Everyday is Halloween!

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Everyday is Halloween


This terrible world so dark so cold
Spirit lurks in alleys
On side streets
Wanting to indulge in earthly mischief
This world is filled of freaks
Perverts
Child molesters
Murderers
And just some evil motherfuckers
Still time ticks waiting on no one
Ticking to the sound of a brilliant light
Freaks roam the earth in human form at the struck
Of midnight

This world is a freaks show
Wimps wear masks on Halloween day
But the real badasses show their true colors
Everyday
Plotting to make evil and vile plans against their fellow men
Hurting the innocent
Robbing from the poor
Slashing
Ripping off the innocent's
throats
Raping the weak in their vulnerable moment
No love
No peace
No care shown to innocent lives
Those freaks are hideous
So hideous to the human mind
Their backs aching to be whipped
By a whip of many thorns

Still the freaks come out of their skins
One by one
Wanting
Waiting
Longing
Needing
To feed on innocent flesh
Mouths dripping
Tastebuds excited for immoral bliss
Their passion is evil
No love is in their heart
Striking hard at the innocent
Ripping the veins from the innocent's
Heart.
Their souls are dark and cold
Their is no sparkle
No light in their eyes
Repentance is far beyond their reach.

A beautifully morbid beginning to the Competition! Reminds me a little of myself during the Halloween season (:

its Halloween; the devils day
children beam and children play
then children scream and run away
orange is a color best felt
like Christmas green makes you melt
all hallows orange will make you shiver
with fear of scattered gore, guts and liver
or that old creepy man with the razors in his apple fritter
but its all fake as the kids spread cheer, masks and glitter
and rot their teeth out of their faces that cant be seen
just fun and games that's all that we want happy Halloween!

Try to silence my demons
Who fog your brain
Displacing fathers and causing rain
In this world
Where everyday is Halloween

Samhain



The mist rolls across the moonlit ground
The laughter of little children, the only sound.
Branches stir gently in chilling breeze
Sending aflutter the dying leaves.
Trick or treat are words repeatedly said
The words pay homage to the dead.

Hay piles burning in raging flames
Under the gaze of watching Samhain.
In the dark with the spirits abroad
Pagan rites under the eye of God.
Witches and ghost wander in the fog
Black cats screech and croaks of frogs.
The night is a aglow in Lantern's light
All in the glory of this night.

He can see you out there
Trick or treating
In the name of Samhain.
Festivities of death
Candy, eating
In the name of Samhain.

Joyous laughter mixed with wickedness
Made to cover up the deathly sickness
Of pagan rites under Autumn moon
As the waiting dead rise from tombs.
The one night when life and death wed
To bring a beating heart back to the dead.

When the ghostly portals open
And soon the fun will then begin
Parties, the life have never been seen
The crimson flow under the knife's gleam.
Laughter will mix with the sound of screams
Horrors unleashed, reality burst at the seems.
Samhain stares from the void
As things that feast rise from the soil.

He can see you out there
Trick or treating
In the name of Samhain.
Festivities of death
Candy, eating
In the name of Samhain.

So keep your lanterns bright,
Trick or treating
In the name of Samhain.
For the things that slither
Will be eating
In the name of Samhain.

The ghostly howl of the autumn wind
Gives me shivers in my room
Where countless hours I will spend
Awaiting potential doom

For outside in darkness
Where the trees taunt and scare
Even those who  fight hardest
Would never brave going there

Inside the woods
Where no one will see you
A sinister force will steal your scream
And no one will hear you

Necrofeast

hungry fingers scratch at writhing flesh
screams fill the air reeking of death
skin ground under rotten nails
an appetizer to entrails
blackened teeth stained with blood
glutinous jowls full of chud
repulsive breath of putridity
the demise of all humanity


devoured flesh ripped and torn
streams of blood splattered gore
pulled from bone strips of skin
ripped
torn
and devoured again


scratching fingers
and razor teeth
digging into lifeless meat
stringy guts stretch and tear
and into mouths disappear


chunks of marrow
and piles of bone
stripped of life with a hungry groan
masses of deadened rotting meat
humans being the necrofeast  

                    Crazy people at the door
                    pounding fist on the walls
                    screaming demons in the halls
                    the carriage of death
                    is real, not a myth
                    dragging shackles on the floor
                    Torture is your faith
                    so pray now for God sake
                    scary witches want to taste
                    your flesh on a spoon
                    dismember your head
                    on Halloween full moon.

                   
                   
                         

Hello everyone, I'm a new member with very little experience...but I have a love of creepy poetry and I've tried to write a few. Interested to try the waters with this one...It's called 'I am Grethal'

Well hello little Master, hello little Miss,
I hear good things about you both, deserving of my kiss,
Step in for a moment, your parents, they won't mind,
It is so very special, to talk to one's own kind.

For I am Grethal, Lord of Cruel, The Ambassador of Pain,
The Chief of Playing Nasty Tricks, The King of the Insane,
Some say that I'm The Prince of Lies, but that just can't be true,
I need some leaders for my team, and I've heard that might be you.

You'll have to move that pile of bones, to sit down by the Rack,
Don't worry 'bout those distant moans, or how that whip does crack,
Pull those little knees up tight and have a drink on me,
While I boil up something nice to eat, for just a little fee.

Sir I know you like telling tales, and Miss likes pulling hair,
You both like causing trouble, My goodness! What a pair!
Young man your such a bully, young lady you're such a tease,
I've heard about the incident of hiding Daddy's keys.

But then there's so much worse, to tell about you two,
I know you represent the many, not only just the few,
How you pick on small, the weak and lonely ones,
How you make them suffer with your wicked little tongues.

I know you take their pocket money, given by their Mum's,
And spend it all on sweets and all, not a thought about your gums,
But look at mine, all green and fat, who wouldn't want it so
'Cos that is how I started out upon my tale of woe.

I know you like to try and pick on little things,
Like tearing tiny wings off flies, or putting cats in bins,
Or kicking dogs, or trampling frogs, or swearing bitterly,
Knowing that if folks found out, you'd have nothing for your tea.

Your many lies are wonderful, your cruelty is  better,
You'd have liked The Queen of Night, if you'd ever met her,
So I'd like to offer you a place, in my house of fun,
Please do keep up all your ways, (and you'll burn up like the sun).

For my house, your perfect home, where be never sad,
If just for me you keep on being so very, very bad,
All I'll say, this ain't no lie, it's basically my rule,
For all I tell is the truth, says Grethal, Lord of Cruel.

Everyday is Halloween
I always wear this mask
Cold civility
Warm compassion
Hide what I really feel
Feel what I think
Think what I'm told
Pretending unending pretending
So everyday is Halloween

Damn.. I Taxi tally forgot about this comp... Been very busy.  :-(

Congrats Taylor for coming up with the win!!

And not forget Hades and Ruad...

Awesome Entries!!

Congrats to the winner and thanks for the runner-up

Darker, I was waiting on you to show up and blow us away