davidchirko
David Chirko
David Chirko
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2024 3:36am
2nd Jun 2024 3:36am
Pink Paupers
Satan is tsar
in the land of destiny
where poplars and birches
are plundered by the wind
for the burning cold
is an everlasting flame
whose blue yellows
prickle the spines
of the tattered lives
whose hopes crumple
in their empty hands
swollen with the dream
of paradise regained
where the lamb and the lion
lie peacefully together
but such are the illusions
of schizoid automatons
who never wake up
but are wound up
with sweat and tears
in the red dotted fields
sowing the seeds
of the...
in the land of destiny
where poplars and birches
are plundered by the wind
for the burning cold
is an everlasting flame
whose blue yellows
prickle the spines
of the tattered lives
whose hopes crumple
in their empty hands
swollen with the dream
of paradise regained
where the lamb and the lion
lie peacefully together
but such are the illusions
of schizoid automatons
who never wake up
but are wound up
with sweat and tears
in the red dotted fields
sowing the seeds
of the...
#evil
#hate
#lies
#manipulation
#suffering
94 reads
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
5th May 2024 7:37am
5th May 2024 7:37am
The Phlebotomist's F You T-Shirt
I know the world has gotten more casual,
but a middle-aged stern-faced phlebotomist in a t-shirt?
This surprises me.
And not just any t-shirt.
This one is that dull brownish red color
sometimes referred to as oxblood
It features big, deep, gothic dripping letters
clearly spelling out the words
Fuck You
Her demeanor
matches the shirt
Her only words to me: Make a fist
And so I do..
Then she stabs me
Nothing
She stabs me again
Nothing
"Are...
but a middle-aged stern-faced phlebotomist in a t-shirt?
This surprises me.
And not just any t-shirt.
This one is that dull brownish red color
sometimes referred to as oxblood
It features big, deep, gothic dripping letters
clearly spelling out the words
Fuck You
Her demeanor
matches the shirt
Her only words to me: Make a fist
And so I do..
Then she stabs me
Nothing
She stabs me again
Nothing
"Are...
#evil
#funny
212 reads
14 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 8:21pm
30th Apr 2024 8:21pm
Counterfeit Shepherd
Counterfeit shepherd, balancing measures.
Prowling defector, altruist rebel.
Palaces treasure, mountainous networks.
Cowardice clever, hallowing renders.
Townships for tenure, towering tensions.
Floundering feathers, souring scepter.
Callousness censures, gallows get reveled.
Hounding are hecklers, now has this severed.
Shrouding the pleasures, shall your endeavors.
Proud of his center, powerless fester.
Alchemist tester, how to tend splendor.
Scouring enters, bound until better.
...
Prowling defector, altruist rebel.
Palaces treasure, mountainous networks.
Cowardice clever, hallowing renders.
Townships for tenure, towering tensions.
Floundering feathers, souring scepter.
Callousness censures, gallows get reveled.
Hounding are hecklers, now has this severed.
Shrouding the pleasures, shall your endeavors.
Proud of his center, powerless fester.
Alchemist tester, how to tend splendor.
Scouring enters, bound until better.
...
#dark
#death
#devil
#evil
#rhyming
183 reads
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Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
12th Mar 2024 3:33pm
12th Mar 2024 3:33pm
Twin Beds-with Adagio
In shadows beneath the bed
death among the bangers
listening to the curse
swallowing the dead
in shadows beneath the bed
of a zombie eating my shoes
from heel to tongue
a rigid corpse cold and glum
The whine of eager hunger
echoes in desolate halls
gangrenes light sweep walls
hiding the hordes of darkness
created monsters of the human mind
the safety of beds on both sides
mere desperate imagination
helpless in hopelessness
death among the bangers
listening to the curse
swallowing the dead
in shadows beneath the bed
of a zombie eating my shoes
from heel to tongue
a rigid corpse cold and glum
The whine of eager hunger
echoes in desolate halls
gangrenes light sweep walls
hiding the hordes of darkness
created monsters of the human mind
the safety of beds on both sides
mere desperate imagination
helpless in hopelessness
#dark
#evil
#WritingPoetry #collaboration
#WritingPoetry #collaboration
145 reads
8 Comments
Namyh
Poem Published
12th Mar 2024 2:17pm
12th Mar 2024 2:17pm
Something Whooshed...!
