Green_Arrow
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 3:33am
4th Feb 2025 3:33am
She Looked And Saw A Gun Aimed
Linda was getting herself ready.
She has been invited to Amanda's party.
Then, she heard a noise.
She Looked And saw a gun aimed.
Her dead corpse was found in Falmouth.
She has been invited to Amanda's party.
Then, she heard a noise.
She Looked And saw a gun aimed.
Her dead corpse was found in Falmouth.
#dark
#death
#fiction
#friendship
#home
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 1:46am
4th Feb 2025 1:46am
There will be challenges
Have you ever wondered is it possible to be able to separate thyself, from the negativity and drama with it's deepness of inner vibes. Filled with hurt and pure confusion and drama and madness, that will have you going completely insane. 😮💨 For sure it's necessary to be able to share, our thoughts and insight and bring, honest and truth into the realness of a true relationship. AS it is with a strong commitment and real consistency. To do what you say you came into my life to do, and be able to prove that to me, as man to woman as I prove myself to you, as woman to man....
#aging
#death
#fatherhood
#LifeCycle
#motherhood
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 7:26pm
3rd Feb 2025 7:26pm
Young and beautiful
Your face haunts me
How can death touch beautiful things.
How can death touch beautiful things.
#death
92 reads
7 Comments
Trevor-Nightmares
Trevor M.
Trevor M.
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 11:43am
3rd Feb 2025 11:43am
My living dead girl
She is pain, she is cruel, she is suffering, she is my creation.
She was kind, she was loving, she was perfect, and now she is dead.
Brought back and pieced together she is whole but never complete
for it was I that killed her and so that burden weighs heavy on me.
Now like a mad man I look for answers to a puzzle with missing pieces.
She is unaware of her death, mislead to believe she is as she should be
unbound with undying confidence her ego rots her away from the inside.
Still I drown in every moment spent with her as if living a lie one second at a...
She was kind, she was loving, she was perfect, and now she is dead.
Brought back and pieced together she is whole but never complete
for it was I that killed her and so that burden weighs heavy on me.
Now like a mad man I look for answers to a puzzle with missing pieces.
She is unaware of her death, mislead to believe she is as she should be
unbound with undying confidence her ego rots her away from the inside.
Still I drown in every moment spent with her as if living a lie one second at a...
#death
#hurt
#love #rejection
#love #rejection
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 7:09pm
2nd Feb 2025 7:09pm
That's it.
We die.
We cry.
We sigh.
We cry.
We sigh.
#death
#LifeCycle
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 1:12pm
2nd Feb 2025 1:12pm
Cost of Addiction
In the cramped confines of her daily life,
her words of love and desire were muffled
against the chest of unfaithful men.
Their daily harvesting of her gave
the illusion of love in a chaotic home.
In her dance of survival and despair,
she was a flicker of warmth in the gloom,
her tender lips crafting moments of care and affection,
yet each act of love drained her spirit.
At day's end, she bore stories of a mother's toil
and the scars of a woman given to pleasure.
She sought and found comfort in many men,
then...
her words of love and desire were muffled
against the chest of unfaithful men.
Their daily harvesting of her gave
the illusion of love in a chaotic home.
In her dance of survival and despair,
she was a flicker of warmth in the gloom,
her tender lips crafting moments of care and affection,
yet each act of love drained her spirit.
At day's end, she bore stories of a mother's toil
and the scars of a woman given to pleasure.
She sought and found comfort in many men,
then...
#addiction
#death
#sex
199 reads
3 Comments
PunkPoe
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 10:45am
1st Feb 2025 10:45am
Grant a Wish
"Grant a Wish"
This life plowed me like a mack truck
But frankly my dear I don't give a fukk
I'm no survivor I'm a goddamn warrior
To brutality & misery I'm no foreigner
Bring it on BIG brother of despair
I can take what you give in pairs
I have no fear of fire & brimstone
Look inside a soul brightly shone
You think you can plague me like Job?
Your sorry ass will swing by the rope
Think my knees have fell down to pray?
Mark it on your calendar that'll be the day
Confession...
