Poetry competition CLOSED 7th January 2012 6:56pm
WINNER
Scalpel_Rape
Scalpel_Rape
RUNNERS-UP:
diddi
and emo1
dark, angry peotry competion
Anonymous
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Anonymous
Sick, but not so angry..."laughs" 
Darkly Alone:
The light paralyzes
A moment terrorizes
Haunting visages elope
Ever so gently groping
Fuck me my master...
Speaking in riddles
Fondle and diddle
Release hellish desires
Burning genitalia on fire
Spurt soil until it stains...
Darkly alone,
penetrating a broken bone.
Stir the coffin done...
Boiling over blood,
tasting, another empty soul...
The representing fear
Forces neglectful tears
Adhere to screaming voices
Deny their cruel choices!
Buried by myself...
Cupping hands embrace dirt
Even though shovels work better
Bloodied resilience amounts to death
Sinking into the wet ground
Time to start holding breath...
Darkly alone,
fornicating shallow moans.
Encounter lovely mistress bones...
lapping up abyssal fluid,
wasting, another full hole...
Darkly Alone:
The light paralyzes
A moment terrorizes
Haunting visages elope
Ever so gently groping
Fuck me my master...
Speaking in riddles
Fondle and diddle
Release hellish desires
Burning genitalia on fire
Spurt soil until it stains...
Darkly alone,
penetrating a broken bone.
Stir the coffin done...
Boiling over blood,
tasting, another empty soul...
The representing fear
Forces neglectful tears
Adhere to screaming voices
Deny their cruel choices!
Buried by myself...
Cupping hands embrace dirt
Even though shovels work better
Bloodied resilience amounts to death
Sinking into the wet ground
Time to start holding breath...
Darkly alone,
fornicating shallow moans.
Encounter lovely mistress bones...
lapping up abyssal fluid,
wasting, another full hole...
I looked on in, he looked right back.
He looked just like a man called Jack!
Those lifeless eyes, that lifeless stare!
He looked as if he wouldn't care.
Why look at me, what have I done?
I was only having fun!
The lifeless stare, am I not there?
He looks at me and doesn't care.
The blackest eyes, they draw you in.
This guy looks like he's full of sin.
I lift my hand to wipe my face.
He lifts his too and fills the space.
Why does he have to stand and stare?
He looks at me like I'm not there!
A shiver crawls across my my back.
I'm sure this is the man called Jack!
What do I see, and is this blood?
All his clothes are covered in mud.
Where has he been, what has he done?
I'm sure they said he had a son.
I look away, avert his gaze.
I really think this man is crazed!
His torn jacket, below the light.
His eyes stare at me dark as night.
I want to run, to get away.
To come back on another day!
I turn to run, he reaches out.
He grabs my arm, I give a shout.
I look down now, and see the blood.
Am I standing in the mud?
Where have I been, where is my son?
Where is my boy, what have I done!
He looked just like a man called Jack!
Those lifeless eyes, that lifeless stare!
He looked as if he wouldn't care.
Why look at me, what have I done?
I was only having fun!
The lifeless stare, am I not there?
He looks at me and doesn't care.
The blackest eyes, they draw you in.
This guy looks like he's full of sin.
I lift my hand to wipe my face.
He lifts his too and fills the space.
Why does he have to stand and stare?
He looks at me like I'm not there!
A shiver crawls across my my back.
I'm sure this is the man called Jack!
What do I see, and is this blood?
All his clothes are covered in mud.
Where has he been, what has he done?
I'm sure they said he had a son.
I look away, avert his gaze.
I really think this man is crazed!
His torn jacket, below the light.
His eyes stare at me dark as night.
I want to run, to get away.
To come back on another day!
I turn to run, he reaches out.
He grabs my arm, I give a shout.
I look down now, and see the blood.
Am I standing in the mud?
Where have I been, where is my son?
Where is my boy, what have I done!
Mutilation
I live beyond the dreams you have.
I fear no one and never have.
You'll know I'm evil, wait and see.
The blood can spill from you and me.
Mutilation, will set us free.
You think you're evil wait and see!
Blood and anger drive me wild.
In my mind, I'm still a child.
You think I'm evil?
You won't know!
I come from somewhere, you won't go!
I do the things that you won't try.
I hate this life and want to die.
I've never cared and never share.
I always know when you're not there!
I live beyond the dreams you have.
I fear no one and never have.
You think I'm evil?
I won't show.
I come from somewhere you wont go!
My heart it bleeds the blackest blood.
My sole is lost, it's in the mud.
Mutilation, will set us free.
The things you want you'll get from me.
You never ever want to see, the evil that is eating me!
Is evil what you want to see.
Come some time and play with me!
Is blood the thing that sets you free!
Mutilation you and me!
Signed 666
I live beyond the dreams you have.
I fear no one and never have.
You'll know I'm evil, wait and see.
The blood can spill from you and me.
Mutilation, will set us free.
You think you're evil wait and see!
Blood and anger drive me wild.
In my mind, I'm still a child.