Something Whooshed…!
On a planet, in a country, in a state, in a town,
on a street where a lampost shines
and the houses, very warm, quiet dreamers in their sleep
like a hush after church bell chimes.
Something whooshed on the wind in the distance.
Something galloped in the lime moonlight
and its wings cut the air into slices of Fear
which it tossed in the night with delight.
And I shivered with a tremble and began to disassemble
with the fright now fused to my bones.
Slices landed on the rooftops, slid across...
On a planet, in a country, in a state, in a town,
on a street where a lampost shines
and the houses, very warm, quiet dreamers in their sleep
like a hush after church bell chimes.
Something whooshed on the wind in the distance.
Something galloped in the lime moonlight
and its wings cut the air into slices of Fear
which it tossed in the night with delight.
And I shivered with a tremble and began to disassemble
with the fright now fused to my bones.
Slices landed on the rooftops, slid across...
#dark
#gothic
#evil
#scary
#nightmares
179 reads
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
26th Feb 2024 6:39pm
26th Feb 2024 6:39pm
Come for me.
A perverse sense of self criticism,
I pluck out my eyes to see.
This reversed form of exorcism,
calling demons into me.
Delighting in the flesh and blood
residing tooth and nail.
I swim inside your torments
dragging all of them to hell.
Dark are my desires,
my soul is yours to keep.
For I am but a lion
choking on the blood of sheep.
I reach within the depths of you
to read the spells you’ve cast,
and lick the lust upon your lips
my sweet iconoclast.
Your name spelled out in ancient ...
I pluck out my eyes to see.
This reversed form of exorcism,
calling demons into me.
Delighting in the flesh and blood
residing tooth and nail.
I swim inside your torments
dragging all of them to hell.
Dark are my desires,
my soul is yours to keep.
For I am but a lion
choking on the blood of sheep.
I reach within the depths of you
to read the spells you’ve cast,
and lick the lust upon your lips
my sweet iconoclast.
Your name spelled out in ancient ...
#love
#evil
116 reads
8 Comments
Namyh
Poem Published
26th Feb 2024 2:45pm
26th Feb 2024 2:45pm
Running Rooftops
Running Rooftops
I was running over rooftops, chased by the local cops,
leaping ‘cross buildings with a ninety foot drop.
Freedom keeping blood fired, chasers getting slow, tired.
I can see the roof’s door across the gravel top.
I go through its open clear, racing down the winding stair,
jumping three and four steps in descending flight.
Sweat pouring down my face, cops still giving chase.
Air is sweet on the street escaping into night.
I run to the nearby park in the dim made of dark,
down a lane, ‘cross a path where the...
I was running over rooftops, chased by the local cops,
leaping ‘cross buildings with a ninety foot drop.
Freedom keeping blood fired, chasers getting slow, tired.
I can see the roof’s door across the gravel top.
I go through its open clear, racing down the winding stair,
jumping three and four steps in descending flight.
Sweat pouring down my face, cops still giving chase.
Air is sweet on the street escaping into night.
I run to the nearby park in the dim made of dark,
down a lane, ‘cross a path where the...
#dark
#gothic
#evil #scary
#evil #scary
210 reads
5 Comments
Namyh
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2024 4:59pm
23rd Feb 2024 4:59pm
Apocalypse Day
Apocalypse Day
When I opened my eyes, the day rushed in.
It was sunny and beautiful and devoid of sin.
With lawnmowers running, children’s voices played
on a breeze off the coast this weekend’s Saturday.
I waved at my neighbors, Sam, Ernie and Mack.
They busied with yard work but smiled and waved back.
