Submissions by Krosgood (Violence)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I like to write about the darker side of the imagination. Dreams, nightmares and psychological horror. Some would say I suffer from night terror,s but I embrace them.
DARK POEM
Published
9th Oct 2014 10:09pm
9th Oct 2014 10:09pm
Robbing a grave
The cold air keeps a creeping fog low within the grounds
Providing perfect cover as the howl of wolves mask the sounds
The full moons shine lights the blackest of shadow
So no need for a lantern and its uninvited glow
The putrid smell oh so pungent works its way inside
Sweetly rotten fumes afloat are taken in by heavy sighs
Splinters deep within the dirty bleeding finger tips
Prove no hinder to the working of a grave diggers grip
Fingers give so easily these rings are almost free
Proving higher difficulty is prying gold from the teeth
The...
Providing perfect cover as the howl of wolves mask the sounds
The full moons shine lights the blackest of shadow
So no need for a lantern and its uninvited glow
The putrid smell oh so pungent works its way inside
Sweetly rotten fumes afloat are taken in by heavy sighs
Splinters deep within the dirty bleeding finger tips
Prove no hinder to the working of a grave diggers grip
Fingers give so easily these rings are almost free
Proving higher difficulty is prying gold from the teeth
The...
705 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Oct 2014 2:19am
8th Oct 2014 2:19am
The Creature Winter
Can you hear it
Your walls creaking
The trees outside scraping
The dogs barking
The wind blowing
Can you see it
Leaning against your walls
Crawling through those trees
Startling the dogs
Breathing on your window
Can you feel it
Standing right behind you
I can hear it
Claws scraping along my walls
Causing leaves to fall
Ushering the dogs inside
Fogging up my window
I can see it
Cold in my bedroom
Withering the leaves
Making the dogs shiver
I dare not open the window
I can feel it...
Your walls creaking
The trees outside scraping
The dogs barking
The wind blowing
Can you see it
Leaning against your walls
Crawling through those trees
Startling the dogs
Breathing on your window
Can you feel it
Standing right behind you
I can hear it
Claws scraping along my walls
Causing leaves to fall
Ushering the dogs inside
Fogging up my window
I can see it
Cold in my bedroom
Withering the leaves
Making the dogs shiver
I dare not open the window
I can feel it...
636 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Aug 2014 1:51am
18th Aug 2014 1:51am
Bedtime horror haiku #6
When your hair stands up
For no good reason at all
Sometimes death misses
For no good reason at all
Sometimes death misses
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Jul 2014 10:41pm
31st Jul 2014 10:41pm
Do as you are told (Doomed by humanity entry)
With the quarters of humanity getting closer
The fight for space becomes more intense with each day
Religion plays such a heavy roll in so many lives
Every god says the other is a pack of lies
Bomb off the Jesus
And crucify Mohammad
Fuck all religions
Why can’t you get off it?
It’s what’s killing us all
Believing the unseen
You’re wrong so self-righteous
It’s all but a dream
If killing the innocent is what your god demands
Then you take up arms and give no second chance
Without an original thought you do as you’re...
The fight for space becomes more intense with each day
Religion plays such a heavy roll in so many lives
Every god says the other is a pack of lies
Bomb off the Jesus
And crucify Mohammad
Fuck all religions
Why can’t you get off it?
It’s what’s killing us all
Believing the unseen
You’re wrong so self-righteous
It’s all but a dream
If killing the innocent is what your god demands
Then you take up arms and give no second chance
Without an original thought you do as you’re...
662 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
31st Jul 2014 5:00am
31st Jul 2014 5:00am
The Devil's Marauder
The severed heads of screaming kings still warm upon the stake
The corpses twitch as the heart slowly dies
Hear the lamentations echo down the halls from the queens
Feed the women's cries
He taints the holy water with just his presence
Clutching the blade of infernal damnation
Horns break through a hellbent skull
Riding the wings of annihilation
His mouth overflows with blasphemy
With rage imbued with hellfire's scorn
He burns the church of Christianity
All will die so none can mourn
Bow down before the inverted...
The corpses twitch as the heart slowly dies
Hear the lamentations echo down the halls from the queens
Feed the women's cries
He taints the holy water with just his presence
Clutching the blade of infernal damnation
Horns break through a hellbent skull
Riding the wings of annihilation
His mouth overflows with blasphemy
With rage imbued with hellfire's scorn
He burns the church of Christianity
All will die so none can mourn
Bow down before the inverted...
738 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th Jul 2014 7:11am
27th Jul 2014 7:11am
The Thing of nightmares
I dreamt in a series of dreams the other night like never before
I discovered new levels of the subconscious
And place between being awake and asleep, being asleep, and then there's that lucid state of dreaming that we all know about but few experience
I've heard of the sandman but this wasn't his work
Whatever it was it didn't help or make me fall asleep, it was more like it wouldn't let me wake up
Staring at me from the corner of my bedroom as a shadow
It fed me nightmares, or was I feeding it?
I swear I was having night terrors before I...
