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
(work can be new or old)
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
The Salem eleven
‘Round the table
Dressed in sable
Their chants are drawing nigh
To settle in
Affixed in sin
As the moon is tethered high
To shave the page
of the wicked mage
A curse within a quip
The eye of newt
In our solute
No more than just a snip
Fox entrails
with cleaver flails
Chopping up the flesh
A drip of rum
Through a monkey’s thumb
Oozing through the mesh
Shall not dilute
The owl’s hoot
Singing in the broth
De-shelled snails
And merman wails
And a flea from a bitten sloth
To dine on spine
And leathered root
The devil’s crude parlay
Be still— the chill
Of judgement, nil
We’re serving up filet!
The plates are set
The candles lit
The witches join their hands
From east to south
They wail by mouth
to fortify their clan
Hail to the wisdom
Of the Salem eleven
From the Tower of Babel
never reaching the heavens
We call to the welkin
To bless us this feast
To fetter our souls
To the mark of the beast
Hear us and clear us
Of mortal desires
Eternal impatience
Enchanting our fires
Invoking the tenor
Writ of this page
Incantations delivered
From the most valiant of sage
Dressed in sable
Their chants are drawing nigh
To settle in
Affixed in sin
As the moon is tethered high
To shave the page
of the wicked mage
A curse within a quip
The eye of newt
In our solute
No more than just a snip
Fox entrails
with cleaver flails
Chopping up the flesh
A drip of rum
Through a monkey’s thumb
Oozing through the mesh
Shall not dilute
The owl’s hoot
Singing in the broth
De-shelled snails
And merman wails
And a flea from a bitten sloth
To dine on spine
And leathered root
The devil’s crude parlay
Be still— the chill
Of judgement, nil
We’re serving up filet!
The plates are set
The candles lit
The witches join their hands
From east to south
They wail by mouth
to fortify their clan
Hail to the wisdom
Of the Salem eleven
From the Tower of Babel
never reaching the heavens
We call to the welkin
To bless us this feast
To fetter our souls
To the mark of the beast
Hear us and clear us
Of mortal desires
Eternal impatience
Enchanting our fires
Invoking the tenor
Writ of this page
Incantations delivered
From the most valiant of sage
Written by Everavalon
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Feast O’ demons
Blood sucking humans, we are all
Down to hell’s darkest we should fall
All our days are hollowed we ween
Killing in the name of love and of deen
Angles have left us to sing and pray
To the one who’s game we think we play
Beheading dreams of those we slay
Men, women, children of yesterday
Teeth digging deep in innocent hearts
Drinking blood as souls we rip apart
Night or day in darkness all the same
Standard bearing righteousness we think we claim
We don’t deserve to live happily ever after
Open those gates let in those demons of the hereafter
Let them feast on our rotten stinking souls
Drink blood out of our dripping veins and holes
This world was not meant for us to copulate
The first sin man had already demonstrate
So feast O’ demons O’ feast
So man will not have to re-procreate
Written by Samnash
(Sam Nash)
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The old ones feed
Insipid be the bounty, lain before the masses.
Languishing are those the ravenous harasses.
Mortals just morsels to a hunger never sated.
Fear laden blood keeps who feeds intoxicated.
The crazed stare unphased, their beckoning insidious.
They whom lay slayed, just meat for the carnivorous.
Of men or of babe be plated and devoured.
To this they're enslaved by ritual empowered.
Disposed as they go the corpses they eviscerate.
Now over, the glow danced by as they incinerate.
Languishing are those the ravenous harasses.
Mortals just morsels to a hunger never sated.
Fear laden blood keeps who feeds intoxicated.
The crazed stare unphased, their beckoning insidious.
They whom lay slayed, just meat for the carnivorous.
Of men or of babe be plated and devoured.
To this they're enslaved by ritual empowered.
Disposed as they go the corpses they eviscerate.
Now over, the glow danced by as they incinerate.
Written by RyanBlackborough
(Surprise guest)
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The Banquet Of Dread
The night is thick with whispered breath,
As I prepare this feast of death.
Witches slink from shadows deep,
Goblins crawl while mortals sleep.
The door creaks wide, they shuffle in,
With toothy grins and rotting skin.
I greet them all with eyes alight
Tonight, we dine in endless night.
The table’s draped in crimson thread,
A severed head, the centerpiece spread.
