AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
30th Mar 2019 10:39pm
30th Mar 2019 10:39pm
Ghost Town Maniac
Just a ghost town maniac
Empty streets to run riot
Everything feels the same
Reason is paralysed
Alive in a final scream
Only human
Implies some kind of sanity
I am every little monster
Born in my head
A switchblade messiah
The blackness in this soul
Reaches out like a flame
To burn down the world
A faithless revolution
That seeks to destroy
Behind my evil eye
I see in the colour red
Light has no gravity in my heart
Come lay yourself
In my arms of misery
...
Empty streets to run riot
Everything feels the same
Reason is paralysed
Alive in a final scream
Only human
Implies some kind of sanity
I am every little monster
Born in my head
A switchblade messiah
The blackness in this soul
Reaches out like a flame
To burn down the world
A faithless revolution
That seeks to destroy
Behind my evil eye
I see in the colour red
Light has no gravity in my heart
Come lay yourself
In my arms of misery
...
#dark
#evil
553 reads
10 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
10th Dec 2023 9:07pm
10th Dec 2023 9:07pm
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
271 reads
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
20th Jun 2022 2:30am
20th Jun 2022 2:30am
The Zombie King...
He was President Blowhard Elder Kid
Incapable of impulse control,
Ergo, he was always flipping his lid
Much like an ass with an unhinged hole
Or as an oracle devoted to shit
Revelations only a cracker could love
Or maybe a savagely inbred twit
Self lobotomized by a screwdriver shove
No doubt inspired by a "Jackass" flick
Or a too common Jerry Springer guest
Transmitting his haughty confederate dick
Sent to assuage a blond cousin's request
Witlessly proving that the master race
Is mostly a load of genetic disgrace.
Incapable of impulse control,
Ergo, he was always flipping his lid
Much like an ass with an unhinged hole
Or as an oracle devoted to shit
Revelations only a cracker could love
Or maybe a savagely inbred twit
Self lobotomized by a screwdriver shove
No doubt inspired by a "Jackass" flick
Or a too common Jerry Springer guest
Transmitting his haughty confederate dick
Sent to assuage a blond cousin's request
Witlessly proving that the master race
Is mostly a load of genetic disgrace.
#hate
#lies
#evil #hypocrisy
#evil #hypocrisy
411 reads
0 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
5th Oct 2018 2:58am
5th Oct 2018 2:58am
Here's what I do
What do you do with the mad that you feel
When you’re so angry you could spit
When your skin crawls with rage every day
And everyone seems full of shit
Do you punch a hole straight through the grin
on every oppressor’s big jaws?
Tear open his belly with your teeth
Disembowel him with your bare claws?
It’s great to be able to pour out the hate
When you see that the world has gone wrong
To imagine the evil that you could commit
As you sing this little song:
Just fuck you, you assholes - accomplices too
For...
When you’re so angry you could spit
When your skin crawls with rage every day
And everyone seems full of shit
Do you punch a hole straight through the grin
on every oppressor’s big jaws?
Tear open his belly with your teeth
Disembowel him with your bare claws?
It’s great to be able to pour out the hate
When you see that the world has gone wrong
To imagine the evil that you could commit
As you sing this little song:
Just fuck you, you assholes - accomplices too
For...
#anger
#dark
#evil
#WritingPoetry
#suffering
572 reads
8 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
26th Sep 2022 2:56pm
26th Sep 2022 2:56pm
Double Halloween Murder part 5 of 5
#dark
#murder
#evil
213 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 00:48am
19th Nov 2024 00:48am
Jack
In a veiled chamber of decadent soul
of a pendulum's hypnotic rhapsody
played by the Whitechapel Ripper
a melody of poetic seduction
of a dark obsession spiraling
falling into the pit of insanity
confessing to a shadow incognito
in a veiled chamber of decadent soul
of a pendulum's hypnotic rhapsody
played by the Whitechapel Ripper
a melody of poetic seduction
of a dark obsession spiraling
falling into the pit of insanity
confessing to a shadow incognito
in a veiled chamber of decadent soul
#dark
#evil
#horror
149 reads
4 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 3:11pm
19th Oct 2024 3:11pm
The Shame Of Their Perversions
She is at again,
lulling a new clientele
with the promise
of eventual release
From city to city,
displayed completely
drawing their eyes
to the assets
There are always those
that pay a little extra
to spend private time
in that cramped little booth
wanting her close enough
to smell her
She performs for all types
married men
lonely singles
even couples
Nobody is ever told,
where they are going
and that works to her advantage,
the shame of their perversions ...
lulling a new clientele
with the promise
of eventual release
From city to city,
displayed completely
drawing their eyes
to the assets
There are always those
that pay a little extra
to spend private time
in that cramped little booth
wanting her close enough
to smell her
She performs for all types
married men
lonely singles
even couples
Nobody is ever told,
where they are going
and that works to her advantage,
the shame of their perversions ...
