Poems About Evil Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about evil published by members recently online.
My Most Failed Possession
Drunk skunk, wish you weren't the one
Bite my woman's sugarplum
This worthless piggy never made it home
Impulsive, compulsive
Hope you know your so repulsive
Pommel you like the dog you are
Oh honey I can kill you if I want
Kill you with my own two hands
Oh sugar I'm so happy I could kill you
Kill you like a stranger on my land
Because you, You are worthless like an animal
Labeled "rejected" on your back
A presence so offensive, A presence so unreal
So many ways to skin a cat
Everything...
Bite my woman's sugarplum
This worthless piggy never made it home
Impulsive, compulsive
Hope you know your so repulsive
Pommel you like the dog you are
Oh honey I can kill you if I want
Kill you with my own two hands
Oh sugar I'm so happy I could kill you
Kill you like a stranger on my land
Because you, You are worthless like an animal
Labeled "rejected" on your back
A presence so offensive, A presence so unreal
So many ways to skin a cat
Everything...
#kindness
#murder
#evil
#rhyming
#metaphor
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The Act Of Engaging Elphaba (West) Nessarose (East)
You may need encouragement when the garment of your vile is lifted
That hate from you on display, not found in me, my persona will never be shifted
My blood festering in you, will take you out of your cordial groove
That is the divine law of nature when life does not pity the fool
When coveting animosity, the acidy rains that fall has no rules
The heart and mind in contention of being the student in someone else’s hard Knox school
Such a dim-witted fool ...
That hate from you on display, not found in me, my persona will never be shifted
My blood festering in you, will take you out of your cordial groove
That is the divine law of nature when life does not pity the fool
When coveting animosity, the acidy rains that fall has no rules
The heart and mind in contention of being the student in someone else’s hard Knox school
Such a dim-witted fool ...
#war
#spiritual
#witches #evil
#witches #evil
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The Act Of Engaging Elphaba (West) Nessarose (East)
You may need encouragement when the garment of your vile is lifted
That hate from you on display, not found in me, my persona will never be shifted
My blood festering in you, will take you out of your cordial groove
That is the divine law of nature when life does not pity the fool
When coveting animosity, the acidy rains that fall has no rules
The heart and mind in contention of being the student in someone else’s hard Knox school
Such a dim-witted fool ...
That hate from you on display, not found in me, my persona will never be shifted
My blood festering in you, will take you out of your cordial groove
That is the divine law of nature when life does not pity the fool
When coveting animosity, the acidy rains that fall has no rules
The heart and mind in contention of being the student in someone else’s hard Knox school
Such a dim-witted fool ...
#war
#spiritual
#witches #evil
#witches #evil
220 reads
The Act Of Engaging Elphaba (West) Nessarose (East)
You may need encouragement when the garment of your vile is lifted
That hate from you on display, not found in me, my persona will never be shifted
My blood festering in you, will take you out of your cordial groove
That is the divine law of nature when life does not pity the fool
When coveting animosity, the acidy rains that fall has no rules
The heart and mind in contention of being the student in someone else’s hard Knox school
Such a dim-witted fool ...
That hate from you on display, not found in me, my persona will never be shifted
My blood festering in you, will take you out of your cordial groove
That is the divine law of nature when life does not pity the fool
When coveting animosity, the acidy rains that fall has no rules
The heart and mind in contention of being the student in someone else’s hard Knox school
Such a dim-witted fool ...
#war
#spiritual
#witches #evil
#witches #evil
220 reads
The Act Of Engaging Elphaba (West) Nessarose (East)
You may need encouragement when the garment of your vile is lifted
That hate from you on display, not found in me, my persona will never be shifted
My blood festering in you, will take you out of your cordial groove
That is the divine law of nature when life does not pity the fool
When coveting animosity, the acidy rains that fall has no rules
The heart and mind in contention of being the student in someone else’s hard Knox school
Such a dim-witted fool ...
That hate from you on display, not found in me, my persona will never be shifted
My blood festering in you, will take you out of your cordial groove
That is the divine law of nature when life does not pity the fool
When coveting animosity, the acidy rains that fall has no rules
The heart and mind in contention of being the student in someone else’s hard Knox school
Such a dim-witted fool ...
#war
#spiritual
#witches #evil
#witches #evil
220 reads
Father's Day
In those final moments before death comes,
will I taste my father’s lust and know past hurts,
or will what was harmful be turned to goodness?
Will the same passions that sustained me in life,
sustain me through death?
In those final moments,
will the songs sung in childhood
lift my sprit on that path from
known to unknown?
Will I know the hand
pressing my chest?
Or, is death a passing
from forgotten to remembered?
will I taste my father’s lust and know past hurts,
or will what was harmful be turned to goodness?
Will the same passions that sustained me in life,
sustain me through death?
In those final moments,
will the songs sung in childhood
lift my sprit on that path from
known to unknown?
Will I know the hand
pressing my chest?
Or, is death a passing
from forgotten to remembered?
#lust
#father
#death #evil
#death #evil
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Father's Day
In those final moments before death comes,
will I taste my father’s lust and know past hurts,
or will what was harmful be turned to goodness?
Will the same passions that sustained me in life,
sustain me through death?
