Retribution

"Revenge is a dish best served cold"
-Pierre Ambroise Francois Choderios de LaClos

I want these poems to be brutal, ruthless, clever, and malicious! I want to feel your hatred and obsession manifested into literature.
In my poem "Aphotic Infliction" I wrote:

"There is only one devotion,
one lonely thought of rampant devastation
Devouring with impunity the ruins
of a once reasonable conscience"

I strongly encourage the use of less commonly used adjectives, intrigue me with your vocabulary!

There is a limit of two entries per poet.
500 word limit
Oldies accepted
Please do not write your poems in bold.

Thanks,
AlwaysCaliban

I am giving this a try.....
I am not all that good at it but what the hell.

Looking into the obsess of what was my life
Echoes of the pain she gave is all I have
Terrifying love you gave to torment what was my soul
As all I can do is sit melancholy
The disaster she left in her’re  path
How you keep me so exanimate
She a creature of empty emotions
Horribly perfectly at leaving on suffocating
Squeeze one breathless

Somehow I find the power to pull myself out of the black hole
she left as my life. I come to find take control of what is left
of my being.  I come to hunt the beast once now as my wife
to end the misery that she reflect on unknowing souls.
Reality becomes a delusion once I see her’re  mysterious
Confusion she has left in her’re wake.  Connection I feel
In the essence of forsaken left for dead.

Her path she left distorted but on my  hunt I stay for I must.
Slay what is seen as a woman but is a beast that hides in flesh
My head held in shame for the soul I have let her to feast on by my own
Blindness unwillness of seeing her for what she is. As I come to meet the
beast of my past on this dark ruin road we are on, I pull my sword to slay the beast
as one quick throw I end her life.

Thanks for being the first poet to stop by!

anytime.Had fun with it

Coarse Goodbye


there are times i can
think of nothing but you
though it's obvious
your love was far from true
i can't kick you
out of my bed for
our love-making was
all made in my head
(like you, always in the
back of my mind)

so, i shall rise above spite
but in the heat of the night
while entangled in
her amorous embrace
i hope against hope
your performance is dead-weight

Disguised as a woman
she wears her wool proud

She sits in her deceitful web-
spun from threads of misery

Above it all and winning-
she thinks...

Trickery!!

As time passes and emotions simmer
She collects her medals-
The cheating winner

Revenge re-heated
or served ice cold
Theres only the ending
as yet untold

Built on a foundation
of deceptive degradation
Your dominoe castles
will topple in indignation

and I will be there...

To watch you fall

See you grovel
Your turn to crawl

Come my way
Lend reason to treachery

I will take you down
even if it takes what's left of me

MY REVENGE

If revenge was mine
Which the Lord has not given me
He might be kind
But not so for me

I would fire you
Just before Christmas
Withhold your bonus
Saying your work was bad
Give you a weak reference letter
Watch you as you pack
Your sorry little bag

I would single you out at a party
Start commenting on what a fashion plate you are
When I know you cannot shop
At Holt Renfrew, you can only shop at Sally Ann
I would show off the ring my husband bought
Knowing you have no boyfriend, a sad lot
Tell you it was an emerald and wait there is more
I was going to fix you up, but you know how you are
I could not take the chance of embarrassing myself

I would get a promotion and it would be high
My income twice as large, and I am an heiress
Tell you I got there only on smarts
Not tell you about the family "Foundation"
That gave certain applicants
A large donation

Then I would circulate that rumour
About your mental health
Undermining you gives me a high
Once a person is deemed “crazy”
All their credibility is a big lie
Now that I have ruined you for good
I see you got sick and blame you for it
How come you did not take better care of your body?
Now you really look like a “nobody”

The best part is that they all think I am your friend
I cry about your lot, complain how I tried to help
People think I am an angel to you
For putting up with all that shit you give out

Thus you see, if we traded spaces
I would revel in lowering you step by step
Until self-doubt set in
That would be the nail in your coffin!

EXTREME CONTENT

Finger On The Trigger, Twitchin’...

Finger on the trigger, twitchin’, thinkin’ pull
Bullet to the brain would be too kind
Should have bought a bat, for the knee caps
Nothing like a good swing at a man tied up
The cracking and snapping of bones
Screaming through the dirty gag in his mouth
Eyeballs tryin’ to find the back of a skull
Like the pain’ll stop with the reverse vision

Riding impulse, elbow pulling back for the snap
Knuckles… gun… connecting bone
Blood dripping, facial parts rearranged
Free nose job that one
Smile for the violence
Adrenaline pumpin’ through veins
Vengeance is a bitch, gotta take another hit
Beating a man beyond bloody
With the butt of his own gun

No easy out clause, no superman saviour
No speeding bullet to end it all… yet
No justice here in the land of hillbilly racists
Karma has her own brand
And it looks unexpected
While finger is on the trigger, twitchin’, thinkin’ pull
Before bone shatters, blood splatters
Couch innards end up on the wall

And death is holding out to take another pop
At dismembered shin bones
Fighting to draw it out like the perfect torture
The kind some governments condone
And he knows he had it coming
When he’s all up in the KKK head space
Could burn him at the stake in a white sheet
Watch his skin burn and blister and crackle
Like the crispy skinned chicken he stuff his face with last night

It would only be fitting
If the trigger finger wasn’t twitchin’, thinkin’ pull
Wanting to blow his brains across the wall
So to dance in the blood and innards
Of a man that shoots kids for sport
Like he’s duck hunting in the suburbs
And human life is worthless when it ain’t white
Oh fuck it… BANG!

http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/45868-finger-on-the-trigger-twitchin/

Thank You!