Dark Passenger
Danii
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Joined 27th Oct 2011
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Poetry Contest Description
We all have that part of us.. that dark passenger
Write about the dark part of you, what it wants for, the beast you hold inside, let it out
1000 word limit
3 entry limit per person
1 week, then winner will be chosen
1000 word limit
3 entry limit per person
1 week, then winner will be chosen

crimsin
Unveiling
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Joined 25th Jan 2011
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Unveiling
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A Demon's Curse
with curses and gnashing of teeth
boiling under the surface
sacred scars from an eternity of sin
witness my black faith
spitting lies at you
with a venomous tongue
tasting your soul's flavor
how sweet you are virgin soul
my demons lick tortured thoughts
of the innocent lambs
carving their mark in weak minds
diabolical planting their black seminal seed
in your tender psyche
twisted Ted Bundy is a familiar demon of mine
legion strong he is one of Lucifer's favorite tools
used to toy with me sexually
defiling my thoughts, fucking me
I turn this depraved murderer loose on you
let this monster haunt your thoughts
as he does mine daily
twist the knife in your nightmares
with curses and gnashing of teeth
boiling under the surface
sacred scars from an eternity of sin
witness my black faith
as I speak from the pit of hell
Abbadon has freed the locusts
consuming all that is in their path
seek shelter from the vile storm at hand
blood pours from my blackened lips
demonic whispers on the wind
feeding me, teasing me
fury unleashed in ink
spitting lies at you
with a venomous tongue
tasting your soul's flavor
how sweet you are virgin soul
with curses and gnashing of teeth
boiling under the surface
sacred scars from an eternity of sin
witness my black faith
spitting lies at you
with a venomous tongue
tasting your soul's flavor
how sweet you are virgin soul
my demons lick tortured thoughts
of the innocent lambs
carving their mark in weak minds
diabolical planting their black seminal seed
in your tender psyche
twisted Ted Bundy is a familiar demon of mine
legion strong he is one of Lucifer's favorite tools
used to toy with me sexually
defiling my thoughts, fucking me
I turn this depraved murderer loose on you
let this monster haunt your thoughts
as he does mine daily
twist the knife in your nightmares
with curses and gnashing of teeth
boiling under the surface
sacred scars from an eternity of sin
witness my black faith
as I speak from the pit of hell
Abbadon has freed the locusts
consuming all that is in their path
seek shelter from the vile storm at hand
blood pours from my blackened lips
demonic whispers on the wind
feeding me, teasing me
fury unleashed in ink
spitting lies at you
with a venomous tongue
tasting your soul's flavor
how sweet you are virgin soul
JohnFeddeler
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Joined 18th Jan 2013
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cemetery road
travelled those lonely highways
only to hesitate at the junction of
tobacco & cemetery roads, afraid to
move forward when I know I can’t turn back.
there’s nothing to go back to anyway…
they dropped me, in the rags of a soldier, onto
desecrated battlefields. they put a rifle in my
hands. I shoot into the darkness, wondering if
the bullet hits something. estimating the value of
my own life if it doesn’t.
a turbulent reverie that blazes like wildfire,
till the whiskey washes it away.
when the mist fades in the alleyways of my hideous
recall, the parade begins: those angels in shades of
blue, beguilers & whores, who instruct an undisciplined
man in the proper use of his hands & mouth, for their
own glory. & I repay their intent with kindred debauchery;
I leave them tainted, painted with lipstick smears &
mascara tears. harlequin veneer of pretend lovers.
and thus has my journey evolved, along these trails
of lust & inglorious dust.
where are the lovesongs of the heart? do they hang in the
mercurial air, do they cling to the raindrops, awaiting the
industrious quill, to be moved with grace by the doubtful poet?
every song is a silence;
every melody is a dirge.
and so I cower in the brightest sunlight,
empty of heart & of spirit,
yet justified.
a poet without poetry.
AlisVolatPropriis8
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Joined 24th Oct 2011
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Missing rains
The rusted trains
and old gushed rushed smell
every time i get into
i wanna catch but
the space is in air
air floats afast then i could catch
something nearby is stopping
like heavy trains on my shoulders
pricing its privity
the unvocabable
babble where im trapped
cant move further
just once i wanna catch those
steel irons and let loose
through the windows
where the soul has spaceless
shadows clear and dragging
my weight upon time
the copper mist
in its exhale
i wanna live to catch it
if you wish to hold me tight
through wind against your eyes
he is old now though assures to work
for he perserves by births
the keeper of noise ]
bringing the old flory
to sunset where i read her
books and she travels to work.
i love spending evening with her .
she never questioned me except her inlaws
kept chanting where i dont know what the mean
tired of conspiracies and conjurings yet
far might we travel on tracks
to tip top her new bars .