#evil
#horror
#lust #murder
#lust #murder
159 reads
4 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
7th Jul 2021 2:40pm
7th Jul 2021 2:40pm
Cave Dwelling
Writing in the umbra dark with precision..
As a brief surge to uphold your illusion..
On not forgetting the topic; Over and yonder and even over the counter all these days folks pop is from Antihypertensive prescriptions..
Visibly agitated..
Socially subtracted..
Morally divided..
Faithfully subordinated..
Politically muted
Generally dejected..
Alright!.. We all know this
In can't be all happiness, peace and pancakes.. Right!
But when hypocrites assumed acting the role of angels..
It is even more...
As a brief surge to uphold your illusion..
On not forgetting the topic; Over and yonder and even over the counter all these days folks pop is from Antihypertensive prescriptions..
Visibly agitated..
Socially subtracted..
Morally divided..
Faithfully subordinated..
Politically muted
Generally dejected..
Alright!.. We all know this
In can't be all happiness, peace and pancakes.. Right!
But when hypocrites assumed acting the role of angels..
It is even more...
#dark
#evil
#TruthOfLife
#greed
#hypocrisy
495 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
13th Dec 2023 10:55pm
13th Dec 2023 10:55pm
A Christmas Peril
#dark
#evil
131 reads
0 Comments
Phantom2426
Poem Published
15th Oct 2020 9:23pm
15th Oct 2020 9:23pm
My Survival
I fight to survive certain
people in my family because
they cause my anger
to explode and sometimes
you want to kill them
but consequences are to high
for me so you write
poetry to get rid of
this anger inside your
soul which is causing
you pain and yes I know
they are family but
sometimes family
get on your nerves
So live life to the
fullest and the
Hell with the rest
people in my family because
they cause my anger
to explode and sometimes
you want to kill them
but consequences are to high
for me so you write
poetry to get rid of
this anger inside your
soul which is causing
you pain and yes I know
they are family but
sometimes family
get on your nerves
So live life to the
fullest and the
Hell with the rest
#anger
#anxiety
#men
#family
#evil
461 reads
7 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 10:49pm
16th Oct 2024 10:49pm
Begotten _ with "Vision_of_insanity"
Bleak world torn with ruin
Born from the infinite void
Subject towards your sensation
An image of a dying god
Eviscerated to bleed
A demise of the divine
Giving life to mayhem
Seeking bloodshed
Forsaken be thy father
Beget the scourge of your creation
Cast out of womb so desolate
Consumed by the funeral pyre
Visceral life emerging
From decay and destruction
Born only to writhe in pain
A slow torment to perish
Desecrated by the nomads...
Born from the infinite void
Subject towards your sensation
An image of a dying god
Eviscerated to bleed
A demise of the divine
Giving life to mayhem
Seeking bloodshed
Forsaken be thy father
Beget the scourge of your creation
Cast out of womb so desolate
Consumed by the funeral pyre
Visceral life emerging
From decay and destruction
Born only to writhe in pain
A slow torment to perish
Desecrated by the nomads...
#dark
#death
#evil #horror
#evil #horror
114 reads
6 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 11:22pm
6th Jan 2025 11:22pm
Soulstorm of the Wicked (Ghostlords of the Witch)
Through disease, war and self-destruction the Cunaim city-state fell
They was the greatest of them all who spiraled down broken stairs into hell,
“Those other city-states the Cunaim controlled were put in their place
Even though limited freedom was given they were still looked upon with disgrace,
“One vassal state secretly breed a generation until they bled poisonous blood
Every year performing an evil ritual holiday of sinister loyalty and fake love,
“With a form of Seppuku they would drain themselves dry
Upon farming fields, sewers...
They was the greatest of them all who spiraled down broken stairs into hell,
“Those other city-states the Cunaim controlled were put in their place
Even though limited freedom was given they were still looked upon with disgrace,
“One vassal state secretly breed a generation until they bled poisonous blood
Every year performing an evil ritual holiday of sinister loyalty and fake love,
“With a form of Seppuku they would drain themselves dry
Upon farming fields, sewers...
#dark
#evil
#ghosts #sacrifice
#ghosts #sacrifice
61 reads
2 Comments
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