Monster Poems
#monsters
Monster poems, here you'll find poetry about large and frightening imaginary creatures. Dark poems about monsters, and death and destruction at the hands of scary fictional beasts.
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
16th Apr 2021 8:26pm
16th Apr 2021 8:26pm
One Ring to Rule them All
Surely, it was the Evil Core
that the Lord of Gifts so furtive
embedded in the ring - the door
to the AntiMetatronic dirt of
Everything that is unholy;
for He knew that it's the power
chimeric of the offerings of nucleoli
that can confuse a being, showered
not by the Promised Abundance
but with Reeking Excrement Acid
immaculate plan, for all the bundles
of inversion gather essences, for ashes
infernal of the vampirism
for Sauron did utter damned
that he despised Varda's animism
he spitted on her...
that the Lord of Gifts so furtive
embedded in the ring - the door
to the AntiMetatronic dirt of
Everything that is unholy;
for He knew that it's the power
chimeric of the offerings of nucleoli
that can confuse a being, showered
not by the Promised Abundance
but with Reeking Excrement Acid
immaculate plan, for all the bundles
of inversion gather essences, for ashes
infernal of the vampirism
for Sauron did utter damned
that he despised Varda's animism
he spitted on her...
#evil
#faith
#spiritual
#monsters
#TruthOfLife
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2 Comments
evee
Poem Published
16th Apr 2021 00:30am
16th Apr 2021 00:30am
Hell awaits
Sultriest love, in between all the heat , connecting with meat Bestowing but only your best feats.. illustrate how would u dare eat me. Beef and red meats swinging past me. A meat locker packed with smoked ham I hope your ready to eat .it’s all good fun and games. Don’t let it go a waste instead find that place in your palate you can’t escape.
#lust
#devil
#monsters #hell
#monsters #hell
31 reads
3 Comments
Deepblue
Lexi M
Lexi M
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2021 4:28pm
3rd Apr 2021 4:28pm
Venomous Love
Like Madame Octa
to my my delicate skin,
You too have your venom deep within.
to my my delicate skin,
You too have your venom deep within.
#monsters
28 reads
1 Comment
arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
30th Mar 2021 3:43pm
30th Mar 2021 3:43pm
Pelotok
Selfie stick, hi! My name is Jennifer.
We can be best friends like FOREVER.
I could mount you on my mom's
exercise bike. And we can have zoom
parties and binge-watch the weather
with our smart watches altogether,
or whatever. I'm soo clever! LIKE!
(Eat that Peloton!) Ugh, Spring Break
#hashtag AtHomeAloneAgainInBed
because of Covid, remember? Now,
watch me take this silicone dick...
Tiktok, tiktok, tiktok, tik-. That one
goes out to you, #hashtag TREVOR.
Guess what!! My parents...
went on a trip like last...
We can be best friends like FOREVER.
I could mount you on my mom's
exercise bike. And we can have zoom
parties and binge-watch the weather
with our smart watches altogether,
or whatever. I'm soo clever! LIKE!
(Eat that Peloton!) Ugh, Spring Break
#hashtag AtHomeAloneAgainInBed
because of Covid, remember? Now,
watch me take this silicone dick...
Tiktok, tiktok, tiktok, tik-. That one
goes out to you, #hashtag TREVOR.
Guess what!! My parents...
went on a trip like last...
#monsters
29 reads
1 Comment
arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
29th Mar 2021 6:17pm
29th Mar 2021 6:17pm
King Of The Leppers
Leo The Lesser of Leppers
got rot spots to look like a leopard.
As pox colony midwife,
'was pretty good with a box knife,
and damned GRRREAT
with the salt and pepper!
Lepp said he really didn't need us
and though we were sad little cheetahs,
for the girls, he'd still meet us;
pity and pita us,
and mix us his famous
"Stale Bread & Still Feed Us".
Leo never done none the lesser...
Ghat wine? Like a stair stepper!
Even if they were fine,
he'd churn mercury-lyme.
One might liken him to
THREE TIMES...
got rot spots to look like a leopard.
As pox colony midwife,
'was pretty good with a box knife,
and damned GRRREAT
with the salt and pepper!
Lepp said he really didn't need us
and though we were sad little cheetahs,
for the girls, he'd still meet us;
pity and pita us,
and mix us his famous
"Stale Bread & Still Feed Us".
Leo never done none the lesser...
Ghat wine? Like a stair stepper!
Even if they were fine,
he'd churn mercury-lyme.
One might liken him to
THREE TIMES...
#monsters
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0 Comments
Xaphan
Poem Published
29th Mar 2021 1:09am
29th Mar 2021 1:09am
Where Demons Dwell
Where demons dwell, well you know it's hell defined
Here is not where I was, this is not my unwired mind
Every dark thought I conceived I hid in a lucid dream
Razing them in pyres, cremating the absurd obscene
Evil sated me, as hate baited me and I took the hook
Drowning in self loathing, but for my soul I didn't look
Eddying memories left me riding the demented mare
My apocalyptic psyche crumbling into a raven's stare
On the outside I am inside out and my eyes are glass
Nothing lives within, just my demons reflections pass
Satan sired them in...
Here is not where I was, this is not my unwired mind
Every dark thought I conceived I hid in a lucid dream
Razing them in pyres, cremating the absurd obscene
Evil sated me, as hate baited me and I took the hook
Drowning in self loathing, but for my soul I didn't look
Eddying memories left me riding the demented mare
My apocalyptic psyche crumbling into a raven's stare
On the outside I am inside out and my eyes are glass
Nothing lives within, just my demons reflections pass
Satan sired them in...