The rusted trains
and old gushed rushed smell
every time i get into
i wanna catch but
the space is in air
air floats afast then i could catch
something nearby is stopping
like heavy trains on my shoulders
pricing its privity
the unvocabable
babble where im trapped
cant move further
just once i wanna catch those
steel irons and let loose
through the windows
where the soul has spaceless
shadows clear and dragging
my weight upon time
the copper mist
in its exhale
i wanna live to catch it
if you wish to hold me tight
through wind against your eyes
he is old now though assures to work
for he perserves by births
the keeper of noise ]
bringing the old flory
to sunset where i read her
books and she travels to work.
i love spending evening with her .
she never questioned me except her inlaws
kept chanting where i dont know what the mean
tired of conspiracies and conjurings yet
far might we travel on tracks
to tip top her new bars .
AlisVolatPropriis8
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Joined 24th Oct 2011
Forum Posts: 322
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[Invalid Image - URL must end with jpeg, jpg, gif, png or bmp][Invalid Image - URL must end with jpeg, jpg, gif, png or bmp] AlisVolatPropriis8 said:Missing rains
The rusted trains
and old gushed rushed smell
every time i get into
i wanna catch but
the space is in air
air floats afast then i could catch
something nearby is stopping
like heavy trains on my shoulders
pricing its privity
the unvocable
babble where im trapped
cant move further
just once i wanna catch those
steel irons and let loose
through the windows
where the soul has spaceless
shadows clear and dragging
my weight upon time
the copper mist
in its exhale
i wanna live to catch it
if you wish to hold me tight
through wind against your eyes
he is old now though assures to work
for he perserves by births
the keeper of noise ]
bringing the old flory
to sunset where i read her
books and she travels to work.
i love spending evening with her .
she never questioned me except her inlaws
kept chanting where i dont know what they mean
tired of conspiracies and conjurings yet
far might we travel on tracks
to tip top her new bars .
The rusted trains
and old gushed rushed smell
every time i get into
i wanna catch but
the space is in air
air floats afast then i could catch
something nearby is stopping
like heavy trains on my shoulders
pricing its privity
the unvocable
babble where im trapped
cant move further
just once i wanna catch those
steel irons and let loose
through the windows
where the soul has spaceless
shadows clear and dragging
my weight upon time
the copper mist
in its exhale
i wanna live to catch it
if you wish to hold me tight
through wind against your eyes
he is old now though assures to work
for he perserves by births
the keeper of noise ]
bringing the old flory
to sunset where i read her
books and she travels to work.
i love spending evening with her .
she never questioned me except her inlaws
kept chanting where i dont know what they mean
tired of conspiracies and conjurings yet
far might we travel on tracks
to tip top her new bars .
Pho3nix19xx
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Joined 15th Jan 2016
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"Demon inside Me"
There is a demon inside of me that you best pray you never see
Forged in the hell you put me through
With bullying words and tearful nights I cried myself to sleep.
Black smoke is what I seethe and white flames are what I breathe.
To the edge of the cliff you drove me and again you pushed
Watching me helplessly descending down until the demon inside me was created.
Created too powerful to ever be exorcized
The demon you have conjured within me has already left a trail of carnage a lifetime long
Destroying and dethroning any and all of the so called ‘Greats’
The Dark Prince, Fallen Angel, and Feared Soldier have all withered in my wake
I suggest you choose not to be next challenger to partake.
True it is however, that I will stumble and fall again,
Just know that each time I do
The demon inside of me grows stronger!
I am an unstoppable runaway locomotive
Remembering every time you gave death a motive to knock on my door...
There is a demon inside of me that you best pray you never see
A raging inferno wrapped in the flames of Hell
So doubt me and knock me down again motherfucker
Just know by my flames you will pay for your sin!!!
There is a demon inside of me that you best pray you never see
Forged in the hell you put me through
With bullying words and tearful nights I cried myself to sleep.
Black smoke is what I seethe and white flames are what I breathe.
To the edge of the cliff you drove me and again you pushed
Watching me helplessly descending down until the demon inside me was created.