This life plowed me like a mack truck
But frankly my dear I don't give a fukk
I'm no survivor I'm a goddamn warrior
To brutality & misery I'm no foreigner
Bring it on BIG brother of despair
I can take what you give in pairs
I have no fear of fire & brimstone
Look inside a soul brightly shone
You think you can plague me like Job?
Your sorry ass will swing by the rope
Think my knees have fell down to pray?
Mark it on your calendar that'll be the day
Confession...
#dark
#death
#despair
96 reads
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Alviola
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 7:46am
1st Feb 2025 7:46am
Extreme Unction
I started a gallop but my legs failed
to understand, I fell to the asphalt,
arms ahead for pitiful protection
I asked about a priest in a photo
of a friend in the hospital, the words
"extreme unction" perplexed them
When I look out the car window, up
from book or tablet, or from a nap,
the whiz of a world slows to a still:
Shows me a building, a crowd flagging
jeepneys, where there were a field, a creek
and small stands of fruits and vegetables
In a sense, we notice...
to understand, I fell to the asphalt,
arms ahead for pitiful protection
I asked about a priest in a photo
of a friend in the hospital, the words
"extreme unction" perplexed them
When I look out the car window, up
from book or tablet, or from a nap,
the whiz of a world slows to a still:
Shows me a building, a crowd flagging
jeepneys, where there were a field, a creek
and small stands of fruits and vegetables
In a sense, we notice...
#aging
#death
88 reads
2 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 10:08pm
31st Jan 2025 10:08pm
Conjugating
Just past the Bank of America
and the ski shop (odd in Phoenix)
there's a place that kills pets
and charges you thousands of dollars to do it.
They won't kill your pet right away.
First they'll do what they can
Exams
X-rays
Even clipping your cat's nails
because she hates having that done
but now that's she's half dead
she can tolerate it.
You drove her there
in rush hour traffic
crying the whole way
Why did you stay after school to grade papers?
Why did you stop at Safeway after that? ...
and the ski shop (odd in Phoenix)
there's a place that kills pets
and charges you thousands of dollars to do it.
They won't kill your pet right away.
First they'll do what they can
Exams
X-rays
Even clipping your cat's nails
because she hates having that done
but now that's she's half dead
she can tolerate it.
You drove her there
in rush hour traffic
crying the whole way
Why did you stay after school to grade papers?
Why did you stop at Safeway after that? ...
#animals
#death
#memorial
212 reads
11 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 7:55pm
31st Jan 2025 7:55pm
To look at your beautiful face once again
Please come back
Do not go
I need the warmth you gave me
I need to look at your beautiful face
Your death haunts me
I am cold here without you
We grew up together
We fought and we laughed
You are part of me now
I can not touch myself
Do not go
I need the warmth you gave me
I need to look at your beautiful face
Your death haunts me
I am cold here without you
We grew up together
We fought and we laughed
You are part of me now
I can not touch myself
#death
52 reads
2 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 6:25pm
31st Jan 2025 6:25pm
~of this elongating ever life… dotted in differential deltaic deaths
this young midnight’s chilling air
in a weirdly turning on groovy beat
mixing in your smoking touchy heat
-tastes a warm spice of musky mace
I crave for
a metallic blood flower rapturous
I bleed and bloom in a pleasantly~
pungent addictive blossom.. that
even this waiting nocturne animal
in your plunging deep purplish trysts..
pierces sharp unto this seductive
self digging hell in an unreturning
pathway spiral..
hitting red & black as sky~ high
cranial kicks..
this unbearably...
in a weirdly turning on groovy beat
mixing in your smoking touchy heat
-tastes a warm spice of musky mace
I crave for
a metallic blood flower rapturous
I bleed and bloom in a pleasantly~
pungent addictive blossom.. that
even this waiting nocturne animal
in your plunging deep purplish trysts..
pierces sharp unto this seductive
self digging hell in an unreturning
pathway spiral..
hitting red & black as sky~ high
cranial kicks..
this unbearably...
#death
#love
#night #sensual
#night #sensual
128 reads
4 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 2:45am
31st Jan 2025 2:45am
Joining A Glam Metal Band Is Not Good
Racquel joined Nemesis on tour.
Everything was going okay before the drugs.
She's found dead in Miami.
Everything was going okay before the drugs.
She's found dead in Miami.
#art
#dark
#death
#drugs
#fiction
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