In those final moments,
will the songs sung in childhood
lift my sprit on that path from
known to unknown?
Will I know the hand
pressing my chest?
Or, is death a passing
from forgotten to remembered?
will I taste my father’s lust and know past hurts,
or will what was harmful be turned to goodness?
Will the same passions that sustained me in life,
sustain me through death?
In those final moments,
will the songs sung in childhood
lift my sprit on that path from
known to unknown?
Will I know the hand
pressing my chest?
Or, is death a passing
from forgotten to remembered?
#lust
#father
#death #evil
#death #evil
215 reads
3 Comments
Father's Day
In those final moments before death comes,
will I taste my father’s lust and know past hurts,
or will what was harmful be turned to goodness?
Will the same passions that sustained me in life,
sustain me through death?
In those final moments,
will the songs sung in childhood
lift my sprit on that path from
known to unknown?
Will I know the hand
pressing my chest?
Or, is death a passing
from forgotten to remembered?
will I taste my father’s lust and know past hurts,
or will what was harmful be turned to goodness?
Will the same passions that sustained me in life,
sustain me through death?
In those final moments,
will the songs sung in childhood
lift my sprit on that path from
known to unknown?
Will I know the hand
pressing my chest?
Or, is death a passing
from forgotten to remembered?
#lust
#father
#death #evil
#death #evil
215 reads
3 Comments
Father's Day
In those final moments before death comes,
will I taste my father’s lust and know past hurts,
or will what was harmful be turned to goodness?
Will the same passions that sustained me in life,
sustain me through death?
In those final moments,
will the songs sung in childhood
lift my sprit on that path from
known to unknown?
Will I know the hand
pressing my chest?
Or, is death a passing
from forgotten to remembered?
will I taste my father’s lust and know past hurts,
or will what was harmful be turned to goodness?
Will the same passions that sustained me in life,
sustain me through death?
In those final moments,
will the songs sung in childhood
lift my sprit on that path from
known to unknown?
Will I know the hand
pressing my chest?
Or, is death a passing
from forgotten to remembered?
#lust
#father
#death #evil
#death #evil
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3 Comments
Deal Meal
Eat me hellish creature
what are you waiting for?
Swallow me now or
let me go from here.
Do you want me to leave you
an arm, a leg... an ear?
Maybe you prefer a glass
of this red thing that gushes!
Subtly devour my feet
like making a bed
or picking up eggs
in the empty chicken coop.
Fry my body on the grill
of your infernal eyes...
Rare, without salt
and almost no sauce.
Eat me creature eat me!
One inch at a time.
Sink teeth into the flesh
that will give you the sublime... ...
what are you waiting for?
Swallow me now or
let me go from here.
Do you want me to leave you
an arm, a leg... an ear?
Maybe you prefer a glass
of this red thing that gushes!
Subtly devour my feet
like making a bed
or picking up eggs
in the empty chicken coop.
Fry my body on the grill
of your infernal eyes...
Rare, without salt
and almost no sauce.
Eat me creature eat me!
One inch at a time.
Sink teeth into the flesh
that will give you the sublime... ...
#dark
#evil
#mirror
#hell
#myself
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Deal Meal
Eat me hellish creature
what are you waiting for?
Swallow me now or
let me go from here.
Do you want me to leave you
an arm, a leg... an ear?
Maybe you prefer a glass
of this red thing that gushes!
Subtly devour my feet
like making a bed
or picking up eggs
in the empty chicken coop.
Fry my body on the grill
of your infernal eyes...
Rare, without salt
and almost no sauce.
Eat me creature eat me!
One inch at a time.
Sink teeth into the flesh
that will give you the sublime... ...
what are you waiting for?
Swallow me now or
let me go from here.
Do you want me to leave you
an arm, a leg... an ear?
Maybe you prefer a glass
of this red thing that gushes!
Subtly devour my feet
like making a bed
or picking up eggs
in the empty chicken coop.
Fry my body on the grill
of your infernal eyes...
Rare, without salt
and almost no sauce.
Eat me creature eat me!
One inch at a time.
Sink teeth into the flesh
that will give you the sublime... ...
#dark
#evil
#mirror
#hell
#myself
138 reads
0 Comments
Deal Meal
Eat me hellish creature
what are you waiting for?
Swallow me now or
let me go from here.
Do you want me to leave you
an arm, a leg... an ear?
Maybe you prefer a glass
of this red thing that gushes!
Subtly devour my feet
like making a bed
or picking up eggs
in the empty chicken coop.
Fry my body on the grill
of your infernal eyes...
Rare, without salt
and almost no sauce.
Eat me creature eat me!
One inch at a time.
Sink teeth into the flesh
that will give you the sublime... ...
what are you waiting for?
Swallow me now or
let me go from here.
Do you want me to leave you
an arm, a leg... an ear?
Maybe you prefer a glass
of this red thing that gushes!
Subtly devour my feet
like making a bed
or picking up eggs
in the empty chicken coop.
Fry my body on the grill
of your infernal eyes...
Rare, without salt
and almost no sauce.
Eat me creature eat me!
One inch at a time.
Sink teeth into the flesh
that will give you the sublime... ...
#dark
#evil
#mirror
#hell
#myself
138 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Evil Published by Members Recently Online