Created too powerful to ever be exorcized
The demon you have conjured within me has already left a trail of carnage a lifetime long
Destroying and dethroning any and all of the so called ‘Greats’
The Dark Prince, Fallen Angel, and Feared Soldier have all withered in my wake
I suggest you choose not to be next challenger to partake.
True it is however, that I will stumble and fall again,
Just know that each time I do
The demon inside of me grows stronger!
I am an unstoppable runaway locomotive
Remembering every time you gave death a motive to knock on my door...
There is a demon inside of me that you best pray you never see
A raging inferno wrapped in the flames of Hell
So doubt me and knock me down again motherfucker
Just know by my flames you will pay for your sin!!!

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dustyjjewels
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Joined 24th Nov 2011
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No More Denial
I have succumbed to goodness
And left my evil self to be
Exposed to pain and distress
Roaming aimlessly
Now so sick of self denial
Deep within I groan
Like walking through the fire
The evil in me moans
In a desperate urge to unleash
Terror like none before
Misery garnished like a dish
And served from door to door
Then I can savour every minute
Every tear and every wail
As I leave upon every lip
A very bitter tale
Tales of misery and grief
Tales of endless pain
Let their suffering see no relief
Agony again and again
Then I can embrace my sad self
In a joyous ecstasy
Dark grace of an elf
To and fro restlessly
For there is no satisfaction
Until I have heard a cry
Thus my dark intention
Is to hear their mournful lullaby
And whoever beholds me
Must grow pale and numb
Struck by chill mortality
Shivering to his tomb
I have succumbed to goodness
And left my evil self to be
Exposed to pain and distress
Roaming aimlessly
Now so sick of self denial
Deep within I groan
Like walking through the fire
The evil in me moans
In a desperate urge to unleash
Terror like none before
Misery garnished like a dish
And served from door to door
Then I can savour every minute
Every tear and every wail
As I leave upon every lip
A very bitter tale
Tales of misery and grief
Tales of endless pain
Let their suffering see no relief
Agony again and again
Then I can embrace my sad self
In a joyous ecstasy
Dark grace of an elf
To and fro restlessly
For there is no satisfaction
Until I have heard a cry
Thus my dark intention
Is to hear their mournful lullaby
And whoever beholds me
Must grow pale and numb
Struck by chill mortality
Shivering to his tomb
dustyjjewels
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Joined 24th Nov 2011
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No Love Zone
Out here they took my lover
Far away from me
In seconds it was over
I watched her guts spill
Her blood flowed in this park
The grass drank it all
Now in this very park
Lovers will have to fall
Here is no love zone
Oh I wish they knew
Here is where I avenge my own
But no one has a clue
Oblivious they stare away
In the romantic atmosphere
In the dark corners I stay
Like a demon out there
Remembering her I smooch the blade
Pacing to and fro
Love out here I forbade
Pounce on the kissing duo
Piercing till my steel is red
Cold and remorseless
Piercing till no more sound is heard
And leave them there lifeless
Homeward bound I rush in tears
To wash away their blood
Now it has been two years
Still from her no word
Everyday leaves me colder
Everyday I count my breath
Now I'm growing older and bolder
A remorseless bringer of death
Out here they took my lover
Far away from me
In seconds it was over
I watched her guts spill
Her blood flowed in this park
The grass drank it all
Now in this very park
Lovers will have to fall
Here is no love zone
Oh I wish they knew
Here is where I avenge my own
But no one has a clue
Oblivious they stare away
In the romantic atmosphere
In the dark corners I stay
Like a demon out there
Remembering her I smooch the blade
Pacing to and fro
Love out here I forbade
Pounce on the kissing duo
Piercing till my steel is red
Cold and remorseless
Piercing till no more sound is heard
And leave them there lifeless
Homeward bound I rush in tears
To wash away their blood
Now it has been two years
Still from her no word
Everyday leaves me colder
Everyday I count my breath
Now I'm growing older and bolder
A remorseless bringer of death

I hired a PI. I did,
I had to know, I had them followed
pawning their Nintendos
the tell-tale signs are there
gun muzzles, no longer orange
now glinting with real menace
and that unearthly wailing
that once I knew as tantrums
has undergone a metamorphosis
I hear the tiny plastic ukuleles
performing metal tunes that I have heard
the words confirm what in my heart I knew
my kids will use me and discard me
and the final sounds I hear
will be my own defeated, anguished cries
as they offer up my broken body
to magenta, leering Barney
their demon overlord.
