Least Read Poems About Hate
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ALLITERATION: The Sneaky, Slimy, Slithering, Serpenty-Snake
The sneaky, slimy, slithering, squirming snake silently sat shamefully,
Stupendously-stumped.
The seated, sizzling, sneaky, slimy, slithering serpent still stupendously-stumped,
Squirmed slowly searching signaling scents.
With no stopping the squirming, silently-sneaky, slithering, shamefully-stumped serpent searching sign, the snake slithers sizzling surround sound.
Only with punishment, the slithering, slimy, silent, shamefully-stumped serpent stops sin-searching.
Now, be a bumble bee, buzling big bumble bubbles and not a sneaky, slimy,...
Stupendously-stumped.
The seated, sizzling, sneaky, slimy, slithering serpent still stupendously-stumped,
Squirmed slowly searching signaling scents.
With no stopping the squirming, silently-sneaky, slithering, shamefully-stumped serpent searching sign, the snake slithers sizzling surround sound.
Only with punishment, the slithering, slimy, silent, shamefully-stumped serpent stops sin-searching.
Now, be a bumble bee, buzling big bumble bubbles and not a sneaky, slimy,...
#hate
#lies
#evil
#greed
#hypocrisy
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Mask Up
Invisible entities
Are an asshole’s debate
Plausible amenities
Become head of state
Blissful ignorance
Plague the mind’s mechanics
Sacrificed innocence
Escort quarantine panics
Dumb-ass syndrome
Spreads quicker than the virus
Victimized alone
Alters everyone pious
Rebellious actions
Increase the odds of risk
Media fashions
Whip the public like a whisk
CDC restrictions
Eradicate the freedom of thought
Grocery afflictions
Institue the public’s onslaught
Covid 19
Divides...
Are an asshole’s debate
Plausible amenities
Become head of state
Blissful ignorance
Plague the mind’s mechanics
Sacrificed innocence
Escort quarantine panics
Dumb-ass syndrome
Spreads quicker than the virus
Victimized alone
Alters everyone pious
Rebellious actions
Increase the odds of risk
Media fashions
Whip the public like a whisk
CDC restrictions
Eradicate the freedom of thought
Grocery afflictions
Institue the public’s onslaught
Covid 19
Divides...
#anger
#hate
#shame
#frustration
#fear
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Abandonment Issues
I tear into my chest
With my bare hand and nails
Extracting my heart from my breast
I must know all its tales
It beats in my clutch
A seasoned hostage all black and blue
Cold hearted to my touch
Riddled with tiny worms where scar tissue grew
The sewage that seeped from its chambers
Emitted a strong foul must
Ordaining us perfect strangers
A never-ending martyr of trust
The blood that once jogged red
Was now corrupted and black
Conjuring envy as it spread
Consuming its bitterness in its own payback
I slowly applied...
With my bare hand and nails
Extracting my heart from my breast
I must know all its tales
It beats in my clutch
A seasoned hostage all black and blue
Cold hearted to my touch
Riddled with tiny worms where scar tissue grew
The sewage that seeped from its chambers
Emitted a strong foul must
Ordaining us perfect strangers
A never-ending martyr of trust
The blood that once jogged red
Was now corrupted and black
Conjuring envy as it spread
Consuming its bitterness in its own payback
I slowly applied...
#sadness
#anger
#hate
#loneliness
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Taste the Blade
See the pack of lies
ravenous wolves in wool sweaters
running on the ice within your eyes
until they fall to their deaths in
fake tears
Years ago I would have thought you
beautiful, but now I smell the horses
breath upon you and see the trampled
bodies over your shoulder, you’re a
liar and I hate you
A hatred that burns and leaves my
heart branded, it beats to the tempo
of war drums in the distance, I lose
myself in the smoke and choke on
the childhood memories
Your future is apocalyptic ...
ravenous wolves in wool sweaters
running on the ice within your eyes
until they fall to their deaths in
fake tears
Years ago I would have thought you
beautiful, but now I smell the horses
breath upon you and see the trampled
bodies over your shoulder, you’re a
liar and I hate you
A hatred that burns and leaves my
heart branded, it beats to the tempo
of war drums in the distance, I lose
myself in the smoke and choke on
the childhood memories
Your future is apocalyptic ...
#anger
#dark
#frustration #hate
#frustration #hate
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Where's My Baby?
Part 1
They drug her by her hair
She kicked and screamed in despair
They bound her hands and feet
They carried her inside a bloody sheet
They threw her on a stump
Forcing her to position in a slump
They tore the sheet from round her head
A trio of sixes slowly bled
She sneered at her captives
In a language of madness
She vowed to exact revenge
Her words became a poisonous syringe
She mocked the performing priest
Her hatred for him increased
He bellowed the biblical scriptures
As the mass chanted the...
They drug her by her hair
She kicked and screamed in despair
They bound her hands and feet
They carried her inside a bloody sheet
They threw her on a stump
Forcing her to position in a slump
They tore the sheet from round her head
A trio of sixes slowly bled
She sneered at her captives
In a language of madness
She vowed to exact revenge
Her words became a poisonous syringe
She mocked the performing priest
Her hatred for him increased
He bellowed the biblical scriptures
As the mass chanted the...
