Koulouri
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 9:01pm
5th Nov 2024 9:01pm
Sleep well
I find roadkill strangely beautiful.
It feels almost rude,
like something I should keep secret.
How could I find something so
aggressive and brutal,
so calming?
Maybe it's something in their eyes.
A soul,
finally at rest.
And I hope they died fast.
And I hope they lived well.
And I envy them for finally being able to sleep.
A blameless death.
Accidental.
Peace at last.
It feels almost rude,
like something I should keep secret.
How could I find something so
aggressive and brutal,
so calming?
Maybe it's something in their eyes.
A soul,
finally at rest.
And I hope they died fast.
And I hope they lived well.
And I envy them for finally being able to sleep.
A blameless death.
Accidental.
Peace at last.
#animals
#death
#peace #sleep
#peace #sleep
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 6:31pm
5th Nov 2024 6:31pm
trigger happy
surrounded yet "alone"- invasions of the "clones"- is what indoctrination does to beings that call this "home";
one'd like to wonder things outside of what's known as beliefs- one's glad one's not a "preacher's kid"-there still was no relief;
one has an open mind- that this life is not the end- but imagined if this was- then I wish I've never been....
no one here's a "saint"-but all once innocent; who here really knows the truth about the what-that created this?
...
one'd like to wonder things outside of what's known as beliefs- one's glad one's not a "preacher's kid"-there still was no relief;
one has an open mind- that this life is not the end- but imagined if this was- then I wish I've never been....
no one here's a "saint"-but all once innocent; who here really knows the truth about the what-that created this?
...
#death
#LifeCycle
#religion #spiritual
#religion #spiritual
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 3:36pm
5th Nov 2024 3:36pm
Eventually [Nothing]
depression
oppression
expression
it’s all the same
creation of a breath
leading to eventual death
oppression
expression
it’s all the same
creation of a breath
leading to eventual death
#apathy
#death
#depression
#minimalist
#morality
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 2:29am
5th Nov 2024 2:29am
Insight Gained
Sanity
Wanderings through forbidden crypts
Knowledge here from impossible planes
Of beasts with flesh torn and skin ripped
Rites to seek blessed sanguine pain
A message in the numbers and sacred shapes
Burn it all and hear the infected shriek
Charred skeletons with mouths agape
Hippocratic oath violated amongst death's reek
Sanity Withers
Yet deeper still, the shadows wind
Through caverns choked in rot and grime
Where ancient symbols pulse and blaze
And whisper truths that curse and daze
For here the...
Wanderings through forbidden crypts
Knowledge here from impossible planes
Of beasts with flesh torn and skin ripped
Rites to seek blessed sanguine pain
A message in the numbers and sacred shapes
Burn it all and hear the infected shriek
Charred skeletons with mouths agape
Hippocratic oath violated amongst death's reek
Sanity Withers
Yet deeper still, the shadows wind
Through caverns choked in rot and grime
Where ancient symbols pulse and blaze
And whisper truths that curse and daze
For here the...
#dark
#death
#night
#shadows
#wisdom
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 11:46pm
4th Nov 2024 11:46pm
Single Action Sacrilege
In dust and dawn, 'neath blood-red skies
Where sun and shadow meet their ties
Rode I, a man of ragged creed
With six cold shots for holy need
The iron on my hip, it lay
A relic forged in darker clay
Its name was Sacrilege, they said
And many a soul it sent to bed
A cross engraved upon its spine
But tarnished black by deed and time
A saint once blessed its silver bore
But now it thirsted evermore
They claimed that steel could damn a man
To fire his soul from God’s own plan
Yet vengeance called, and blood it...
Where sun and shadow meet their ties
Rode I, a man of ragged creed
With six cold shots for holy need
The iron on my hip, it lay
A relic forged in darker clay
Its name was Sacrilege, they said
And many a soul it sent to bed
A cross engraved upon its spine
But tarnished black by deed and time
A saint once blessed its silver bore
But now it thirsted evermore
They claimed that steel could damn a man
To fire his soul from God’s own plan
Yet vengeance called, and blood it...
