Submissions by BeyondPoeticKiller
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a homicidal poet. All of my poems has to have blood in it.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Jul 2013 8:22pm
11th Jul 2013 8:22pm
White Butterfly.
I lied down in all white,
But splashes of blood stained it.
A river of red flowed peacefully out of my wrist
As the room around me blurred.
I felt myself drifting away peacefully in sting.
Through a vast meadow of pretty flowers.
I flopped my wings along the sun beams.
There I lied with the beauty of killing in front of me.
Blood puddles surrounded my laying body.
In all white I dressed.
Splashes of crimson...
White butterfly, splashed with red
Lands upon crimson.
Absorb the beauty and let life blur this room.
In this...
But splashes of blood stained it.
A river of red flowed peacefully out of my wrist
As the room around me blurred.
I felt myself drifting away peacefully in sting.
Through a vast meadow of pretty flowers.
I flopped my wings along the sun beams.
There I lied with the beauty of killing in front of me.
Blood puddles surrounded my laying body.
In all white I dressed.
Splashes of crimson...
White butterfly, splashed with red
Lands upon crimson.
Absorb the beauty and let life blur this room.
In this...
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Jul 2013 7:25pm
11th Jul 2013 7:25pm
Sun Downs...
These dark nights.
Like a vampire in lust for blood.
Somber nights of fear.
I enter homes from locked doors and broken windows.
From the shade, where I await during the day.
When the sun falls,
I'll return again with sharp metal that glistens off the streetlights.
The glistening blinds you before you bleed.
During the cool of night, I look for my prey.
Whoever is brave enough to walk the streets this late at night.
The sharp baiser of my blade is so deadly.
In darkness you fall to your knees.
Another sharp kiss from my blade,
Across the...
Like a vampire in lust for blood.
Somber nights of fear.
I enter homes from locked doors and broken windows.
From the shade, where I await during the day.
When the sun falls,
I'll return again with sharp metal that glistens off the streetlights.
The glistening blinds you before you bleed.
During the cool of night, I look for my prey.
Whoever is brave enough to walk the streets this late at night.
The sharp baiser of my blade is so deadly.
In darkness you fall to your knees.
Another sharp kiss from my blade,
Across the...
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Jun 2013 11:22pm
30th Jun 2013 11:22pm
Darkness Spreads Over My Art.
In that day, the sun was covered by the clouds.
Not enought light, so darkness surround.
I clutch my fist and trembled in fright.
I sat down my chainsaw and began to write:
"As far as darkness goes,
My nights have been even darker.
Darkness filled my eyes.
Too dark to witness my murders.
My paintings are ruined!"
Because true art is in red.
The world around my killings have became dark.
How can I laugh at the dead,
When my fear is what darkness larks?
I ran my chainsaw again
And felt the warm blood splash upon...
Not enought light, so darkness surround.
I clutch my fist and trembled in fright.
I sat down my chainsaw and began to write:
"As far as darkness goes,
My nights have been even darker.
Darkness filled my eyes.
Too dark to witness my murders.
My paintings are ruined!"
Because true art is in red.
The world around my killings have became dark.
How can I laugh at the dead,
When my fear is what darkness larks?
I ran my chainsaw again
And felt the warm blood splash upon...
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STORY POEM
Published
10th Oct 2012 11:17pm
10th Oct 2012 11:17pm
"Beyond.... Play Nice."
Said Teacher as I kicked down Timmy's block tower.
He screamed and cried.
"Now look what you did. Beyond, time out."
=(
Timmy's a stupid cry baby!
I stole bubble gum from one of the big kids during recess.
After I finished chewing it,
during nap time I stretched it out and stuck it all over Sally's hair.
Sally woke up sad, but I told her
"Don't worry Sally. I'll help you get the gum out."
I took scissors and cut her hair into patches.
Sally's mom yelled and screamed.
Sally had to wear a hat for a month.
At the...
He screamed and cried.
"Now look what you did. Beyond, time out."
=(
Timmy's a stupid cry baby!
I stole bubble gum from one of the big kids during recess.
After I finished chewing it,
during nap time I stretched it out and stuck it all over Sally's hair.
Sally woke up sad, but I told her
"Don't worry Sally. I'll help you get the gum out."
I took scissors and cut her hair into patches.
Sally's mom yelled and screamed.
Sally had to wear a hat for a month.
At the...
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STORY POEM
Published
10th Oct 2012 2:44am
10th Oct 2012 2:44am
Sleep is Your Witness.
I lied my drunken head,
Upon the stones in the vineyard.
And shut my restless eyes,
Because sleep withholds the act of slashing.
Where the horrors I've commited will repeat itself.
Each night, the killings will haunt me through the dark.
So I trembled away from the horrors that sent me here.
After weeks of long sleepless nights,
I drifted with the thought of murder on my mind.
With the strong smell of wine,
That once inspired me to lift my blade.
My head soundly pressed against the stones.
Sleep... Is my only witness. ...
Upon the stones in the vineyard.
And shut my restless eyes,
Because sleep withholds the act of slashing.
Where the horrors I've commited will repeat itself.
Each night, the killings will haunt me through the dark.
So I trembled away from the horrors that sent me here.
After weeks of long sleepless nights,
I drifted with the thought of murder on my mind.