I discovered new levels of the subconscious
And place between being awake and asleep, being asleep, and then there's that lucid state of dreaming that we all know about but few experience
I've heard of the sandman but this wasn't his work
Whatever it was it didn't help or make me fall asleep, it was more like it wouldn't let me wake up
Staring at me from the corner of my bedroom as a shadow
It fed me nightmares, or was I feeding it?
I swear I was having night terrors before I...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jul 2014 10:51pm
14th Jul 2014 10:51pm
Haunting my imagination
Down the hall I hear some footsteps
A voice keeps saying my name
Nobody is here but still I listen
Placing faces to the game
Around the corner I feel a presence
When I make the bend I'm still alone
I sit by myself and think of you
These thoughts they haunt my home
You're here but not, so I stretch my imagination
Reaching out to touch
And dis corporeal warmth I feel
You're the ghost of my infatuation
In dreams I see your silhouette
Flesh wrapped on a beautiful frame
Regaining consciousness these visions linger
You are the voice...
A voice keeps saying my name
Nobody is here but still I listen
Placing faces to the game
Around the corner I feel a presence
When I make the bend I'm still alone
I sit by myself and think of you
These thoughts they haunt my home
You're here but not, so I stretch my imagination
Reaching out to touch
And dis corporeal warmth I feel
You're the ghost of my infatuation
In dreams I see your silhouette
Flesh wrapped on a beautiful frame
Regaining consciousness these visions linger
You are the voice...
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Jul 2014 5:48pm
14th Jul 2014 5:48pm
Lycanthropic winter pt 2/2
Into the fire
The passing weeks had come and gone
I watched the sun set two dozen times
But none with the anticipation I felt like this
I could feel a sudden shift but never saw the signs
I would sleep within the fires light
In fear of the wolves menacing eyes
No need for light upon this night
For the moon in full would start to rise
An unusual silence shrouded the forest
Accompanied by a strange stillness
It is like the animals and weather were avoiding me
Like I was plagued by some contagious illness
Slowly the stars...
The passing weeks had come and gone
I watched the sun set two dozen times
But none with the anticipation I felt like this
I could feel a sudden shift but never saw the signs
I would sleep within the fires light
In fear of the wolves menacing eyes
No need for light upon this night
For the moon in full would start to rise
An unusual silence shrouded the forest
Accompanied by a strange stillness
It is like the animals and weather were avoiding me
Like I was plagued by some contagious illness
Slowly the stars...
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Jul 2014 11:51pm
8th Jul 2014 11:51pm
The sun lies beyond the clouds
To sup of such sweet nectar
Dilutes the venom instilled within
Bringing a new palpitating rhythm
To this body’s beating engine
Walking naked circles in the intersection
The point where these two paths meet
Both heavily laden with footsteps and trampled
Yet course stone brings callous to bare feet
Let us beat down a new path
Through the overgrowth of mystery
And wander through the thickened foliage
To the light which pierces through the shade of canopies
Defrost the ice left from past years
Shed...
Dilutes the venom instilled within
Bringing a new palpitating rhythm
To this body’s beating engine
Walking naked circles in the intersection
The point where these two paths meet
Both heavily laden with footsteps and trampled
Yet course stone brings callous to bare feet
Let us beat down a new path
Through the overgrowth of mystery
And wander through the thickened foliage
To the light which pierces through the shade of canopies
Defrost the ice left from past years
Shed...
738 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Jun 2014 9:37pm
25th Jun 2014 9:37pm
An invitation to horror
The sun begins its fall behind the horizon
And the battle between night and day wage in the evenings favor
Soon the sun will hide its face like titan
And the moon will spice the landscape with its blackened flavor
Seldom loved and rarely do you savor
The night time and all it's glory
You wish for daylight come your savior
But in the dark lies another story
And the battle between night and day wage in the evenings favor
Soon the sun will hide its face like titan
And the moon will spice the landscape with its blackened flavor
Seldom loved and rarely do you savor
The night time and all it's glory
You wish for daylight come your savior
But in the dark lies another story
739 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Jun 2014 6:30pm
1st Jun 2014 6:30pm
Lycanthropic winter (part 1/2) -The rise and fall
It was mid winter
The month I'm not sure
Nineteen twenty something
These days are a blur
I coexist amongst the animals
And live off the land
I hunt what is needed
All but my rifle made by hand
Awakened by a sound so significant
The howling seemed monstrous underneath the moon
I've heard the wolves before but this time it was different
I've heard the tales before but never thought them true
I loaded my gun but little did I know
The events that lay before me
The beast I was about to meet
Would forever be transforming...
The month I'm not sure
Nineteen twenty something
These days are a blur
I coexist amongst the animals
And live off the land
I hunt what is needed
All but my rifle made by hand
Awakened by a sound so significant
The howling seemed monstrous underneath the moon
I've heard the wolves before but this time it was different
I've heard the tales before but never thought them true
I loaded my gun but little did I know
The events that lay before me
The beast I was about to meet
Would forever be transforming...
938 reads
2 Comments
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