AmyMMosier
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 10:16pm
7th Jan 2025 10:16pm
Neither one waiting at the bend
Neither one waiting at the bend
Nor stationed upon the hill
Was present to make offense
Or entertain some evil will.
A breeze came, another went -
Rattling the bursages
As a creeping serpent
Going into hiding does.
If I died right here -
How many lonesome clouds -
How many foraging birds
Would pass by before I was found?
Would the beloved sun
Care to kiss me good-bye?
Would the angels of the canyon
Guide me on my flight?
Nor stationed upon the hill
Was present to make offense
Or entertain some evil will.
A breeze came, another went -
Rattling the bursages
As a creeping serpent
Going into hiding does.
If I died right here -
How many lonesome clouds -
How many foraging birds
Would pass by before I was found?
Would the beloved sun
Care to kiss me good-bye?
Would the angels of the canyon
Guide me on my flight?
#death
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 7:26pm
7th Jan 2025 7:26pm
All My Children
God told me to kill you, so I can stay alive
I slay children
I enjoy to see them in pain
I slay children
Bounded in shackles & chains
I slay children
Lure them in with colorful gum
I slay children
Their last day of having fun
I'll detonate the school bus
Blast out the tires
Explosion so grand
Kids dead from the fire
You all need to die
and that's the price you pay
I'm taking away your precious one
Could be tomorrow or maybe today
I have no regrets
I have no remorse
Stop...
I slay children
I enjoy to see them in pain
I slay children
Bounded in shackles & chains
I slay children
Lure them in with colorful gum
I slay children
Their last day of having fun
I'll detonate the school bus
Blast out the tires
Explosion so grand
Kids dead from the fire
You all need to die
and that's the price you pay
I'm taking away your precious one
Could be tomorrow or maybe today
I have no regrets
I have no remorse
Stop...
#children
#dark
#death
#MentalHealth
#murder
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 1:46pm
7th Jan 2025 1:46pm
Becoming Ash
Cremation is my chosen final act.
May I become ash
to nourish the shores
where I was conceived.
In moments of passion,
I envision my flesh ablaze,
a withering torch.
Will my remains still pulse
with unquenched desire?
While I live, my eyes open wide
with longing,
and my arms extend in yearning,
not for rescue
but for embrace.
Yet the flames are too fierce.
My lovers do not hear my cries.
Burning, oh that ultimate,
bittersweet embrace with death.
I will relinquish...
May I become ash
to nourish the shores
where I was conceived.
In moments of passion,
I envision my flesh ablaze,
a withering torch.
Will my remains still pulse
with unquenched desire?
While I live, my eyes open wide
with longing,
and my arms extend in yearning,
not for rescue
but for embrace.
Yet the flames are too fierce.
My lovers do not hear my cries.
Burning, oh that ultimate,
bittersweet embrace with death.
I will relinquish...
#death
#LifeCycle
#lust
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 8:15am
7th Jan 2025 8:15am
Torn For Eternity
Take your place within the fire
Let the flames consume and churn
They feed upon your mortal desire
Reducing souls to ash for an urn
The image of life begins to fade
Flickering shadows of the past
Skin peels as fire’s blade is laid
A tormenting burn to forever last
Opulence born of human pride
Meets its end at the threshold’s flare
Under burning wrath, no sins can hide
Cleansing flames lay the spirit bare
Lost to heat in a foreign sphere
Where the damned and broken are wed
The air reeks thick of sulphurous...
Let the flames consume and churn
They feed upon your mortal desire
Reducing souls to ash for an urn
The image of life begins to fade
Flickering shadows of the past
Skin peels as fire’s blade is laid
A tormenting burn to forever last
Opulence born of human pride
Meets its end at the threshold’s flare
Under burning wrath, no sins can hide
Cleansing flames lay the spirit bare
Lost to heat in a foreign sphere
Where the damned and broken are wed
The air reeks thick of sulphurous...
#death
#fire
#hell
#memories
#nightmares
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 8:58pm
6th Jan 2025 8:58pm
The Insidious Decay
Clambering through the frosted wood
I seek the warmth of hearth and home
Somewhere pure, somewhere good
With family and leather tomes
My feet falter at the village's edge
Yet the cold does not sting my skin
To them, I’d sworn a sacred pledge
I’d return, though laden with sin
Oh, how I long to see their face
Lifted from the frozen ground
I even brought fine sheets and lace
So happy now to be found
I knock upon their wooden door
It opens, and I sense their fear
Their trembling hands drop items to the floor ...
I seek the warmth of hearth and home
Somewhere pure, somewhere good
With family and leather tomes
My feet falter at the village's edge
Yet the cold does not sting my skin
To them, I’d sworn a sacred pledge
I’d return, though laden with sin
Oh, how I long to see their face
Lifted from the frozen ground
I even brought fine sheets and lace
So happy now to be found
I knock upon their wooden door
It opens, and I sense their fear
Their trembling hands drop items to the floor ...
#dark
#death
#fear
#graveyard
#separation
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 8:36pm
6th Jan 2025 8:36pm
A Plague of The Blood
Hiding behind these castle gates
The peasantry left to crueler fates
Mounting piles of the nameless dead
While within, we prosper, well-fed
Let the wretched masses die
And let their lifeless corpses lie
Crimson rivers endlessly flow
From orifices where the red devil shows
The maroon death leaves its cursed mark
Counting breaths till light turns dark
But here, within these hallowed walls
We scoff as the outside world falls
Among my noble peers, I confide
We’re safe, immune to the strife outside
Let the...
