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Poetry competition CLOSED 3rd February 2015 9:18am
WINNER
EM20XX (Just a Puppet)
EM20XX (Just a Puppet)
RUNNERS-UP:
PsychicApocalypse
and Franko76
Anything gore!
Poetry Contest Description
Title says it all anything gore, dark, murder,and so on!
It must be a poem. I don't care how long or new or old. May the poems spill out and flow threw the blood in the sand and make the water riddle with vermin.
GOOD LUCK!
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GOOD LUCK!
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****WARNING GRAPHIC CONTENT****
Exsanguination (Lung Cancer)
Displayed in back-lit sepia
For the Kettle of vultures circling
In their white coats and shoulders
Sporting listening posts
Written in radiation shadows
Wrapped around your life
Malignant, refractory and fatal
Time-bomb ticking to the sound of your pulse
Agitated with fates pressure
Pacing in your effort to escape
The vipers finishing strike
So few places to hide, in that small room
It struck us with its conclusive violence
Boiling forth from you
In sanguine spattered rebuke
As death tore itself free
Walls eroded by habitual smoke
Choking arterial crimson flood
Painting your surroundings
In brushstrokes of coughed panic
Your fear was most frightening
A lack of peace in your last moments
Despite my opiate anointment
One final transaction before rest
Expectorate glistening sponge-like rejection
Posed atop your gore soaked bedding
Torn free and summoned forth
Cancerous render
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Bloody Valentine
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/images/uploads/poemimages/148416.jpg
She stared at him
with her head cocked sideways.
She stared at him
for very long.
She observed every rise
and fall of his chest,
his waking groans muted by
the loud distortion of some Metal song.
"My heads feels foggy.
Where am I?
I feel exposed; naked
Ropes?
Have I been tied?"
She eyes him up,
and watches as he struggles.
Every time he moves,
the rope cuts deeper past the skin.
His muffled outbursts of pain,
made her chuckle.
The satisfaction she feels,
makes her grin.
"Why now?
Is this my punishment?
My smoked-out brain,
has impaired my judgement."
His breath is heaving,
so she heats up the branding iron.
One that she customize
on her very own.
Too bad he couldn't see
and praise her
exceptional work.
"I hear the crackling of fire wood
and footstep on soiled ground.
Oh God!! I need to get away!
But I've been blind folded, and bound!"
She waits; pausing,
like a predator,
that's having fun,
playing with her prey.
She give one last check
to be secured.
And brands him with her iron
blade.
"Fuck! The pain!.
I suck in breath to scream aloud,
but all that comes out is air,
feeling myself... passing... out..."
The familiar sounds,
of sizzling flesh turns her on.
She presses her weight on
the iron, to deepen the brand.
She watches as he convulses,
and trembles in shock,
and bending down, she
to gently places a kiss on his hand
whispering 'i love you'
as if he could understand.
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/images/uploads/poemimages/148416.jpg
She stared at him
with her head cocked sideways.
She stared at him
for very long.
She observed every rise
and fall of his chest,
his waking groans muted by
the loud distortion of some Metal song.
"My heads feels foggy.
Where am I?
I feel exposed; naked
Ropes?
Have I been tied?"
She eyes him up,
and watches as he struggles.
Every time he moves,
the rope cuts deeper past the skin.
His muffled outbursts of pain,
made her chuckle.
The satisfaction she feels,
makes her grin.
"Why now?
Is this my punishment?
My smoked-out brain,
has impaired my judgement."
His breath is heaving,
so she heats up the branding iron.
One that she customize
on her very own.
Too bad he couldn't see
and praise her
exceptional work.
"I hear the crackling of fire wood
and footstep on soiled ground.
Oh God!! I need to get away!
But I've been blind folded, and bound!"
She waits; pausing,
like a predator,
that's having fun,
playing with her prey.
She give one last check
to be secured.
And brands him with her iron
blade.
"Fuck! The pain!.
I suck in breath to scream aloud,
but all that comes out is air,
feeling myself... passing... out..."
The familiar sounds,
of sizzling flesh turns her on.
She presses her weight on
the iron, to deepen the brand.