#hate
#dark
#evil
#holiday
#witches
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Eroticism of Violence
She tripped on someone’s bad idea
I suppose it hurt some
maybe she’ll let me taste the blood
and tickle the big guns
Shooting dope and wearing clown shoes
she falls on her big red nose
testifying that’s she’s dumb
behind the make up
She looks good wearing red
no need to kill her
but I might still
She slips on heels and eats some boots
so her teeth are bleeding
I want to strip away her veins
and drink pain from the flies
Malnutrition, I taste the bones
I still feel her on my tongue ...
I suppose it hurt some
maybe she’ll let me taste the blood
and tickle the big guns
Shooting dope and wearing clown shoes
she falls on her big red nose
testifying that’s she’s dumb
behind the make up
She looks good wearing red
no need to kill her
but I might still
She slips on heels and eats some boots
so her teeth are bleeding
I want to strip away her veins
and drink pain from the flies
Malnutrition, I taste the bones
I still feel her on my tongue ...
#death
#hate
#manipulation
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Blood Moon's Curse
I feel myself slipping
The pain of my flesh stripping
The bed of my nails splitting
Veins in my heart ripping
Myself and wolf mixing
Cartilage and bone committing
My facial features shifting
Humanity slowly drifting
Changeling thoughts spinning
Man and beast kissing
The taste of blood gripping
Sniffing
Spilling
The pain of my flesh stripping
The bed of my nails splitting
Veins in my heart ripping
Myself and wolf mixing
Cartilage and bone committing
My facial features shifting
Humanity slowly drifting
Changeling thoughts spinning
Man and beast kissing
The taste of blood gripping
Sniffing
Spilling
#anxiety
#hate
#Halloween
#confusion
#fear
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Dead To Me
The stench of your composure
Sealed your coffin of closure
The tea party is over
Every bone has reaped exposure
That gurgle you speak
Which you think is interpreted to me as speech
Dive to their deaths off your beak
Drowned in your bullshit creek
Every advance you make is cold
A candle snuffed out but never old
Always ventured-never sold
Guilty ridden-predatorily sowed
Sealed your coffin of closure
The tea party is over
Every bone has reaped exposure
That gurgle you speak
Which you think is interpreted to me as speech
Dive to their deaths off your beak
Drowned in your bullshit creek
Every advance you make is cold
A candle snuffed out but never old
Always ventured-never sold
Guilty ridden-predatorily sowed
#anger
#hate
#grief
#dark
#disappointment
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Bury Me Alive
My life is now forfeit
Benign of any existence
An unholy vessel gone morbid
Rapidly retarding at the account of her distance
Rabid paranoia
Engross my brain
Her and I were earth’s only sequoia
Embalmed through the ashes of deaths domain
We lived a thousand lives
And died ten thousand deaths
She was the first of my wives
The only one to sustain my breaths
I was her ruler
The right hand of Satan
Left hand of God’s skewer
Two pagan deities forsaken
Our love was the epitome of evil
Transposed through light and...
Benign of any existence
An unholy vessel gone morbid
Rapidly retarding at the account of her distance
Rabid paranoia
Engross my brain
Her and I were earth’s only sequoia
Embalmed through the ashes of deaths domain
We lived a thousand lives
And died ten thousand deaths
She was the first of my wives
The only one to sustain my breaths
I was her ruler
The right hand of Satan
Left hand of God’s skewer
Two pagan deities forsaken
Our love was the epitome of evil
Transposed through light and...
#anger
#hate
#grief
#dark
#heartbroken
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Princess Alia vs The Hypocritical Prude
#hate
#hypocrisy
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k- The Ways The Mind Poisons The Heart As In The Heavens As On The Earth
The nature of Magik is pure. The nature of those who invoke it is ... suspect at best. To wield it creates a responsibility. Though most invocations are neutral in this, conjuring a cloak or summoning an article of clothing, some tend to fall outside this area. Altering one's perception or reality. Manipulating one as a puppet, Enchanting, carries more serious affects.
This never stopped those who use it from carrying out dastardly deeds and might explain the Karmic effects befallen them in later times. The divine ledger, as it were, checking off each box as appropriate to the...
This never stopped those who use it from carrying out dastardly deeds and might explain the Karmic effects befallen them in later times. The divine ledger, as it were, checking off each box as appropriate to the...
#love
#hate
#dreams
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Invocation
I call upon the Legion, from the depths of darkest night,
Lilith’s breath in my veins, I bask in her wicked light.
Through the gates of Hell I crawl, and the demons answer back,
Feel the fire of the Abyss, let it burn my soul to black.
In the name of Azazel, I curse your hollow prayers,
Lucifer’s hand on my chest, showing me the snare.
I spit on your salvation, on the lies of your gods,
The flames of Perdition consume you, bound in iron rods.
By the black sun, I rise, anointed by despair,
Feel the weight of demons, feel the cold, bitter...
Lilith’s breath in my veins, I bask in her wicked light.
Through the gates of Hell I crawl, and the demons answer back,
Feel the fire of the Abyss, let it burn my soul to black.
In the name of Azazel, I curse your hollow prayers,
Lucifer’s hand on my chest, showing me the snare.
I spit on your salvation, on the lies of your gods,
The flames of Perdition consume you, bound in iron rods.
By the black sun, I rise, anointed by despair,
Feel the weight of demons, feel the cold, bitter...
#dark
#hate
#sacrifice #suffering
#sacrifice #suffering
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Hate