The peasantry left to crueler fates
Mounting piles of the nameless dead
While within, we prosper, well-fed
Let the wretched masses die
And let their lifeless corpses lie
Crimson rivers endlessly flow
From orifices where the red devil shows
The maroon death leaves its cursed mark
Counting breaths till light turns dark
But here, within these hallowed walls
We scoff as the outside world falls
Among my noble peers, I confide
We’re safe, immune to the strife outside
Let the...
#anxiety
#dark
#death
#fear
#illness
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Secret_poet
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 7:46pm
6th Jan 2025 7:46pm
Unwanted Double Date
Another year, the calendar turns,
Still silent, where your laughter learns
To echo in the empty air.
Today, a birthday,oh, the joy you'd share,
A happy day, you're two...bright new start,
But grief still tightly, clenches to my heart.
December eighth, a dreaded double date,
Your birth and your death, a cruel, harsh fate.
A life unborn, a future grim,
A world you never entered in.
No childhood joys, no sunlit days,
Just shadowed years, and the tear-filled haze.
My heart, a bird with broken wings,
Still flutters at the...
Still silent, where your laughter learns
To echo in the empty air.
Today, a birthday,oh, the joy you'd share,
A happy day, you're two...bright new start,
But grief still tightly, clenches to my heart.
December eighth, a dreaded double date,
Your birth and your death, a cruel, harsh fate.
A life unborn, a future grim,
A world you never entered in.
No childhood joys, no sunlit days,
Just shadowed years, and the tear-filled haze.
My heart, a bird with broken wings,
Still flutters at the...
#death
#grief
#IMissYou
#loneliness
#sadness
181 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 9:53pm
5th Jan 2025 9:53pm
Sunday January 5th
Mommy, come look!!
Daddy pointed a gun at his face and fired it!
He won't get up
Mommy, he's funny looking, come look!!
Daddy pointed a gun at his face and fired it!
He won't get up
Mommy, he's funny looking, come look!!
#children
#dark
#death
#father
#suicide
157 reads
17 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 12:55pm
5th Jan 2025 12:55pm
Beer & Murder
During the 2000's a severe winter storm kept temperatures in the 20's and thousands of homes in Southern Texas, without power for several days. It was perhaps a combination of cabin fever and alcohol that led one woman to shoot her 71 year old husband to death in the kitchen of their home. He gave her a can of warm beer. It had occurred to neither one of them to chill a six-pack on the back porch!
#alcohol
#death
#marriage
#ShortStory
#winter
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 11:59am
4th Jan 2025 11:59am
July 1976 - July 1977
It all started out, when he was born
he lived a life of rage and scorn
a sick attitude against his family
his mind is wicked, murder was his fantasy
Pursuing his motives he takes your life
with shotgun in hand, you scream in fright
and now its your time to die
takes out his weapon and aims between the eyes
He called himself the Son of Sam
all your lives will soon be damned
.44 caliber special bulldog revolver
the heads of his victims looked like peach cobbler
Locked in a cell for all his life
many...
he lived a life of rage and scorn
a sick attitude against his family
his mind is wicked, murder was his fantasy
Pursuing his motives he takes your life
with shotgun in hand, you scream in fright
and now its your time to die
takes out his weapon and aims between the eyes
He called himself the Son of Sam
all your lives will soon be damned
.44 caliber special bulldog revolver
the heads of his victims looked like peach cobbler
Locked in a cell for all his life
many...
#city
#death
#murder
#nonfiction
#PopCulture
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 11:55am
4th Jan 2025 11:55am
Mausoleum By Torchlight
How they were found by grey-streaked dawn
Lily-white necks bent, the shape of a swan
Pierced and drained of life's red humors
A cursed feast spawning foul rumors
Coffins filled, both large and small
Death’s shadow looms this late fall
Sent below to marble gates
Sealed by angels, resigned to fate
Beneath copper roofs, I sit and brood
Consumed by thoughts both dark and crude
To ponder death’s foul, silent breath
How swiftly they succumbed to death
Madness churns; I...
Lily-white necks bent, the shape of a swan
Pierced and drained of life's red humors
A cursed feast spawning foul rumors
Coffins filled, both large and small
Death’s shadow looms this late fall
Sent below to marble gates
Sealed by angels, resigned to fate
Beneath copper roofs, I sit and brood
Consumed by thoughts both dark and crude
To ponder death’s foul, silent breath
How swiftly they succumbed to death
Madness churns; I...
#dark
#death
#graveyard
#murder
#night
165 reads
3 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 11:32am
4th Jan 2025 11:32am
Sanguine Thirsts
I see through the whispering breeze
A shadow creeping through the trees
Not so much as a sound
Yet nothing living to be found
Like a pen drained of ink
Longing for crimson drink
Centuries of ravenous thirst
Fangs mark the damned and cursed
The stench of the grave’s earthen bed
Stirs the restless dead
Eyes fixate on virgin breast
The pulsing heart beneath the chest
Where scarlet rivers freely flow
Dawns the hour of the crow
Oh, what horrors...
A shadow creeping through the trees
Not so much as a sound
Yet nothing living to be found
Like a pen drained of ink
Longing for crimson drink
Centuries of ravenous thirst
Fangs mark the damned and cursed
The stench of the grave’s earthen bed
Stirs the restless dead
Eyes fixate on virgin breast
The pulsing heart beneath the chest
Where scarlet rivers freely flow
Dawns the hour of the crow
Oh, what horrors...
#death
#evil
#murder
#night
#shadows
147 reads
3 Comments
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