Ribs splayed open, hearts still beat,
Their hollow eyes, my gift of meat.
A stench of fear hangs in the air,
Fingers twitching, caught mid-prayer.
I carve a limb, slow and thick,
The blood runs dark, the scent—so sick.
"Indulge yourselves," I softly hiss,
"No soul tonight shall leave amiss."
The ghouls dig in with claws of bone,
The witches feast with guttural groan.
The walls are draped in shadow's grime,
As time dissolves—no longer time.
They scream, they writhe, they gnash and bite,
Feeding deep into the night.
The moon looks on with hollow face,
As I serve the final trace—
A soul, still warm, writhing in flame,
A whispered voice that knows it's name.
The feast is done, the night complete,
No heart remains, no pulse, no beat.
All Hallows’ Eve fades to black,
But they’ll be back. Oh, they’ll be back.
As I prepare this feast of death.
Witches slink from shadows deep,
Goblins crawl while mortals sleep.
The door creaks wide, they shuffle in,
With toothy grins and rotting skin.
I greet them all with eyes alight
Tonight, we dine in endless night.
The table’s draped in crimson thread,
A severed head, the centerpiece spread.
Ribs splayed open, hearts still beat,
Their hollow eyes, my gift of meat.
A stench of fear hangs in the air,
Fingers twitching, caught mid-prayer.
I carve a limb, slow and thick,
The blood runs dark, the scent—so sick.
"Indulge yourselves," I softly hiss,
"No soul tonight shall leave amiss."
The ghouls dig in with claws of bone,
The witches feast with guttural groan.
The walls are draped in shadow's grime,
As time dissolves—no longer time.
They scream, they writhe, they gnash and bite,
Feeding deep into the night.
The moon looks on with hollow face,
As I serve the final trace—
A soul, still warm, writhing in flame,
A whispered voice that knows it's name.
The feast is done, the night complete,
No heart remains, no pulse, no beat.
All Hallows’ Eve fades to black,
But they’ll be back. Oh, they’ll be back.
Written by Shilohverse
(Shiloh Mello)
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Just Passing Through
The cold midnight clear
as silent yellow noontime
nothing moved except from the lair
the ghoulish figure gliding above
an inch of tainted air
whiffs of odour permeate
like nightmare of old
from yellowing pillowcases
the air disturbed recoils
from the figure of dread untold
unspoken by petrified tongues
it glides
A hand un-fleshed
peeks from folds
of greenish putrid sleeves
reaches out to touch
caressing so tender
fresh midnight air in broad moonlight
almost forgotten yet hungrily
it seeks to feel once more
the pulses of life
of those watching with frightened
eyes or hear with fey ears
the deathly groans
The groans of remorse
from a decayed dead lover
at one time mother
at another a wife
remorse for life gone sour
lived without pleasure
until the last hour
when scythe-man came and reaped
the body off its soul
and now once more she traipses
through the paths of the living
an hour and no more, cease the haunting….
as silent yellow noontime
nothing moved except from the lair
the ghoulish figure gliding above
an inch of tainted air
whiffs of odour permeate
like nightmare of old
from yellowing pillowcases
the air disturbed recoils
from the figure of dread untold
unspoken by petrified tongues
it glides
A hand un-fleshed
peeks from folds
of greenish putrid sleeves
reaches out to touch
caressing so tender
fresh midnight air in broad moonlight
almost forgotten yet hungrily
it seeks to feel once more
the pulses of life
of those watching with frightened
eyes or hear with fey ears
the deathly groans
The groans of remorse
from a decayed dead lover
at one time mother
at another a wife
remorse for life gone sour
lived without pleasure
until the last hour
when scythe-man came and reaped
the body off its soul
and now once more she traipses
through the paths of the living
an hour and no more, cease the haunting….
Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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Cock Dinner
welcome my love
have a seat and
enjoy your drink
savor this dinner
it's possibly your
last dinner alive
surprised to see
me here this eve
(you're SO naive)
gonna cook your
narcissistic cock
& make the best
5-Star dick steak
men EVER made
glaze it with your
impotent semen
drink your blood
stir-fry your balls
& grill your brains
sorry babe i have
to feed these dogs
i am your slick bitch
hannibalistic and sick
& you are a sterile dick
don't mess with this chick
have a seat and
enjoy your drink
savor this dinner
it's possibly your
last dinner alive
surprised to see
me here this eve
(you're SO naive)
gonna cook your
narcissistic cock
& make the best
5-Star dick steak
men EVER made
glaze it with your
impotent semen
drink your blood
stir-fry your balls
& grill your brains
sorry babe i have
to feed these dogs
i am your slick bitch
hannibalistic and sick
& you are a sterile dick
don't mess with this chick
Written by Duende
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Iron Chef (Let me Cook) (Halloween Syck House Series)
“I’m known as the Iron Chef so there is no need to scream for help
Because I’m that crazy bastard-Mr. asphyxiation of your last breath,
“White, Black, Mexican no matter the race or color
Everybody has an equal opportunity to become dinner motherfucker,
“The greatest seasoning is agonizing pain and soul piecing fear
When cooked alive as their sizzling screams slowly disappear,
“Overwhelming their brain with ‘I can’t believe this shit’ disbelief
Making some slow to react and paralyzed to speak,
“I love locking a door on my victim giggling ‘today is the day’
The joy I get from their facial expression when they look my way,
“With a sinister dash I be on them quick-fast
While ghostly faces of past victims' trail and I release a wicked laugh,
“Echoing death that saturates evil within this limited space
My first move is a slash across their throat and terrified face,
“Ooooo! Goddamn this motherfuckin bitch is strong
Now I’m jabbing my sepsis covered blade savagely until I hit bone,
“Bullets, mace or punches have no effect
As I lift my victim in the air by their mutilated neck,
“A blow to the tempo and the motherfucka don’t fight no more
Barely conscious and now naked-I unceremoniously drop my victim to the floor,
“I regurgitate maggots’ causing a portal to open and I toss my victim inside
Meat obtained, because earlier the Humane Society has provided the sides,
“Upon arrival my assistant tenderizes the meat with a mallet and rape
Afterwards, a black hook penetrates the victim’s spine for a mealtime fate,
“Lifting them into the air screaming, crying and having a fucking fit
Now mixed with the blood and butchered flesh is dripping chunks of shit,
“My stove instantly ignites with a bluish-green wicked flame
Driving my victim insane as their piss spray the room like golden rain,
“The rats and roaches try to get a taste that makes me fucking mad
Trying to enter my victim through their ears, mouth and sodomized ass,
“Now my kitchen is buzzing with thanksgiving activity
Damn! I forgot desert. I’ll go pick up some sweets at the hospital nursery”.
Because I’m that crazy bastard-Mr. asphyxiation of your last breath,
“White, Black, Mexican no matter the race or color
Everybody has an equal opportunity to become dinner motherfucker,
“The greatest seasoning is agonizing pain and soul piecing fear
When cooked alive as their sizzling screams slowly disappear,
“Overwhelming their brain with ‘I can’t believe this shit’ disbelief
Making some slow to react and paralyzed to speak,
“I love locking a door on my victim giggling ‘today is the day’
The joy I get from their facial expression when they look my way,
“With a sinister dash I be on them quick-fast
While ghostly faces of past victims' trail and I release a wicked laugh,
“Echoing death that saturates evil within this limited space
My first move is a slash across their throat and terrified face,
“Ooooo! Goddamn this motherfuckin bitch is strong
Now I’m jabbing my sepsis covered blade savagely until I hit bone,
“Bullets, mace or punches have no effect
As I lift my victim in the air by their mutilated neck,
“A blow to the tempo and the motherfucka don’t fight no more
Barely conscious and now naked-I unceremoniously drop my victim to the floor,
“I regurgitate maggots’ causing a portal to open and I toss my victim inside
Meat obtained, because earlier the Humane Society has provided the sides,
“Upon arrival my assistant tenderizes the meat with a mallet and rape
Afterwards, a black hook penetrates the victim’s spine for a mealtime fate,
“Lifting them into the air screaming, crying and having a fucking fit
Now mixed with the blood and butchered flesh is dripping chunks of shit,
“My stove instantly ignites with a bluish-green wicked flame
Driving my victim insane as their piss spray the room like golden rain,
“The rats and roaches try to get a taste that makes me fucking mad
Trying to enter my victim through their ears, mouth and sodomized ass,
“Now my kitchen is buzzing with thanksgiving activity
Damn! I forgot desert. I’ll go pick up some sweets at the hospital nursery”.
Written by CasketSharpe
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