You think I'm evil?
You won't know!
I come from somewhere, you won't go!
I do the things that you won't try.
I hate this life and want to die.
I've never cared and never share.
I always know when you're not there!
I live beyond the dreams you have.
I fear no one and never have.
You think I'm evil?
I won't show.
I come from somewhere you wont go!
My heart it bleeds the blackest blood.
My sole is lost, it's in the mud.
Mutilation, will set us free.
The things you want you'll get from me.
You never ever want to see, the evil that is eating me!
Is evil what you want to see.
Come some time and play with me!
Is blood the thing that sets you free!
Mutilation you and me!
Signed 666
HeLLo iM JeRkFaCe...
hehehe...
Hello im Jerkface..
its bout damn time my pops let me out..
bad enough he has padded my room..
took all my toys..
like my eight inch dagger..
or like the last rapist i visited in his dream..
well..
he called it my stabbing knife..
tollum, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!.." as i stabbed.. "think twice bout wa u did.......she was jus a kid.."
then stuck um four more times.. he cried..
i said, "IT THRILLS ME..(stab) TO SEE U WHINE..(stab) JUS LIKE A LITTLE BITCH!"
"...i've been placed on this Earth to make ur type suffer..."
i whispered in his ear.. licked his lobe..
then bloodied my teeth with a bite on his shoulder..
its my thirst i have no control of..
think thats the night my pops caught me sinnin..
he said he knew id be this way from the beginnin..
i wondered if its because im so hideous lookin..
yessss... my face is deformed
wish it were jus a mask
details of a clown and very sharp teeth
one who read Stephen King
would think i the son of Pennywise..
but im not..
my pops.. jus maybe one that u know
the preachy bastard..
self righteous fucker...
u may know him as pretty boy Peppers..
to me he's jus plain ol' little Mr.Softaroundtheedges..
he asked that i poke my head in..
as he says get my feet wet..
which be a good thing
figured u need to be warned
if'n ever u dreamin
consider it a nightmare
the moment u see this Clown face..
8^..( JerkFace
hehehe...
Hello im Jerkface..
its bout damn time my pops let me out..
bad enough he has padded my room..
took all my toys..
like my eight inch dagger..
or like the last rapist i visited in his dream..
well..
he called it my stabbing knife..
tollum, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!.." as i stabbed.. "think twice bout wa u did.......she was jus a kid.."
then stuck um four more times.. he cried..
i said, "IT THRILLS ME..(stab) TO SEE U WHINE..(stab) JUS LIKE A LITTLE BITCH!"
"...i've been placed on this Earth to make ur type suffer..."
i whispered in his ear.. licked his lobe..
then bloodied my teeth with a bite on his shoulder..
its my thirst i have no control of..
think thats the night my pops caught me sinnin..
he said he knew id be this way from the beginnin..
i wondered if its because im so hideous lookin..
yessss... my face is deformed
wish it were jus a mask
details of a clown and very sharp teeth
one who read Stephen King
would think i the son of Pennywise..
but im not..
my pops.. jus maybe one that u know
the preachy bastard..
self righteous fucker...
u may know him as pretty boy Peppers..
to me he's jus plain ol' little Mr.Softaroundtheedges..
he asked that i poke my head in..
as he says get my feet wet..
which be a good thing
figured u need to be warned
if'n ever u dreamin
consider it a nightmare
the moment u see this Clown face..
8^..( JerkFace
The Muffling Of The Drum (SP Summerscales)
The low muffling
of the drum
the shackled shuffling
has just begun
the eerie clinking
were all sinking
its time to on yourself
point the gun
the sea under shelf
has just risen
the fallen one
is sure to come
the overwhelm
of an under realm
Demon's man the helm
along with Satan
they try to teach
through the rigor to reach
so I beseech
don't go off wiith them
where the flames of hell
they choke and swell
only for to fell and
replace the sun
the beast he stands
he holds out reptile hands
to summon up the sands
in a poisoned ocean
your times over
the end is coming
no more earthly
mother
hell has
just begun .
The low muffling
of the drum
the shackled shuffling
has just begun
the eerie clinking
were all sinking
its time to on yourself
point the gun
the sea under shelf
has just risen
the fallen one
is sure to come
the overwhelm
of an under realm
Demon's man the helm
along with Satan
they try to teach
through the rigor to reach
so I beseech
don't go off wiith them
where the flames of hell
they choke and swell
only for to fell and
replace the sun
the beast he stands
he holds out reptile hands
to summon up the sands
in a poisoned ocean
your times over
the end is coming
no more earthly
mother
hell has
just begun .
Anonymous
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A Thorned Knight (SP Summerscales)
A rose by a graveside
a lament to all who passed by
Its scent
of old summer gone skies
all rich
resplendant
and naturally high ,
It stands
defendant
petal lids
a sentry
to a pollen eye ,
thorn bodied
till the day it dies
the rose a guardian
in floral disguise
the thorned warrior
by your graveside ,
a carrier to the other side
the lioness that jumps the barrier
to protect her pride
theres no tongue
so theres no lies .
