BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2020 1:39am
23rd Feb 2020 1:39am
"Purge" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 23/6/2013
Ya Know ... Big Virge Words ...
Are Built To Merge With ... " The Purge " ...
As In ... " The Flick " ...
That TRULY IS ... SICK ... !!!
But Here's The Trick ...
This Flick Has Some TWISTS That May Well PREDICT ....
A Future Where SIN Is A ... " Once A Year Thing " ... !?!
That's Where It BEGINS ...
As Do These Words I've Put Into Verse ...
I YES ...
PURGE The Urge To DENY What Hurts ...
So That I Stay Calmer ...
Rather Than Bring The DRAMA ...
Like These ... " Wannabee' Osamas' "...
Are Built To Merge With ... " The Purge " ...
As In ... " The Flick " ...
That TRULY IS ... SICK ... !!!
But Here's The Trick ...
This Flick Has Some TWISTS That May Well PREDICT ....
A Future Where SIN Is A ... " Once A Year Thing " ... !?!
That's Where It BEGINS ...
As Do These Words I've Put Into Verse ...
I YES ...
PURGE The Urge To DENY What Hurts ...
So That I Stay Calmer ...
Rather Than Bring The DRAMA ...
Like These ... " Wannabee' Osamas' "...
#dark
#evil
#humankind
#apocalypse
#temptation
14 reads
0 Comments
rosemary08
Poem Published
17th Feb 2020 5:06am
17th Feb 2020 5:06am
HE
He reeks of tobacco, leather, and industrial smoke, the kind that always billows in dingy factories. A smokey black haze that lingers in coughing fits around him, putrid but somehow comforting once you grow accustomed to it. Old chewed tobacco always clinging to his mouth and the lingering scent of his overused cologne is ever present. You never catch him without a cigarette dangling from his lips, and still you wonder how he has such a pretty smile after all these years. You watch him thinking... he came back sad. Not a normal rainy day sad. But a bone chilling, skin deep hurt that pierced...
#dark
#father
#heartbroken
#despair
#daughter
34 reads
3 Comments
BenJohnson
Darth Brooks
Darth Brooks
Poem Published
15th Feb 2020 3:30am
15th Feb 2020 3:30am
Smoke (New Draft)
There's not many things as beautiful as the way smoke brings an image to the movements of the air. It is sensitive to every little movement that is made around, even the smallest wave of a hand can send it into disarray. Moving as if it were life itself. They say a butterfly flapping its wings can cause a tornado hundreds of miles away. It makes you realize just how delicate the air is, and why there are groups in arms about whatever we put into it as a species.
I sat on the floor in a wide empty room. Basking in the brilliant blazes that danced below the chimney. Warming myself...
I sat on the floor in a wide empty room. Basking in the brilliant blazes that danced below the chimney. Warming myself...
#dark
#fiction
#scary
#ghosts
#nightmares
96 reads
1 Comment
direlegion
dire legion
dire legion
Poem Published
13th Feb 2020 6:29pm
13th Feb 2020 6:29pm
[SILENCE IS CONSENT] left, left, left right, left
#hate
#dark
#death
#evil
#greed
63 reads
12 Comments
miseryomy
Poem Published
12th Feb 2020 9:59pm
12th Feb 2020 9:59pm
Her anger 1 - 5
Her anger 1 (When I was two)
You pee your pants like a baby.
Here's a diaper for you.
Rubbing your nose in the mess.
Bad girl! I shout.
We do not pee our pants in this house!
Her anger 2 (When I was six)
Tied to the chair, it was time to eat.
Knowing I hated fish and canned beets.
She comes over taunts me with words.
The rest of them laugh as shes overheard.
Shove my face in it just like that diaper.
Tied to the chair no way I can fight her.
They all laugh in amusement as I am force fed.
Distant now just...
You pee your pants like a baby.
Here's a diaper for you.
Rubbing your nose in the mess.
Bad girl! I shout.
We do not pee our pants in this house!
Her anger 2 (When I was six)
Tied to the chair, it was time to eat.
Knowing I hated fish and canned beets.
She comes over taunts me with words.
The rest of them laugh as shes overheard.
Shove my face in it just like that diaper.
Tied to the chair no way I can fight her.
They all laugh in amusement as I am force fed.
Distant now just...
#anger
#rejection
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
33 reads
1 Comment
christianwayne
Poem Published
12th Feb 2020 7:37am
12th Feb 2020 7:37am
Maestro
Darkness falls as the fog creeps in
The Maestro hones his instruments, a composition to begin,
With cold steel gleaming in a flicker of gaslight
From Hell, he springs to conquer the night.
