Thor_Azine
Poem Published
24th May 2024 9:16pm
24th May 2024 9:16pm
Eroticism of Violence
She tripped on someone’s bad idea
I suppose it hurt some
maybe she’ll let me taste the blood
and tickle the big guns
Shooting dope and wearing clown shoes
she falls on her big red nose
testifying that’s she’s dumb
behind the make up
She looks good wearing red
no need to kill her
but I might still
She slips on heels and eats some boots
so her teeth are bleeding
I want to strip away her veins
and drink pain from the flies
Malnutrition, I taste the bones
I still feel her on my tongue ...
I suppose it hurt some
maybe she’ll let me taste the blood
and tickle the big guns
Shooting dope and wearing clown shoes
she falls on her big red nose
testifying that’s she’s dumb
behind the make up
She looks good wearing red
no need to kill her
but I might still
She slips on heels and eats some boots
so her teeth are bleeding
I want to strip away her veins
and drink pain from the flies
Malnutrition, I taste the bones
I still feel her on my tongue ...
#death
#hate
#manipulation
20 reads
5 Comments
Ashleysworld
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 11:58am
9th Nov 2024 11:58am
Your killer (burned alive)
#death
21 reads
1 Comment
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2017 2:25am
22nd Sep 2017 2:25am
PRISON CELL
Here I am sitting in my prison cell
No one notices; no one can tell
My body in physical form is free
But my immortal soul-the real me
Is chained and locked away
A smile I carry day after day
But a heaviness I carry deep in the soul
Where no one can see...no one knows.
The knowledge that I may have fallen from grace
Living my younger days in total disgrace
Wearying the Lord and making Him cry
Taking for granted that for me He died
It cost me nothing and He asked for nothing in return
But doing the right thing I didn't...
No one notices; no one can tell
My body in physical form is free
But my immortal soul-the real me
Is chained and locked away
A smile I carry day after day
But a heaviness I carry deep in the soul
Where no one can see...no one knows.
The knowledge that I may have fallen from grace
Living my younger days in total disgrace
Wearying the Lord and making Him cry
Taking for granted that for me He died
It cost me nothing and He asked for nothing in return
But doing the right thing I didn't...
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#death
#prison
23 reads
7 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
19th Jun 2024 10:54pm
19th Jun 2024 10:54pm
She Wolf
I dreamt about her so vividly
she was the one who was coming for me
eyes as intense as the fire sun
Her coat so soft and always wants to run
I would never claim this spirit of hers
the she-wolf with a coat of snow
There were times when I came home to see
She lay sprawled out on the couch you see
She gave me a look as if So what
you were not here so I was free
Then something awful happened one day
I took her to the doctor and didn't want to hear what he...
she was the one who was coming for me
eyes as intense as the fire sun
Her coat so soft and always wants to run
I would never claim this spirit of hers
the she-wolf with a coat of snow
There were times when I came home to see
She lay sprawled out on the couch you see
She gave me a look as if So what
you were not here so I was free
Then something awful happened one day
I took her to the doctor and didn't want to hear what he...
#death
#sadness
23 reads
14 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:01am
Yesterday 00:01am
Breathless (2024)
sometimes hovering overhead -
no more breathing in -
we're the ones who after death
awaken to begin
total transformation
from who we were before
by feeling the sensation
of forever more
slipping through the universe
in a flash, a blink
for a moment to be immersed
in where we are synced
spiraling, revolving
drums beating as we spin
attuned to what's evolving
in wherever we begin
hovering overhead
as we again begin
to transform from being dead
to again breathe in...
no more breathing in -
we're the ones who after death
awaken to begin
total transformation
from who we were before
by feeling the sensation
of forever more
slipping through the universe
in a flash, a blink
for a moment to be immersed
in where we are synced
spiraling, revolving
drums beating as we spin
attuned to what's evolving
in wherever we begin
hovering overhead
as we again begin
to transform from being dead
to again breathe in...
#death
23 reads
0 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
19th Jun 2024 11:28pm
19th Jun 2024 11:28pm
She Wolf 2
She’s limping
This is not her
She has an open wound
Through her white fur
She’s my baby
She was never my pet
I protected her
So I took her to the vet
The looks they gave
I knew it was not good
The comfort I gave
Was to make her feel good
They took an xray
Another doctor came in
The message he conveyed
Made everything grim
Its not only the wound we see that often
It’s her heart and other organs
She is in pain, even if she does not show it
I leave it to you to decide how to...
This is not her
She has an open wound
Through her white fur
She’s my baby
She was never my pet
I protected her
So I took her to the vet
The looks they gave
I knew it was not good
The comfort I gave
Was to make her feel good
They took an xray
Another doctor came in
The message he conveyed
Made everything grim
Its not only the wound we see that often
It’s her heart and other organs
She is in pain, even if she does not show it
I leave it to you to decide how to...
#death
#grief
26 reads
11 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2024 9:51pm
3rd Jul 2024 9:51pm
Never Thought Myself Garbage
The distillation of my heart
leaves condensation upon my
brow, that which bled now
coagulated, a stroke of luck
Cold roll the beads downward
as so the countenance falls,
cloudless rain besets and
will not be absorbed
Though the crucifixion imagined
the nails hurt none the less
and I without a Magdalena cry
myself to sleep
The ache of bone beneath
aged flesh speaks to a well
travelled road, oceans between
us, my throat still dry
You left me to die in the desert
no kiss goodbye to...
leaves condensation upon my
brow, that which bled now
coagulated, a stroke of luck
Cold roll the beads downward
as so the countenance falls,
cloudless rain besets and
will not be absorbed
Though the crucifixion imagined
the nails hurt none the less
and I without a Magdalena cry
myself to sleep
The ache of bone beneath
aged flesh speaks to a well
travelled road, oceans between
us, my throat still dry
You left me to die in the desert
no kiss goodbye to...