#dark
#death
#evil
#narrative
#shadows
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 2:41pm
4th Nov 2024 2:41pm
By A Horde Of Zombies
Gwen
woke up
naked and
alone before
she had put on a
robe and stepped out of the
bedroom to see with shocked eyes
her husband Peter get eaten
by a horde of zombies until one
charged towards her making a scared Gwen scream.
woke up
naked and
alone before
she had put on a
robe and stepped out of the
bedroom to see with shocked eyes
her husband Peter get eaten
by a horde of zombies until one
charged towards her making a scared Gwen scream.
#death
#fiction
#husband
#sex
#zombies
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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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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2024 8:40pm
3rd Nov 2024 8:40pm
www.eatmealive.com
Slave training
Toilet games
Anal torture or
Simple mutilation
Talk about slavery options
Female cattle may be used
For complete dehumanization
Main point is a rough treatment
Guidance to impale
Livestock termination
Perverse reality
Guidance to impale
Toilet games
Anal torture or
Simple mutilation
Talk about slavery options
Female cattle may be used
For complete dehumanization
Main point is a rough treatment
Guidance to impale
Livestock termination
Perverse reality
Guidance to impale
#death
#food
#technology #TruthOfLife
#technology #TruthOfLife
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2024 11:47am
3rd Nov 2024 11:47am
Kids, don't try this at home
He had seen on TV
An execution by hanging
Curious he was, he tried
How it is to hang
Execution means dying
Hanging is not a game
Execution means dying
He won't do it again
It was just a funny game
This caused his own death
An execution by hanging
Curious he was, he tried
How it is to hang
Execution means dying
Hanging is not a game
Execution means dying
He won't do it again
It was just a funny game
This caused his own death
#children
#death
#fate #TruthOfLife
#fate #TruthOfLife
105 reads
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2024 11:43am
3rd Nov 2024 11:43am
Lost Control
Tragic frontal collision
One moment without control
He also lost his life
The accident made a commotion
Rise the number of the dead
Tragic car accident
He crashed the hearse
One dead more
He crashed the hearse
Coffin was not far away
One moment without control
He also lost his life
The accident made a commotion
Rise the number of the dead
Tragic car accident
He crashed the hearse
One dead more
He crashed the hearse
Coffin was not far away
#cars
#death
#fate #TruthOfLife
#fate #TruthOfLife
103 reads
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 7:01pm
2nd Nov 2024 7:01pm
GRAVE SITE
Have you ever had a dream that woke you up, in a cold sweat till you can feel it to your 🩻 bones. As though the deepness of the dream, was trying to tell you something in codes. 🤔 Yet you know that you are alive, with a strong heart beating and pounding in your chest. As you inhale and exhale, the flesh air breeze blowing through your lungs, to breathe life. FROM within your body and spiritual soul. 🙏 Yet you can't shake the deepness of the, truth of the inner images of your mind thoughts. For sure what does it all mean, 🤔 could it be a sign of things to come,...
#aging
#birth
#death
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 5:17pm
1st Nov 2024 5:17pm
Rites of Ascension
In hidden vaults, where shadows seep
They sing the rites of crimson creed
The ancient tongues in murmurs creep
And call to bones that never bleed
Through sacred dark, where secrets lie
In consecrated rot and dust
They chant beneath a starless sky
To raise the flesh dissolved by rust
With sigils drawn in ashen trace
And holy oil upon the stone
They conjure forth a lost embrace
Of spirits bound by oath and bone
Anointed blood in chaliced hands
They lift to Him who waits unseen
To rouse the buried from...
They sing the rites of crimson creed
The ancient tongues in murmurs creep
And call to bones that never bleed
Through sacred dark, where secrets lie
In consecrated rot and dust
They chant beneath a starless sky
To raise the flesh dissolved by rust
With sigils drawn in ashen trace
And holy oil upon the stone
They conjure forth a lost embrace
Of spirits bound by oath and bone
Anointed blood in chaliced hands
They lift to Him who waits unseen
To rouse the buried from...
#death
#evil
#magic
#religion
#rhyming
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DU Poetry : Poems about Death
