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.
randyjohnson
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 12:55pm
23rd Dec 2024 12:55pm
It Wasn't A Wonderful Life
Some people were upset and they said it was unfair.
George Bailey killed old man Potter and he went to the electric chair.
George discovered that the eight thousand was stolen by Potter.
George became enraged and he was angry enough to slaughter.
George went to Potter's house with his gun and he shot him through the heart.
As they strapped George to the electric chair, he knew his decision wasn't smart.
George refused to have his head shaven and his hair burst into flames.
Poor George truly became a hot head and he only had himself to blame.
George...
George Bailey killed old man Potter and he went to the electric chair.
George discovered that the eight thousand was stolen by Potter.
George became enraged and he was angry enough to slaughter.
George went to Potter's house with his gun and he shot him through the heart.
As they strapped George to the electric chair, he knew his decision wasn't smart.
George refused to have his head shaven and his hair burst into flames.
Poor George truly became a hot head and he only had himself to blame.
George...
#death
#fiction
#murder
#parody
#Christmas
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EmoPedals
domnro
domnro
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 3:29am
22nd Dec 2024 3:29am
Something to do with murder and love?
#angels
#devil
#love #murder
#love #murder
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 3:06pm
19th Dec 2024 3:06pm
Santa Claus Did It
a Christmas detective story
Lord Sixtus Runcorn had been murdered with an axe, by Santa Claus. Lady Runcorn had seen it through the window of the library while she was walking the primrose path about the house and promptly screamed the estate to a standstill. A doctor was on hand to administer a sedative and she was now sleeping in her chambers, attended by a close friend.
Inspector Frodsham gathered everyone in the drawing room. It was a tradition among the Runcorns of Arrowfield to retire early on Christmas Eve, so the suspects were dressed in pyjamas and robes,...
Lord Sixtus Runcorn had been murdered with an axe, by Santa Claus. Lady Runcorn had seen it through the window of the library while she was walking the primrose path about the house and promptly screamed the estate to a standstill. A doctor was on hand to administer a sedative and she was now sleeping in her chambers, attended by a close friend.
Inspector Frodsham gathered everyone in the drawing room. It was a tradition among the Runcorns of Arrowfield to retire early on Christmas Eve, so the suspects were dressed in pyjamas and robes,...
#Christmas
#murder
#mystery #ShortStory
#mystery #ShortStory
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2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 11:06am
18th Dec 2024 11:06am
The Friendly Abductor
Get in the car please
No not in the seat, in the trunk
Oh I'm terribly sorry
Where's my manners
I'll open that for you
Comfy now?
Good
I'll move those items over for you
Yes, that's right, that's a sledgehammer, a shovel, an axe and a hunting knife
Don't worry, once we arrive to our destination,
I will bludgeon you, chop you up and throw you into a shallow grave
I promise, you won't feel a thing
Enjoy the ride
SLAM!
No not in the seat, in the trunk
Oh I'm terribly sorry
Where's my manners
I'll open that for you
Comfy now?
Good
I'll move those items over for you
Yes, that's right, that's a sledgehammer, a shovel, an axe and a hunting knife
Don't worry, once we arrive to our destination,
I will bludgeon you, chop you up and throw you into a shallow grave
I promise, you won't feel a thing
Enjoy the ride
SLAM!
#kindness
#murder
#parody
62 reads
14 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 5:35pm
15th Dec 2024 5:35pm
The Snowman’s Revenge
a Christmas ghost story
Not one person knew who made the snowman,
they said in the end it was “kids”,
that venerable answer to
such articles of mystery.
A year had passed since Peter’s dad
had shot himself where now the snowman stood,
on losing his job in the pits,
to bitter end cursing his faithless wife.
The carrot nose and coal buttons,
the dotted smile, eyes, top hat, and scarf;
it looked like some kind wizard stopped
and filled the drive with cheer for passers by.
With child’s logic, though, Peter...
Not one person knew who made the snowman,
they said in the end it was “kids”,
that venerable answer to
such articles of mystery.
A year had passed since Peter’s dad
had shot himself where now the snowman stood,
on losing his job in the pits,
to bitter end cursing his faithless wife.
The carrot nose and coal buttons,
the dotted smile, eyes, top hat, and scarf;
it looked like some kind wizard stopped
and filled the drive with cheer for passers by.
With child’s logic, though, Peter...