I had to know, I had them followed
pawning their Nintendos
the tell-tale signs are there
gun muzzles, no longer orange
now glinting with real menace
and that unearthly wailing
that once I knew as tantrums
has undergone a metamorphosis
I hear the tiny plastic ukuleles
performing metal tunes that I have heard
the words confirm what in my heart I knew
my kids will use me and discard me
and the final sounds I hear
will be my own defeated, anguished cries
as they offer up my broken body
to magenta, leering Barney
their demon overlord.
PsycoticMastermind
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Joined 20th Mar 2015
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Wild Psychology
This savage beast inside me
is quite civilized. See,
I have these cravings of you
being psychoanalyzed and fileted;
your insecurities laid out on the table
displayed as I feast upon notions
how you came to be who you are
how you were made
how it will taste when
I take you at your word
then break you apart word by word
into a scrumptious alphabet soup
before gluing your wordiness back together
presenting you as who you really are
underneath the pretentious snot
bubbling forth from your nose
and
hanging the end result on my refrigerator door
like macaroni art
This savage beast inside me
is quite civilized. See,
I have these cravings of you
being psychoanalyzed and fileted;
your insecurities laid out on the table
displayed as I feast upon notions
how you came to be who you are
how you were made
how it will taste when
I take you at your word
then break you apart word by word
into a scrumptious alphabet soup
before gluing your wordiness back together
presenting you as who you really are
underneath the pretentious snot
bubbling forth from your nose
and
hanging the end result on my refrigerator door
like macaroni art
Hepcat61
geoff cat
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Joined 27th Nov 2015
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NEVER GOOD ENOUGH
(a sonnet...)
It’s hated spawn I am, begun in her
Birthed in rebuke that truth and worth denied
My pain, the chorus sings, to all defer
For crazy is not real if bound inside
In writing songs, for words are all I had
That stopped the chorus so my words were heard
For hung in measure, truth might seem less mad
On fingered notes might speak it undeterred
Another harpy stripped that muse from me
Her only hallowed truth would now be mine
My truth imprisoned, her enforced decree
Yet madness brought me others of my kind
I offered them my truth and bought rebuff
And chorus echoes, “never good enough”
(a sonnet...)
It’s hated spawn I am, begun in her
Birthed in rebuke that truth and worth denied
My pain, the chorus sings, to all defer
For crazy is not real if bound inside
In writing songs, for words are all I had
That stopped the chorus so my words were heard
For hung in measure, truth might seem less mad
On fingered notes might speak it undeterred
Another harpy stripped that muse from me
Her only hallowed truth would now be mine
My truth imprisoned, her enforced decree
Yet madness brought me others of my kind
I offered them my truth and bought rebuff
And chorus echoes, “never good enough”
Hepcat61
geoff cat
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HEP-ATITUS
(a sonnet…what else?)
A plague of fetid blood so I’ve become
Who vomits only bile and drywall dust
In horrid little squares whose added sum
Is so much sewer pipe and iron rust
A blood that has no purpose left to serve
But poison heart that nothing should remain
A black oil crust that’s shredding every nerve
Like shards of ground glass coursing through my brain
I wish that I could open veins and smear
Cute rounded flowers everywhere I see
But even then would square on square appear
My blood coagulates in squares of scree
To vomit bloody squares is all I can
Which takes me back to where my shit began
(a sonnet…what else?)
A plague of fetid blood so I’ve become
Who vomits only bile and drywall dust
In horrid little squares whose added sum
Is so much sewer pipe and iron rust
A blood that has no purpose left to serve
But poison heart that nothing should remain
A black oil crust that’s shredding every nerve
Like shards of ground glass coursing through my brain
I wish that I could open veins and smear
Cute rounded flowers everywhere I see
But even then would square on square appear
My blood coagulates in squares of scree
To vomit bloody squares is all I can
Which takes me back to where my shit began
PsycoticMastermind
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Joined 20th Mar 2015
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Oh ..... a shiny cup to toss my car keys in.
Pho3nix19xx
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Joined 15th Jan 2016
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First off congrats to Psycotic Mastermind for the win and crimsin on being a fellow runner up with me. Big thanks goes out to everyone who entered and especially to Danii for hosting a great competition as well as giving me a runner up nod as well.