragedy
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