Lilliputian
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 2:53pm
14th Dec 2024 2:53pm
Crimson Floods
A slit throat—
blood trickles,
escaping in tides.
Will they notice
before the crimson floods
sneak from beneath the door,
staining their shoes?
Likely they’ll wipe them clean,
and live on.
Until a week later,
when the scent of rotting flesh disrupts,
creeping into their lungs.
They’ll burn it all,
sweep and mop the floor,
cleanse the world of the remnants,
and live on.
blood trickles,
escaping in tides.
Will they notice
before the crimson floods
sneak from beneath the door,
staining their shoes?
Likely they’ll wipe them clean,
and live on.
Until a week later,
when the scent of rotting flesh disrupts,
creeping into their lungs.
They’ll burn it all,
sweep and mop the floor,
cleanse the world of the remnants,
and live on.
#apathy
#death
#despair
127 reads
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 10:42am
14th Dec 2024 10:42am
Choose your favorite dumpster
Forget the funeral
Place the body in a dumpster
Saves you money
I chose the dumpsters behind Old Navy & Michael's
Most of their garbage is fabrics, soft materials and other plush & cozy things
I want my family member to have a relaxing stay inside one of these dumpsters
I'm always thinking of everyone but myself
You won't have to see all those relatives that you hate
You won't have to fake being upset
Let the public sanitation engineers worry about it
You've got it hard enough
Besides, who needs all that strenuous bullshit ...
Place the body in a dumpster
Saves you money
I chose the dumpsters behind Old Navy & Michael's
Most of their garbage is fabrics, soft materials and other plush & cozy things
I want my family member to have a relaxing stay inside one of these dumpsters
I'm always thinking of everyone but myself
You won't have to see all those relatives that you hate
You won't have to fake being upset
Let the public sanitation engineers worry about it
You've got it hard enough
Besides, who needs all that strenuous bullshit ...
#death
#family
#funeral #satirical
#funeral #satirical
84 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 8:08pm
13th Dec 2024 8:08pm
Time For Lunch
These 4 pigs found the body of a 11 year old girl
She was strangled & mutilated at the nearby park
There was no witnesses or evidence except a radio flyer wagon near the girls body
The 4 pigs began brainstorming, thinking what they should do
The 20 year veteran said,
Let's take this child, the radio flyer wagon and go door to door
The rookie placed her mangled corpse into the wagon
From there, they began walking the neighborhood
The rookie cop had the honor of wheeling the wagon
Her lifeless body, bouncing around like some used & abused rag...
She was strangled & mutilated at the nearby park
There was no witnesses or evidence except a radio flyer wagon near the girls body
The 4 pigs began brainstorming, thinking what they should do
The 20 year veteran said,
Let's take this child, the radio flyer wagon and go door to door
The rookie placed her mangled corpse into the wagon
From there, they began walking the neighborhood
The rookie cop had the honor of wheeling the wagon
Her lifeless body, bouncing around like some used & abused rag...
#children
#death
#ignorance
#tragedy
#violence
99 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 11:10am
13th Dec 2024 11:10am
Love Lasts Forever
A cold December night
It changed his whole life
She'd not been long his wife
But in that night she died
Helpless - he stands there all alone
Lonely - a long hard way to go
When they first met the angels sang
It was love at first sight
Her lovely smile, her happiness
Will never leave his mind
He loved to dance with her
The plans they've had are over now
He can not hold his tears
He tries to go his way somehow
But he's to sad to bear
He can not forget her
In some nights he can find no sleep ...
It changed his whole life
She'd not been long his wife
But in that night she died
Helpless - he stands there all alone
Lonely - a long hard way to go
When they first met the angels sang
It was love at first sight
Her lovely smile, her happiness
Will never leave his mind
He loved to dance with her
The plans they've had are over now
He can not hold his tears
He tries to go his way somehow
But he's to sad to bear
He can not forget her
In some nights he can find no sleep ...
#death
#loneliness
#love
#sadness
#winter
128 reads
6 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 6:22am
13th Dec 2024 6:22am
It's not over when you lose
From within the inner vibes of my life, 🤔 I had to come to accept what my life, has and will become for with each reason. I had to fight back with MY OWN strength and courage as my.personal devil's.😈 Be standing in the darkness, as they hide behind a mask. THAT entered into the deepness of my life, as well as my body and mind. 😞 For sure I remember that day as if it just happen yesterday, 🤔 when my whole life changed right before my own eyes 👁️ 👁️ For I remember that moment when the pain became to hard to 🐻 and sleepless...
#aging
#death
#fate
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
143 reads
4 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 3:20am
13th Dec 2024 3:20am
A Friend's One Christmas Nightmare
Eric saw Santa opening gifts.
One gift contains his wife's naked corpse.