I looked for my car keys. The cupboard was bare
but what was this something I sensed in the air?
An eerie, gut wrenching thickness of black…
Wait! That’s when I heard it, a lightning crack.
I raised my head. The neighbors...
When I opened my eyes, the day rushed in.
It was sunny and beautiful and devoid of sin.
With lawnmowers running, children’s voices played
on a breeze off the coast this weekend’s Saturday.
I waved at my neighbors, Sam, Ernie and Mack.
They busied with yard work but smiled and waved back.
I looked for my car keys. The cupboard was bare
but what was this something I sensed in the air?
An eerie, gut wrenching thickness of black…
Wait! That’s when I heard it, a lightning crack.
I raised my head. The neighbors...
#dark
#gothic
#evil #scary
#evil #scary
259 reads
2 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2024 6:28pm
22nd Feb 2024 6:28pm
The Master’s Way
Held deep by the appendages of
darkness, gripped tightly in the hands
of rage and malice.
Sculpted as clay by the artist
of evil, a malignant creation drinking
blood from the father’s chalice.
Bones that have become dense
beneath the weight of sin move with
the power of fire.
Long is the stride of the beast,
a traveler that walks the blade and
eats the wire.
The bane of wolves and men. Both
howling in the agony of his presence.
He is death and sorrow.
Tormentor of the innocent, clawing at
the...
darkness, gripped tightly in the hands
of rage and malice.
Sculpted as clay by the artist
of evil, a malignant creation drinking
blood from the father’s chalice.
Bones that have become dense
beneath the weight of sin move with
the power of fire.
Long is the stride of the beast,
a traveler that walks the blade and
eats the wire.
The bane of wolves and men. Both
howling in the agony of his presence.
He is death and sorrow.
Tormentor of the innocent, clawing at
the...
#dark
#evil
100 reads
14 Comments
Namyh
Poem Published
20th Feb 2024 5:05am
20th Feb 2024 5:05am
The Werewolf
The Werewolf
I saw it in the moonbeams, just beneath the star streams,
running like a wild thing as if in chase or flight.
Cold breaths, short breaths, smokes of a night quest
whistled through its fangs making slices of the night.
Wolf made of mankind howled at the moon sign.
Forest eyes blinked their fears across the forest floor.
Squirrel sounds, owl sounds, bird sounds, bat sounds
merged to flee in symphony their voices from the roar.
A smell mixed in wind’s blow made eyes of wolf to seek...
I saw it in the moonbeams, just beneath the star streams,
running like a wild thing as if in chase or flight.
Cold breaths, short breaths, smokes of a night quest
whistled through its fangs making slices of the night.
Wolf made of mankind howled at the moon sign.
Forest eyes blinked their fears across the forest floor.
Squirrel sounds, owl sounds, bird sounds, bat sounds
merged to flee in symphony their voices from the roar.
A smell mixed in wind’s blow made eyes of wolf to seek...
#dark
#gothic
#evil
#scary
#fear
226 reads
4 Comments
Tlass01
Poem Published
13th Feb 2024 1:51am
13th Feb 2024 1:51am
Owned
Darkness in the mind
Desires of the flesh
I watch from afar
I listen with keen ears
I can control your mind
I can turn your heart cold
Your intentions mean nothing
You think you're good
You are my victim
Your soul is mine
I control your mind
No escape from my hold
No bargaining over your soul
It's too late now
I have a hold no man can break free
This is my time
You are no longer free
You belong to me
Desires of the flesh
I watch from afar
I listen with keen ears
I can control your mind
I can turn your heart cold
Your intentions mean nothing
You think you're good
You are my victim
Your soul is mine
I control your mind
No escape from my hold
No bargaining over your soul
It's too late now
I have a hold no man can break free
This is my time
You are no longer free
You belong to me
#dark
#evil
158 reads
1 Comment
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
12th Feb 2024 6:55pm
12th Feb 2024 6:55pm
Ride it Down
#dark
#erotic
#evil
135 reads
8 Comments
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