The orbicular , battered stone of white
shows its face to the roses plight .
Angellical gangways
a cellestial new wave ,
a salutational
gateway ,
rosebud studded
with a lunar DJ
all dead stars
are rocking from a spent heyday
the thorned knight
is ready to pave the way .
A rose by a graveside
a lament to all who passed by
Its scent
of old summer gone skies
all rich
resplendant
and naturally high ,
It stands
defendant
petal lids
a sentry
to a pollen eye ,
thorn bodied
till the day it dies
the rose a guardian
in floral disguise
the thorned warrior
by your graveside ,
a carrier to the other side
the lioness that jumps the barrier
to protect her pride
theres no tongue
so theres no lies .
The orbicular , battered stone of white
shows its face to the roses plight .
Angellical gangways
a cellestial new wave ,
a salutational
gateway ,
rosebud studded
with a lunar DJ
all dead stars
are rocking from a spent heyday
the thorned knight
is ready to pave the way .
Anonymous
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A Silent Thunder (SP Summerscales)
The horses run
a silent thunder
crimson scars
the sky their under
solar heats
the blood , boiling over
rotten wood
it forms some cover
as I watch , the sky
to wonder
is it nigh
the calling
of all numbers .
Satellite , bright
ultra violent light
big seas
are getting deeper
honey bees
becoming sleepier
all the trees
are now much thinner
all the rain
is like paint stripper
life the train
driven by a killer
who's insane
and a public figure
a household name
maybe
Jack The Ripper
out of hell's chains
finger on
the trigger
to blow out
your brains
into the bigger
picture .
The horses run
a silent thunder
crimson scars
the sky their under
I wonder why
they run for cover
the end is nigh
listen for
your number .
The horses run
a silent thunder
crimson scars
the sky their under
solar heats
the blood , boiling over
rotten wood
it forms some cover
as I watch , the sky
to wonder
is it nigh
the calling
of all numbers .
Satellite , bright
ultra violent light
big seas
are getting deeper
honey bees
becoming sleepier
all the trees
are now much thinner
all the rain
is like paint stripper
life the train
driven by a killer
who's insane
and a public figure
a household name
maybe
Jack The Ripper
out of hell's chains
finger on
the trigger
to blow out
your brains
into the bigger
picture .
The horses run
a silent thunder
crimson scars
the sky their under
I wonder why
they run for cover
the end is nigh
listen for
your number .
this is the story of an unknown girl
keeping her lost in an forgotten world
skys always gray and sun never shins
sometimes iv forgotten what is mine
Sekai wa kuraidesu
Sekai wa kuraidesu
tasukete!
tasukete!
this is a story that can never be told
hearing her scream and watch it unfold
never was lost time cant tell
of this forgotten world lost in hell...
-Kumiko Yamamoto
keeping her lost in an forgotten world
skys always gray and sun never shins
sometimes iv forgotten what is mine
Sekai wa kuraidesu
Sekai wa kuraidesu
tasukete!
tasukete!
this is a story that can never be told
hearing her scream and watch it unfold
never was lost time cant tell
of this forgotten world lost in hell...
-Kumiko Yamamoto
Spirits of the Dead
spirits of the dead
stood life before thee
watching us at night so peacfully
for the night so dusk and the air so thick
dried up blood that begain to stick
Spirits of the Dead
come not when told...
kids sleepy nights are on hold..
to thy weekness burnning favores eye
hanging over a thread the dead will lie...
Now thy nightmars shall not vanish
innocent minds dreams will banish..
Spirits of the Dead
people may not no its true
underneath the tomb, it may be you....
spirits of the dead
stood life before thee
watching us at night so peacfully
for the night so dusk and the air so thick
dried up blood that begain to stick
Spirits of the Dead
come not when told...
kids sleepy nights are on hold..
to thy weekness burnning favores eye
hanging over a thread the dead will lie...
Now thy nightmars shall not vanish
innocent minds dreams will banish..
Spirits of the Dead
people may not no its true
underneath the tomb, it may be you....
AlexnEmoLand said:Spirits of the Dead
spirits of the dead
stood life before thee
watching us at night so peacfully
for the night so dusk and the air so thick
dried up blood that begain to stick
Spirits of the Dead
come not when told...
kids sleepy nights are on hold..
to thy weekness burnning favores eye
hanging over a thread the dead will lie...
Now thy nightmars shall not vanish
innocent minds dreams will banish..
Spirits of the Dead
people may not no its true
underneath the tomb, it may be you....
Hi pretty girl , nice work
spirits of the dead
stood life before thee
watching us at night so peacfully
for the night so dusk and the air so thick
dried up blood that begain to stick
Spirits of the Dead
come not when told...
kids sleepy nights are on hold..
to thy weekness burnning favores eye
hanging over a thread the dead will lie...
Now thy nightmars shall not vanish
innocent minds dreams will banish..
Spirits of the Dead
people may not no its true
underneath the tomb, it may be you....
Hi pretty girl , nice work
