Popular Poems About Evil
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Popular poems about evil. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
16th May 2020 3:05pm
16th May 2020 3:05pm
SASSY
I don't like that word
When women describe themselves as SASSY
That's just fem code for "I'm a pain in the ass"
Furthermore I'm going to be a pain in your ass
There's cock and strapons for that activity
We don't need vernacular for what already is
Time to jumpstart some juju evil
I'm the fucking Mayor here
You want to be sassy
Go fuck the delivery dude with no mask on
Bareback babe
That's a good tip
When women describe themselves as SASSY
That's just fem code for "I'm a pain in the ass"
Furthermore I'm going to be a pain in your ass
There's cock and strapons for that activity
We don't need vernacular for what already is
Time to jumpstart some juju evil
I'm the fucking Mayor here
You want to be sassy
Go fuck the delivery dude with no mask on
Bareback babe
That's a good tip
#evil
91 reads
25 Comments
hgnichols
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:33pm
Yesterday 3:33pm
Washington, 6/1/20
What numbness will I be
when angry swelling subsides?
I cannot grieve for the sting;
I cannot raise my tongue in hopeful song—
My sweat is a parted sea parody:
Moses crossing, unpursued
in great self-symbolism.
Such is the sorrow of nature, beaten out;
a god-hand, lobbed to break the pooling instinct—
leaving us with little left to call ourselves.
We watch him bear the bible
like a cross along the path—
as if to pave chaos
and usher freedom to slaves.
Arriving alone at derelict sanctuary
Looking...
when angry swelling subsides?
I cannot grieve for the sting;
I cannot raise my tongue in hopeful song—
My sweat is a parted sea parody:
Moses crossing, unpursued
in great self-symbolism.
Such is the sorrow of nature, beaten out;
a god-hand, lobbed to break the pooling instinct—
leaving us with little left to call ourselves.
We watch him bear the bible
like a cross along the path—
as if to pave chaos
and usher freedom to slaves.
Arriving alone at derelict sanctuary
Looking...
#corruption
#oppression
#politics
#evil
#religion
32 reads
3 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
30th May 2020 10:54pm
30th May 2020 10:54pm
“TO CONTROL UNREST”
That is the reason
they are giving for escalating
things with guns-
the notional guard-
as if we should rest in this
time of wicked acts,
as if that is the
independence signed off on
so many years ago.
they are giving for escalating
things with guns-
the notional guard-
as if we should rest in this
time of wicked acts,
as if that is the
independence signed off on
so many years ago.
#murder
#evil
#racism
47 reads
11 Comments
The_Silly_Sibyl
Poem Published
26th May 2020 4:10pm
26th May 2020 4:10pm
villain
when i was a kid i didn't dream of being james bond
or the rock star drowning in girls and good times
i wanted to be blofeld with his fat white cat
poisoned stiletto in my shoe
and a desk studded with buttons opening chutes to hell
beneath my minion's chairs
i didn't dream of doing manly deeds
like healthy boys do
dawdling in comic books
where costumed men
fight maniacs in colourful spandex
i read my mother's true crime books
about britain's most horrifying crooks
the handsome devils unsatisfied by...
or the rock star drowning in girls and good times
i wanted to be blofeld with his fat white cat
poisoned stiletto in my shoe
and a desk studded with buttons opening chutes to hell
beneath my minion's chairs
i didn't dream of doing manly deeds
like healthy boys do
dawdling in comic books
where costumed men
fight maniacs in colourful spandex
i read my mother's true crime books
about britain's most horrifying crooks
the handsome devils unsatisfied by...
#evil
51 reads
3 Comments
Write_Soul
1
1
Poem Published
14th May 2020 10:14am
14th May 2020 10:14am
In the dark
Soledad,
Her dad, turned dead, had died.
Found drunk was broke,
But stabbed and cooked.
In his boat alone,
wearing coat unknown.
The tide was strong!
They fought.
So wrong,
It was night.
That day,
He was killed, without light by him.
Some Ray, she read
But Killer they said.
Her dad, turned dead, had died.
Found drunk was broke,
But stabbed and cooked.
In his boat alone,
wearing coat unknown.
The tide was strong!
They fought.
So wrong,
It was night.
That day,
He was killed, without light by him.
Some Ray, she read
But Killer they said.
#murder
#violence
#evil
52 reads
10 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
9th May 2020 6:43pm
9th May 2020 6:43pm
Cellular Options
#dark
#sex
#death #evil
#death #evil
116 reads
10 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
9th May 2020 6:40pm
9th May 2020 6:40pm
BDSM
#dark
#sex
#death #evil
#death #evil
103 reads
7 Comments
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