He saw Santa's a skeleton.
One gift contains his wife's naked corpse.
He saw Santa's a skeleton.
#Christmas
#death
#fiction
#sex
#wife
132 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 11:02pm
12th Dec 2024 11:02pm
Lady Fancy R.I.P. ( A tribute )
I knew Lori as well anyone knows someone whom they've never met but knew so well..
She was on DUP at the same time I was but we never crossed paths until we did.
Ironically we worked at the same company in the city but did not know each other then.
Had we known each other then we surely would have had drinks downstairs in the bar where everyone went on Friday nights...
That brings us to DUP.
I think she commented on one of my poems and I back and then another and that went on for awhile. Till one day I posted a painting with one of my poems and then it was...
She was on DUP at the same time I was but we never crossed paths until we did.
Ironically we worked at the same company in the city but did not know each other then.
Had we known each other then we surely would have had drinks downstairs in the bar where everyone went on Friday nights...
That brings us to DUP.
I think she commented on one of my poems and I back and then another and that went on for awhile. Till one day I posted a painting with one of my poems and then it was...
#death
#LifeCycle
#sadness
351 reads
35 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 10:03pm
12th Dec 2024 10:03pm
Everyone Loved Me
#abuse
#dark
#death
#horror
#nightmares
78 reads
1 Comment
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 8:41pm
12th Dec 2024 8:41pm
Rest Softly, Lori
In the rain of your eyes,
Ocean spray bursts up towards heaven
falling back with tears as leaves of a tree.
Love flew out of your mouth in hieroglyphics
like an invitation to a sky wedding
writ on the wrists of kites.
Dawn ghosted,
as a ship’s prow through windows
tangled in curtain rigging
in the way silence enters an empty room
sunrise gallows hang
heavy in your absence.
Tightrope of lips
taut between our secret space
and pavement cracks where rain survives.
Hands prayed...
Ocean spray bursts up towards heaven
falling back with tears as leaves of a tree.
Love flew out of your mouth in hieroglyphics
like an invitation to a sky wedding
writ on the wrists of kites.
Dawn ghosted,
as a ship’s prow through windows
tangled in curtain rigging
in the way silence enters an empty room
sunrise gallows hang
heavy in your absence.
Tightrope of lips
taut between our secret space
and pavement cracks where rain survives.
Hands prayed...
#death
#faith
#hope #love
#hope #love
273 reads
15 Comments
u53l355
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 5:31pm
12th Dec 2024 5:31pm
Dead
My body slowly becomes intertwined with the soil,
Feeding the worms , giving back to the earth.
I have never felt so free.
- Forgotten writer
Feeding the worms , giving back to the earth.
I have never felt so free.
- Forgotten writer
#dark
#death
#depression
#suffering
#suicide
225 reads
1 Comment
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 4:57am
12th Dec 2024 4:57am
Cannibalism
Cannibalism...
Don't try this at home!
Especially if there is...
questionable hygiene...
and don't eat Uncle Mark!
But when you do cook...
always wash the fowl and foul!
Make enough of everyone...
Uncle Mark loves leftovers!
Mom won't be eating tonight...
she's just so stuffed!
I'll tell you why - after dinner!
Don't try this at home!
Especially if there is...
questionable hygiene...
and don't eat Uncle Mark!
But when you do cook...
always wash the fowl and foul!
Make enough of everyone...
Uncle Mark loves leftovers!
Mom won't be eating tonight...
she's just so stuffed!
I'll tell you why - after dinner!
#dark
#death
#family #food
#family #food
94 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Bumped 11th Dec 2024 5:54am
1st Sep 2019 8:09am
1st Sep 2019 8:09am
Calls From The Beyond
I hear the voices calling,
Somewhere from the darkness in the beyond,
Like a choir and orchestra,
Playing a symphony,
With a beautiful ethereal song.
But they tell me its selfishness,
When one walks on the edge in this path,
Contemplation is but a mere reflection,
When the desire for death comes and goes.
There is so much beauty in it,
The culmination of life,
Leaving unanswered questions,
Like triumph and tragedy,
A mystery for those left behind.
Doesn’t anyone else hear the shadows?
A languid guilt...
Somewhere from the darkness in the beyond,
Like a choir and orchestra,
Playing a symphony,
With a beautiful ethereal song.
But they tell me its selfishness,
When one walks on the edge in this path,
Contemplation is but a mere reflection,
When the desire for death comes and goes.
There is so much beauty in it,
The culmination of life,
Leaving unanswered questions,
Like triumph and tragedy,
A mystery for those left behind.
Doesn’t anyone else hear the shadows?
A languid guilt...
#death
#suicide
#bipolar #MentalHealth
#bipolar #MentalHealth
845 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems about Death