With the strong smell of wine,
That once inspired me to lift my blade.
My head soundly pressed against the stones.
Sleep... Is my only witness. ...
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Oct 2012 4:28am
6th Oct 2012 4:28am
Je saigne.
Je me suis mal souvent...
C'est l'arnaque qui me donne un certain sentiment.
Je saigne...
Je suppose que j'ai été dans la luxure,
Depuis trop longtemps.
Mais, alors que ma lame est dans ma chair...
Ma chair est une ouverture.
Où l'obscurité environnante peut s'échapper en.
Je saigne...
My life away.
Et dans un sommeil paisible.
Où j'ai crier à mes cauchemars
Et dites-leur de s'en aller.
Où mon sang est chaud inside out.
Congélation pas plus.
C'est l'arnaque qui me donne un certain sentiment.
Je saigne...
Je suppose que j'ai été dans la luxure,
Depuis trop longtemps.
Mais, alors que ma lame est dans ma chair...
Ma chair est une ouverture.
Où l'obscurité environnante peut s'échapper en.
Je saigne...
My life away.
Et dans un sommeil paisible.
Où j'ai crier à mes cauchemars
Et dites-leur de s'en aller.
Où mon sang est chaud inside out.
Congélation pas plus.
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
4th Oct 2012 00:39am
4th Oct 2012 00:39am
Oh Glorious Father.
Will you shine your light upon me?
To cleanse my corrupted spirit once,
And the blood I've spilled.
Dagger in my hand, I pray to you.
As a stained angelic figure,
I must feel you.
Oh Glorious Father,
I hold this cross in my red stained hands.
I've murdered,
But the love that I carry for you,
Will forever remain strong.
I must hear you.
Oh Glorious Father,
Don't I know Christ?
I bow my head and shut my restless eyes.
So that the horror I've commited is unseen.
What have I done for a joyful feeling like...
To cleanse my corrupted spirit once,
And the blood I've spilled.
Dagger in my hand, I pray to you.
As a stained angelic figure,
I must feel you.
Oh Glorious Father,
I hold this cross in my red stained hands.
I've murdered,
But the love that I carry for you,
Will forever remain strong.
I must hear you.
Oh Glorious Father,
Don't I know Christ?
I bow my head and shut my restless eyes.
So that the horror I've commited is unseen.
What have I done for a joyful feeling like...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Jul 2012 2:19am
19th Jul 2012 2:19am
Casting Skyward.
I am the stalker who is hunting death.
So that when we decide to cut into our flesh
Til' peace,
No flames or darkness will bring us down.
Because both of our lives equals pain that is constant.
Deeply I will slash through your soul.
And grant you the everlasting peace you lust for.
Silently and bloody,
I will take your head and set your angel to flight.
Blood on our white.
When there is just us alone in this forest.
I will tie this noose and hang you high.
Because both of our dreams is to live in the sky.
To be two...
So that when we decide to cut into our flesh
Til' peace,
No flames or darkness will bring us down.
Because both of our lives equals pain that is constant.
Deeply I will slash through your soul.
And grant you the everlasting peace you lust for.
Silently and bloody,
I will take your head and set your angel to flight.
Blood on our white.
When there is just us alone in this forest.
I will tie this noose and hang you high.
Because both of our dreams is to live in the sky.
To be two...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
11th Jul 2012 00:44am
11th Jul 2012 00:44am
My Love Lies Bleeding
My love, each day with you,
My thirst grow stronger.
You're so beautiful.
Smooth pale skin, long brown hair.
I'd kill to witness how a cut would look,
On your precious skin.
What makes my thirst even stronger,
Is when you dress yourself in white.
And with your blood that I have yet to witness.
You tease me.
How could you my love? T_T
Keep such a pleasure away from me?
I must stab through your heart.
Watch you bleed beautifully.
My love lies bleeding.
My thirst grow stronger.
You're so beautiful.
Smooth pale skin, long brown hair.
I'd kill to witness how a cut would look,
On your precious skin.
What makes my thirst even stronger,
Is when you dress yourself in white.
And with your blood that I have yet to witness.
You tease me.
How could you my love? T_T
Keep such a pleasure away from me?
I must stab through your heart.
Watch you bleed beautifully.
My love lies bleeding.
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2012 00:02am
23rd Mar 2012 00:02am
Your Eyes Glisten Like my Blade.
Lay your glare on bad news
Chouette
Your claret covers razor blades
You slumber into a dark abyss
Finding the gleam to chase after.
To bring joy into your last days
Silver metal to makes crimson and the taste of rust
You lick the blood off of your knife,
And cut your tongue against it's sharpness.
Your victims lay their eyes on something dark.
Once the life fades from their eyes
Into the fire they go.
You grabbed her by the neck
Squeezed the life out of her
Wonderment filled your thoughts.
As you stare blank at blood on...
Chouette
Your claret covers razor blades
You slumber into a dark abyss
Finding the gleam to chase after.
To bring joy into your last days
Silver metal to makes crimson and the taste of rust
You lick the blood off of your knife,
And cut your tongue against it's sharpness.
Your victims lay their eyes on something dark.
Once the life fades from their eyes
Into the fire they go.
You grabbed her by the neck
Squeezed the life out of her
Wonderment filled your thoughts.
As you stare blank at blood on...
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