#death
#grief
#rejection #suffering
#rejection #suffering
26 reads
10 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 8:00pm
28th Jun 2024 8:00pm
Fated
The breathtaking twilight blooms
and doom perches on the constellations.
The formation of the shadows prophesied.
I remain agonized in this silent night.
Blight has settled into my garden.
Pardon the mess of my wilted dreams.
Screams echo still, tombed in my chest.
There will be no rest in my efflorescence.
My essence is dispirited, and I anguish.
Left to languish in mourning
as it has put a stop to my aborning hope.
Maybe I can find a way to cope without my haven,
but the ravens have come calling.
I find...
and doom perches on the constellations.
The formation of the shadows prophesied.
I remain agonized in this silent night.
Blight has settled into my garden.
Pardon the mess of my wilted dreams.
Screams echo still, tombed in my chest.
There will be no rest in my efflorescence.
My essence is dispirited, and I anguish.
Left to languish in mourning
as it has put a stop to my aborning hope.
Maybe I can find a way to cope without my haven,
but the ravens have come calling.
I find...
#dark
#death
27 reads
10 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 9:01pm
6th Nov 2024 9:01pm
Brine Song
Priest kissed those cold clay lips
Form mutilated on battle between ships
A gift given back from grey seas
Fish and brine ate up everything below the knee
Once a man of honor, strong and bold
A warrior forged in fire and mold
He sailed beneath both storm and star
To find his fate in realms afar
A tale of powder’s burn and sabres’ flash
Of cannon’s roar and timbers’ crash
Where mortal form on reefs was dashed
And hope, like sails, to tatters lashed
The waves bore witness, fierce and grim
As bloodied waters...
Form mutilated on battle between ships
A gift given back from grey seas
Fish and brine ate up everything below the knee
Once a man of honor, strong and bold
A warrior forged in fire and mold
He sailed beneath both storm and star
To find his fate in realms afar
A tale of powder’s burn and sabres’ flash
Of cannon’s roar and timbers’ crash
Where mortal form on reefs was dashed
And hope, like sails, to tatters lashed
The waves bore witness, fierce and grim
As bloodied waters...
#conflict
#dark
#death
#sea
#water
29 reads
0 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 1:52pm
4th Nov 2024 1:52pm
A Flame of Decay
O Fire, thou art a spectral breath
That fans decay to feasts of death
Thy embered kiss on flesh doth creep
In darkened halls where silence weeps
What ghostly hunger dost thou crave
To turn the strong to ashen grave?
In twisting dance, thy tendrils coil
To rend the bone and flesh to soil
Alas, the frame, in sinewed pride
Is but a pyre where worms reside
A hallowed form, so wrought in vain
Consumed, unmade by thy disdain
Thus flesh returns to dust’s embrace
Where fire leaves naught of earthly grace
An...
That fans decay to feasts of death
Thy embered kiss on flesh doth creep
In darkened halls where silence weeps
What ghostly hunger dost thou crave
To turn the strong to ashen grave?
In twisting dance, thy tendrils coil
To rend the bone and flesh to soil
Alas, the frame, in sinewed pride
Is but a pyre where worms reside
A hallowed form, so wrought in vain
Consumed, unmade by thy disdain
Thus flesh returns to dust’s embrace
Where fire leaves naught of earthly grace
An...
#dark
#death
#fire
#rhyming
#shadows
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0 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
16th May 2024 3:06am
16th May 2024 3:06am
When She Met Archer
Here lies Miss Challenge Accepted.
“I’ll put the apple on my head.”
is what she said.
Then she hit the floor,
and could say no more.
Looks like fate intercepted.
“I’ll put the apple on my head.”
is what she said.
Then she hit the floor,
and could say no more.
Looks like fate intercepted.
#death
#funny
#love
33 reads
20 Comments
AaHarvey
Poem Published
14th Sep 2024 10:00pm
14th Sep 2024 10:00pm
0 - Unfinished Poetry 2
Tragic
It’s tragically tragic that you took all my magic.
I’m feeling so empty, where once I wrote aplenty,
But now I’m a memory.
A shell without thought, the sale of the century.
I’ve oversold and been bought like a Walmart racket.
No hope in brackets, just cold hard truth,
Dispensed unto you.
So seize the lightning when it strikes,
Before your heart goes out on strike.
No love to write Poetry exists in my day,
Just a fleeting illusion of what I once was.
The Wizard of Oz is dead and gone.
He’s...
It’s tragically tragic that you took all my magic.
I’m feeling so empty, where once I wrote aplenty,
But now I’m a memory.
A shell without thought, the sale of the century.
I’ve oversold and been bought like a Walmart racket.
No hope in brackets, just cold hard truth,
Dispensed unto you.
So seize the lightning when it strikes,
Before your heart goes out on strike.
No love to write Poetry exists in my day,
Just a fleeting illusion of what I once was.
The Wizard of Oz is dead and gone.
He’s...
#death
33 reads
0 Comments
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