She watches as he convulses,
and trembles in shock,
and bending down, she
to gently places a kiss on his hand
whispering 'i love you'
as if he could understand.
I hear the word Gore and it tingles ... gonna post up a few here. jeje
OUR EVIL
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/images/uploads/poemimages/125882.jpg
Pain,
Delicious,
Listen to me.
I'm yours.
Your own demon.
Why don't you feed me?
Don't think
Don't feel
I can smell
your filthy soul.
Listen,
just kill
Loose fucking control!
Blood's dripping
from each of your finger tips
You kill him,
laughing,
I love your hysteria,
beauty,
it is!
You pitiful human,
I'll take over your weak mind.
Your ignorance,
naivety,
Your death is mine to decide.
I'll let them rape you
in hell.
Your screams are symphony,
and there, it'll forever dwell.
Come, come
my lecherous being.
Let's swim and bask in your friend's blood
The deed is done,
so stop crying,
it's annoying
infuriating.
You can hide, but can't run.
Feed me with
their evil
twisted thoughts.
Until their
petty little souls
become empty,
and dark.
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/images/uploads/poemimages/125882.jpg
Pain,
Delicious,
Listen to me.
I'm yours.
Your own demon.
Why don't you feed me?
Don't think
Don't feel
I can smell
your filthy soul.
Listen,
just kill
Loose fucking control!
Blood's dripping
from each of your finger tips
You kill him,
laughing,
I love your hysteria,
beauty,
it is!
You pitiful human,
I'll take over your weak mind.
Your ignorance,
naivety,
Your death is mine to decide.
I'll let them rape you
in hell.
Your screams are symphony,
and there, it'll forever dwell.
Come, come
my lecherous being.
Let's swim and bask in your friend's blood
The deed is done,
so stop crying,
it's annoying
infuriating.
You can hide, but can't run.
Feed me with
their evil
twisted thoughts.
Until their
petty little souls
become empty,
and dark.
- Flayed Soul -
You crucified me, with your fanatical insanity,
Using religion as an excuse to persecute cruelly.
Words can cut deep, like knives flaying skin…
Now it is your turn to suffer, so we shall begin!
You anger me, evil human so filled with hate,
Believing yourself so entitled to judge my kind!
Saying I am going to hell because I love deep,
One who shares my gender as well as my heart!
For you, evil human, it is already far too late…
Your soul is forfeit, your spirit I shall now bind.
With darkest sorcery, devils your soul shall keep!
By the power unseen, you will be broken apart.
How dare you mock me, and so provoke wrath,
Until I long to see your head mounted on a pike…
Whilst wolves nibble at your entrails in red bath!
It is not I you need fear, nor I who shall strike.
Demons will haunt your sleep, of your making.
Torments, shall punish you, leaving you mad…
Until: your flayed limbs lie trembling and quaking,
For you have angered me, angered me so bad!
You say I am going to Hell? I am Hell incarnate.
Behold your vile death knell! Let is swell, fiend,
For though I be a devil in your eyes, my true fate,
Is a brighter thing, than any you could ever glean!
You tie yourself with your own veins torn free…
Thinking yourself better than my generation was.
We did not start world wars that killed innocents,
My only sin was that I said the words ‘blessed be’.
Yet you despise all I am, without thought’s pause,
But it is you, who shall sing the bitterest laments…
Evil human, evil bigot, evil mortal whom I despise!
I am your better; I am superior beyond your hope.
You are beneath my contempt; I am the Queen…
And such sweet suffering Hell shall for you devise!
Whilst around your neck is tied the mighty rope…
You will be lowered into darkness, to so scream.
In the end, you will bow to me in heated chains…
Until your shrieks rise like music, to amuse gods.
Whilst I sit in judgment over your countless pains,
As your inner demons poke you with hot prods….
In the tender places, so that you know my agony,
The hell that comes from being treated much less:
Less than human, though I am more can’t you see!
Your demons will drink your blood in gory mess.
Upon a cross, shaped like an X, you will suffer…
No sleep will be permitted you, no sweet dreams.
You will be broken as you broke me, foul thing…
And no reprieve is mine to, your vileness, so offer.