He haunts the East End of London wall to wall
The streets of Whitechapel his concert hall,
Specter of death embodiment of fear
Playing his hymns for the world to hear.
A composer in carnage patiently appraising his crowd
Seeking an ingénue to adorn with death’s worthy shroud,
To make her famous and immortality bestow
A Devil’s muse given as...
The Maestro hones his instruments, a composition to begin,
With cold steel gleaming in a flicker of gaslight
From Hell, he springs to conquer the night.
He haunts the East End of London wall to wall
The streets of Whitechapel his concert hall,
Specter of death embodiment of fear
Playing his hymns for the world to hear.
A composer in carnage patiently appraising his crowd
Seeking an ingénue to adorn with death’s worthy shroud,
To make her famous and immortality bestow
A Devil’s muse given as...
#dark
#murder
#death
#evil
#Britain
67 reads
5 Comments
JOY
Joybell
Joybell
Poem Published
11th Feb 2020 5:00am
11th Feb 2020 5:00am
The Red Queen
Want to hear a secret
Promise you won't tell....
Inside my minds' dark corners
Resides a living hell
Enthroned within, a three year old
Dubbed the Red Queen
Obey her commands
Surrender to her demands
Otherwise, she stomps and screams
A shriek so piercing
eardrums explode.
Abused by those in power
Feeling cheated, and alone
Cunning..
Batters her ocean blue eyes
Approach with caution.
Don't be fooled ...
Promise you won't tell....
Inside my minds' dark corners
Resides a living hell
Enthroned within, a three year old
Dubbed the Red Queen
Obey her commands
Surrender to her demands
Otherwise, she stomps and screams
A shriek so piercing
eardrums explode.
Abused by those in power
Feeling cheated, and alone
Cunning..
Batters her ocean blue eyes
Approach with caution.
Don't be fooled ...
#anger
#dark
#devil
#revenge
#hurt
64 reads
2 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
10th Feb 2020 10:50am
10th Feb 2020 10:50am
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#love
#dark
#identity
#spiritual
#surreal
110 reads
3 Comments
subrosa
Poem Published
9th Feb 2020 5:54am
9th Feb 2020 5:54am
Danse Macabre
Can you take me to the brink? Can you open the gates for me and show me oblivion? Can you prize open my reality with your speculum of power? Let me speak inside the void and listen to the echoes. Countlessness and innumerable in the universal choir.
Would you put your wide, rough hand over my gullet? Small, delicate throat, exposed. I know how the deer feels awe at the lion. Terrible and powerful, if I pass through this revolving door will I hold onto this captivated gaze with you? I want to always look at your eyes, deep wells of yearning for the release of pain through death. ...
Would you put your wide, rough hand over my gullet? Small, delicate throat, exposed. I know how the deer feels awe at the lion. Terrible and powerful, if I pass through this revolving door will I hold onto this captivated gaze with you? I want to always look at your eyes, deep wells of yearning for the release of pain through death. ...
#love
#dark
#death #inspirational
#death #inspirational
65 reads
3 Comments
NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
4th Feb 2020 8:32am
4th Feb 2020 8:32am
MY EARLY BIRTHDAY GIFT
#anger
#dark
#birthday
#frustration
#disappointment
71 reads
12 Comments
BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2020 00:32am
2nd Feb 2020 00:32am
"It Really is True !" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 18/3/2013
#anger
#jealousy
#dark
#shame
#hypocrisy
58 reads
0 Comments
NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
31st Jan 2020 5:26am
31st Jan 2020 5:26am
THE SECRET POLTERGEIST
Have you ever felt eyes giving a stare
When finally all alone
Turning around but nothing is there...
Strange????
Seems it likes seeing you by yourself at home
Secluded in the moments change...
Making no importance to your chills
You want to be brave
The ghost is nothing to get scared thrills
Always have bragged of it in a grave
It's all in the mind that one feels...
You watch your late-night flick
As finally made some buttered popcorn
Everything is cool and slick
As watching a baby be born
How...
When finally all alone
Turning around but nothing is there...
Strange????
Seems it likes seeing you by yourself at home
Secluded in the moments change...
Making no importance to your chills
You want to be brave
The ghost is nothing to get scared thrills
Always have bragged of it in a grave
It's all in the mind that one feels...
You watch your late-night flick
As finally made some buttered popcorn
Everything is cool and slick
As watching a baby be born
How...
#dark
#evil
#scary
#ghosts
#mystery
64 reads
6 Comments
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