Murder Poems
#murder
Murder poems about killing or being killed. Poems about murder, including dark fictional poetry, and poems about crimes of passion, serial killers, mass murder and genocide.
John Doe
John Doe was the name given to the bits & pieces of a man who was murdered and scattered throughout Detroit in the summer of 1995. The first part of him to turn up was his bloody naked torso. It rolled down a conveyor belt at a paper recycling plant, much to the horror of Ader Titsoff. A few days later, a volunteer at a Detroit Church noticed flies buzzing around a trash bag. Inside was John's head. The rest of him was eventually discovered at a children's playground. One girl named Anita Bath discovered the grizzly remains one late summer morning. All that was left was a thigh bone, a...
#children
#fiction
#horror
#murder
#satirical
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Success!
Three hours ago
She tried to take her own life
I'll help her succeed
She tried to take her own life
I'll help her succeed
#dark
#murder
#satirical
#senryu
#suicide
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The Co-Ed Killer
Young Edmund Kemper would decapitate his sister's cats
Hated his mother, which led to many violent spats
He'd play out his own death in grisly roles
Murdered his grandparents at 15 years old
He honed this facade in the coming years
While his private world contained much darker ideas
After only 5 years in a state facility
He fooled them all, with politeness & civility
Between May 1972 and April 1973
Kemper murdered 8 people, You can say that's a killing spree
A claw hammer to the head and a penknife slit her throat
The murder of...
Hated his mother, which led to many violent spats
He'd play out his own death in grisly roles
Murdered his grandparents at 15 years old
He honed this facade in the coming years
While his private world contained much darker ideas
After only 5 years in a state facility
He fooled them all, with politeness & civility
Between May 1972 and April 1973
Kemper murdered 8 people, You can say that's a killing spree
A claw hammer to the head and a penknife slit her throat
The murder of...
#MentalHealth
#murder
#nonfiction
#PopCulture
#violence
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Erotic Murder

#betrayal
#death
#murder #sex
#murder #sex
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The Boogeyman
The story teller of words ✍️ do you know who is the Boogeyman, for sure do you believe that someone is pulling the strings, of the puppet Master. (DROP THE MIC 🎤🔥🔥🔥) For as the new administration is finally in full force to uncovering, things that the dusted government didn't, want us to know, 🤨 as American citizens of the United States of America. 🤔. For sure now that they are uncovered the deepness and power of the Democrats party, to much funds are being funded by chance going into someone else's account. 😕 But yet all...
#corruption
#deception
#murder
#politics
#war
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Massacre On St. Valentines Day
Month's before the "Wall Street Crash"
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
There was a bloody fight
Between two rival gangs in Chicago
It was a cold and snowy day in 1929
A celebration day for many lovers
Killers, thugs and mobsters
Running wild all over the streets
Spreading death everywhere in the city
G-Men had their hands full
There was a trap on North Clark Street
Seven men waiting for a truck load that never came
As Moran's gang was ordered to line up against the wall
Two phony police officers opened fire with Thompson...
#corruption
#historical
#murder
#nonfiction
#ValentinesDay
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simplesmente mata-me de amor
read the title
forget the subtitles
forget the subtitles
#love
#murder
#music
#patience
#silence
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6 Comments
Private Dick
I looked at my watch, it was nearly eight o’clock. It had been a slow night so I decided to close up shop when she walked in through the door like a cool night breeze.
She was a buxom brunette with a silhouette like magic and dreams. She wore a red and black dress that hugged her curves. This dame looked more dangerous than all the perps I had ever tailed.
She had an hour glass figure with hips like a stand-up jazz bass, ready to be pressed against you, to be plucked and played. She had red luscious lips so full and pouty she looked like she was constantly...
She was a buxom brunette with a silhouette like magic and dreams. She wore a red and black dress that hugged her curves. This dame looked more dangerous than all the perps I had ever tailed.
She had an hour glass figure with hips like a stand-up jazz bass, ready to be pressed against you, to be plucked and played. She had red luscious lips so full and pouty she looked like she was constantly...
#murder
#mystery
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This sounds fishy
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ WHAT I would like to do is have a intelligent conversation of right and wrong. For sure how many of us who have known, someone who has been killed by the blue 🧱 of silence over the years. 😔 For isn't it kind of strange, that those who were pardon and released mysteriously come to an unexpected crime of death,🤔 from the January six of the chaos and drama, that became world news around the world. 🌍 For here we go again another person was killed, by the blue wall 🧱 of silence. YET we can't...
#corruption
#deception
#HumanRights
#murder
#violence
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This poem is called Child Murder
My name's sky I'm three,My eyes are swollen.I can't see,I must be stupid.I must be bad,What else could have made my daddy so mad?I wish i were better i wish i weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.I can't do wrong i can't speak at all or else i am lockup all day long.When i am awake i am all alone.The house is dark my folks aren't home.When my mommy does come home.I'll try and be nice,so maybe i will just get one whipping tonight.I just heard a car,my daddy's back from charlies bar.I hear him curse.My name's called,I press myself against the wall.I try to hide from his...
#death
#father
#murder #son
#murder #son
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I
All
women
I loved are
dead and gone
does it however make
me an emotional serial killer
!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
women
I loved are
dead and gone
does it however make
me an emotional serial killer
!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
#emotional
#humankind
#love
#murder
#silence
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6 Comments
Haters of the Truth
You commend the poet with flattery when you agree with what he writes,
But you make disdainful comments when you disagree with his work.
You challenge his writing because you have bad intentions towards him.
Furthermore, you raise nonsensical side points to anger and entrap the writer.
The poet would rather not have conversations with evil-minded people.
On many occasions, you dissent to the views of the poet and create confusions.
You deliberately misrepresent the poet’s arguments to mislead the readers.
The people who oppose the work of the...
But you make disdainful comments when you disagree with his work.
You challenge his writing because you have bad intentions towards him.
Furthermore, you raise nonsensical side points to anger and entrap the writer.
The poet would rather not have conversations with evil-minded people.
On many occasions, you dissent to the views of the poet and create confusions.
You deliberately misrepresent the poet’s arguments to mislead the readers.
The people who oppose the work of the...
#anger
#hate
#money
#murder
#racism
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