I am the Queen; you will know the truth of Her…
Your every fear will flow from you in vast streams,
And for every time I cried, you will feel that sting,
Your weeping will so harden into a jeweled coffer.
Nothing of you will be left intact, no sanity whole,
And in Hell there is no death, only eternal horror!
Your torture was never my wish, never my goal…
But you wanted this, and so let demons so confer,
The totality of your misery back unto you: creature.
Your evil makes you reek, and it makes me sick!
I am your better, for I am not childish but mature,
Never stooping as low as you, to ignite the wick…
The flame of war to provoke, as you dared wake!
You woke the Dragon, and now you must so pay.
I will lay not a finger upon you; the evils you make,
You will know in Hell, for you must die, one day.
And thence: be bound eternally by your inner ills!
You judged me, hated me, abused me, and spat.
But one day you will kneel before my dark throne,
Fettered by the weight of your unrepentant evils:
And behold my true face, where your fears sat…
Whilst your fears flay you: to your weakest bone.
You saw me as less than human, you sick beast!
Mocked me, for being bisexual and transgender.
You called yourself, a believer in a loving God?
But I am your better; on you, crows shall feast…
Whilst my love, and I, shall always be together!
Keep hating me: keep calling me freakishly odd.
You mock the Queen of Hell, the bright Angel…
But, I was a child, when you first hurt my spirit!
What gave you the right to tell me I was wicked?
You never had the power to judge me so harsh.
But all things change, things ebb and then swell,
Like a primordial ocean, and how you will fear it!
It is not I who condemns you; you made this bed.
You are a worm, and every worm one can squash!
You crucified me, with your fanatical insanity,
Using religion as an excuse to persecute cruelly.
Words can cut deep, like knives flaying skin…
Now it is your turn to suffer, so we shall begin!
You crucified me, with your fanatical insanity,
Using religion as an excuse to persecute cruelly.
Words can cut deep, like knives flaying skin…
Now it is your turn to suffer, so we shall begin!
You anger me, evil human so filled with hate,
Believing yourself so entitled to judge my kind!
Saying I am going to hell because I love deep,
One who shares my gender as well as my heart!
For you, evil human, it is already far too late…
Your soul is forfeit, your spirit I shall now bind.
With darkest sorcery, devils your soul shall keep!
By the power unseen, you will be broken apart.
How dare you mock me, and so provoke wrath,
Until I long to see your head mounted on a pike…
Whilst wolves nibble at your entrails in red bath!
It is not I you need fear, nor I who shall strike.
Demons will haunt your sleep, of your making.
Torments, shall punish you, leaving you mad…
Until: your flayed limbs lie trembling and quaking,
For you have angered me, angered me so bad!
You say I am going to Hell? I am Hell incarnate.
Behold your vile death knell! Let is swell, fiend,
For though I be a devil in your eyes, my true fate,
Is a brighter thing, than any you could ever glean!
You tie yourself with your own veins torn free…
Thinking yourself better than my generation was.
We did not start world wars that killed innocents,
My only sin was that I said the words ‘blessed be’.
Yet you despise all I am, without thought’s pause,
But it is you, who shall sing the bitterest laments…
Evil human, evil bigot, evil mortal whom I despise!
I am your better; I am superior beyond your hope.
You are beneath my contempt; I am the Queen…
And such sweet suffering Hell shall for you devise!
Whilst around your neck is tied the mighty rope…
You will be lowered into darkness, to so scream.
In the end, you will bow to me in heated chains…
Until your shrieks rise like music, to amuse gods.
Whilst I sit in judgment over your countless pains,
As your inner demons poke you with hot prods….
In the tender places, so that you know my agony,
The hell that comes from being treated much less:
Less than human, though I am more can’t you see!
Your demons will drink your blood in gory mess.
Upon a cross, shaped like an X, you will suffer…
No sleep will be permitted you, no sweet dreams.
You will be broken as you broke me, foul thing…
And no reprieve is mine to, your vileness, so offer.
I am the Queen; you will know the truth of Her…
Your every fear will flow from you in vast streams,
And for every time I cried, you will feel that sting,
Your weeping will so harden into a jeweled coffer.