#dark
#monsters
#MentalHealth #nightmares
#MentalHealth #nightmares
68 reads
unnifaomsl
Poem Published
28th Mar 2021 7:36pm
28th Mar 2021 7:36pm
The Resistance
That spark in your eye
That you use to burn me,
The rough hands
You use to turn me
And throw me,
Ragdoll around
To be used
Deep scratched and bruised
At your feet to be of service
I was once alert and enthused,
Now I'm withdrawn and nervous.
Waiting for the next blow,
And feeling baited
Like a worm on a hook,
To reel a fish, you need to be sated.
And I can't right back,
These lustful violent attacks,
That leave me empty and cold,
All I wanted was someone to hold...
That you use to burn me,
The rough hands
You use to turn me
And throw me,
Ragdoll around
To be used
Deep scratched and bruised
At your feet to be of service
I was once alert and enthused,
Now I'm withdrawn and nervous.
Waiting for the next blow,
And feeling baited
Like a worm on a hook,
To reel a fish, you need to be sated.
And I can't right back,
These lustful violent attacks,
That leave me empty and cold,
All I wanted was someone to hold...
#abuse
#MeToo
#monsters
60 reads
3 Comments
Xaphan
Poem Published
27th Mar 2021 7:00pm
27th Mar 2021 7:00pm
Raised In Hell
Raised in Hell, one of three, all forged in dragon fire
Astaroth, is from the flaming pit, of the burning shire
In faux gods we trust, as the others revere his name
Sent to condemn and damn us, with his dying flame
Evil trinitarian, there is nothing in his stagnant heart
Darkness is his domain and his horrors a form of art
Insane in second sight and eyes like piercing tracers
No one lives in his gaze, or claws as sharp as razors
He will avenge, by using garrotting wires for snitches
Endearing himself, to old banshees and hag witches
Let no one...
Astaroth, is from the flaming pit, of the burning shire
In faux gods we trust, as the others revere his name
Sent to condemn and damn us, with his dying flame
Evil trinitarian, there is nothing in his stagnant heart
Darkness is his domain and his horrors a form of art
Insane in second sight and eyes like piercing tracers
No one lives in his gaze, or claws as sharp as razors
He will avenge, by using garrotting wires for snitches
Endearing himself, to old banshees and hag witches
Let no one...
#evil
#monsters
#hell
52 reads
arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
25th Mar 2021 5:39pm
25th Mar 2021 5:39pm
Ancient Recipe
#love
#monsters
57 reads
3 Comments
arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
25th Mar 2021 12:38pm
25th Mar 2021 12:38pm
Blanket Stains
They were both to blame
for the bloody reign where
shameless axe occurred
in their bilateral bowling lane.
Neither Bonnie nor Hyde deterred
when the bandages stirred
and appendages claimed
a mass of murderers.
Just some more names
to bless this house of pain
at holy massacre
on Devil's Sepulchre.
for the bloody reign where
shameless axe occurred
in their bilateral bowling lane.
Neither Bonnie nor Hyde deterred
when the bandages stirred
and appendages claimed
a mass of murderers.
Just some more names
to bless this house of pain
at holy massacre
on Devil's Sepulchre.
#monsters
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arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
25th Mar 2021 8:47am
25th Mar 2021 8:47am
Night Thunks
Chunks of your dreams want
to bite you, nummy-nummy.
They don't have teeth though,
so they show gummy gummy.
The bark scars the tree, and
the wreath necks the mummy,
but the trunk doesn't beam
for what's not in the tummy.
At night, thunks might gleam,
while by day barely glummy;
but if you chews the meme,
you must be the test dummy.
The game of life is a theme:
Bailey's, gin, how 'bout rummy?
Mix all together, Kahlua luau...
right out your bummy bummy.
to bite you, nummy-nummy.
They don't have teeth though,
so they show gummy gummy.
The bark scars the tree, and
the wreath necks the mummy,
but the trunk doesn't beam
for what's not in the tummy.
At night, thunks might gleam,
while by day barely glummy;
but if you chews the meme,
you must be the test dummy.
The game of life is a theme:
Bailey's, gin, how 'bout rummy?
Mix all together, Kahlua luau...
right out your bummy bummy.
#monsters
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arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2021 5:43pm
23rd Mar 2021 5:43pm
Clone Sixty-Nigh
I smell the natal nubby,
where your mountain grew into a zit.
Plant your pointed fingers
and enter the wrong PIN, Nokia.
Access denied drives me hungry,
and into a chubby fit.
There's a fountain of flies
laying deep in the cyber pit.
Do I tarry, or tell a tubby,
to spark conversation a bit?
Back that grease trap
right into my future.
I came here to suture and scat
a Tamaguch in your muto-slit;
grandmother from another daughter...
baby shower with bile, bludgeon,
and blister my curmudgeoned bulge
with your...
where your mountain grew into a zit.
Plant your pointed fingers
and enter the wrong PIN, Nokia.
Access denied drives me hungry,
and into a chubby fit.
There's a fountain of flies
laying deep in the cyber pit.
Do I tarry, or tell a tubby,
to spark conversation a bit?
Back that grease trap
right into my future.
I came here to suture and scat
a Tamaguch in your muto-slit;
grandmother from another daughter...
baby shower with bile, bludgeon,
and blister my curmudgeoned bulge
with your...
#MeToo
#monsters
35 reads
2 Comments
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