Nothing of you will be left intact, no sanity whole,
And in Hell there is no death, only eternal horror!
Your torture was never my wish, never my goal…
But you wanted this, and so let demons so confer,
The totality of your misery back unto you: creature.
Your evil makes you reek, and it makes me sick!
I am your better, for I am not childish but mature,
Never stooping as low as you, to ignite the wick…
The flame of war to provoke, as you dared wake!
You woke the Dragon, and now you must so pay.
I will lay not a finger upon you; the evils you make,
You will know in Hell, for you must die, one day.
And thence: be bound eternally by your inner ills!
You judged me, hated me, abused me, and spat.
But one day you will kneel before my dark throne,
Fettered by the weight of your unrepentant evils:
And behold my true face, where your fears sat…
Whilst your fears flay you: to your weakest bone.
You saw me as less than human, you sick beast!
Mocked me, for being bisexual and transgender.
You called yourself, a believer in a loving God?
But I am your better; on you, crows shall feast…
Whilst my love, and I, shall always be together!
Keep hating me: keep calling me freakishly odd.
You mock the Queen of Hell, the bright Angel…
But, I was a child, when you first hurt my spirit!
What gave you the right to tell me I was wicked?
You never had the power to judge me so harsh.
But all things change, things ebb and then swell,
Like a primordial ocean, and how you will fear it!
It is not I who condemns you; you made this bed.
You are a worm, and every worm one can squash!
You crucified me, with your fanatical insanity,
Using religion as an excuse to persecute cruelly.
Words can cut deep, like knives flaying skin…
Now it is your turn to suffer, so we shall begin!
Anonymous
Can I bite...just an inch of your flesh
Do you think I might...like the taste of it fresh
Let me sink...my hungry teeth into your skin
Don't stop to think...no one needs to know where you've been
Hunger burning...for pleasure given with blood
The constant yearning...for offerings that I love
Set me free...just feel how sensual my lips
Now can't you see...just how addictive it gets
Free your mind...let me show you the world of your dreams
It's not unkind...everything is not as it seems
Subtle pain...but pleasure simply divine
But I refrain...so I can keep you as mine
It's ok now...you have seen that which I promise
I taught you how...in this way we take solace
Feel my breath...against your quivering neck
Your close to death...all reality just a speck
I'll bring you back...I so admire your trust
Don't fade to black...I'm nearly done with my lust
So satisfied...I watch you open your eyes
And then you cried...reborn, the fear in you dies
So forever...we share romance in this way
Now us together...will hunt and charm our next prey.
Do you think I might...like the taste of it fresh
Let me sink...my hungry teeth into your skin
Don't stop to think...no one needs to know where you've been
Hunger burning...for pleasure given with blood
The constant yearning...for offerings that I love
Set me free...just feel how sensual my lips
Now can't you see...just how addictive it gets
Free your mind...let me show you the world of your dreams
It's not unkind...everything is not as it seems
Subtle pain...but pleasure simply divine
But I refrain...so I can keep you as mine
It's ok now...you have seen that which I promise
I taught you how...in this way we take solace
Feel my breath...against your quivering neck
Your close to death...all reality just a speck
I'll bring you back...I so admire your trust
Don't fade to black...I'm nearly done with my lust
So satisfied...I watch you open your eyes
And then you cried...reborn, the fear in you dies
So forever...we share romance in this way
Now us together...will hunt and charm our next prey.
The Beast
Blood starts to boil
hate fills my head
as all the colors
turn to red
released the beast
I tried to tame
it wants to kill
it wants to maim
this side of me
I try to hide
I keep it locked up
deep inside
I can't believe
I called you friend
the bones will crack
and flesh will rend
and as your life-force
leaves it's shell
I pray your soul
is sent to hell
Blood starts to boil
hate fills my head
as all the colors
turn to red
released the beast
I tried to tame
it wants to kill
it wants to maim
this side of me
I try to hide
I keep it locked up
deep inside
I can't believe
I called you friend
the bones will crack
and flesh will rend
and as your life-force
leaves it's shell
I pray your soul
is sent to hell