#Christmas
#ghosts
#murder #revenge
#murder #revenge
53 reads
1 Comment
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 8:10pm
13th Dec 2024 8:10pm
Three Clowns for Samhain
#corruption
#dark
#Halloween
#horror
#murder
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 7:01pm
9th Dec 2024 7:01pm
Black and Red
It asked how I feel inside
and I replied
black and red
Are there other words to use instead
I’m sure there are but like I said,
black and red
If you peeled it all away
all that stays is
black and red
Bleeding like a river
as you start to shiver
a soft sweet whisper
black and red…
and I replied
black and red
Are there other words to use instead
I’m sure there are but like I said,
black and red
If you peeled it all away
all that stays is
black and red
Bleeding like a river
as you start to shiver
a soft sweet whisper
black and red…
#dark
#MentalHealth
#murder
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 11:10am
2nd Dec 2024 11:10am
We're all just a f**king number anyway
Right, Left, Black, White, He Or She
Rich, Poor, Young, Old, You Or Me
I Don't Care
Killer, Heathen, Dumb, Smart or Impaired
Brown, Yellow, Beggar, Gay, Whore, I'll never care
Difference In Look Or Opinion, Makes No Fucking Difference To Me
We're All Equals
The powers to be divide us up.
They create the boundaries, the wars, the prejudices we have for each other.
They want us to hate, to kill, to destroy, for their gain.
Rich, Poor, Young, Old, You Or Me
I Don't Care
Killer, Heathen, Dumb, Smart or Impaired
Brown, Yellow, Beggar, Gay, Whore, I'll never care
Difference In Look Or Opinion, Makes No Fucking Difference To Me
We're All Equals
The powers to be divide us up.
They create the boundaries, the wars, the prejudices we have for each other.
They want us to hate, to kill, to destroy, for their gain.
#hate
#manipulation
#murder
#politics
#power
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 8:02pm
22nd Nov 2024 8:02pm
Innocent until proven stupid
The father appears at a funeral
His wife, daughter & son are all dead
They were shot, execution style
He was home that night
He claimed he was passed out, piss drunk on the bed
They never found the assailants
They never found the gun
2 weeks later he moved in with his girlfriend
He confessed to murdering all of his family
She believed him
They were married one month later
His wife, daughter & son are all dead
They were shot, execution style
He was home that night
He claimed he was passed out, piss drunk on the bed
They never found the assailants
They never found the gun
2 weeks later he moved in with his girlfriend
He confessed to murdering all of his family
She believed him
They were married one month later
#apathy
#emptiness
#family
#ignorance
#murder
70 reads
10 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 2:12pm
20th Nov 2024 2:12pm
The Laws they Break to Claim
In your book written by man,
seems you always had a plan,
"Thou shalt not kill," hands carve into stone,
Yet the streets filled, mother's crying in pain,
the dead children lie alone.
Your man made laws seem revered, while gods rules are yet feared, apparently you said they were divine,
Mocked by the blood of innocence that stains the vine.
Oh, the irony of laws they once did pen
Rules from gods, ignored by men.
In lands where olive groves once grew,
The soil runs red was it worth it to "you"? ...
seems you always had a plan,
"Thou shalt not kill," hands carve into stone,
Yet the streets filled, mother's crying in pain,
the dead children lie alone.
Your man made laws seem revered, while gods rules are yet feared, apparently you said they were divine,
Mocked by the blood of innocence that stains the vine.
Oh, the irony of laws they once did pen
Rules from gods, ignored by men.
In lands where olive groves once grew,
The soil runs red was it worth it to "you"? ...
#hurt
#murder
#religion
120 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 3:41am
13th Nov 2024 3:41am
Cleveland Texas
Cleveland Texas
Don’t forget about the dog people
Half human half bitch
Barks when I get a delivery
Back yard grass is tall
Shadow behind the trees
Emerges as I squint my eyes
Human on dogs legs
Wearing camouflage and
Strapping Ar15
Area 51 Roswell
Genetic mutant before me
Not in his birthday suit
Dog hairs on fabric
Clip is in let the anger begin
Scenic split seconds
Thunder in the living room
So you told me to stop
Firing grim reapers ...
Don’t forget about the dog people
Half human half bitch
Barks when I get a delivery
Back yard grass is tall
Shadow behind the trees
Emerges as I squint my eyes
Human on dogs legs
Wearing camouflage and
Strapping Ar15
Area 51 Roswell
Genetic mutant before me
Not in his birthday suit
Dog hairs on fabric
Clip is in let the anger begin
Scenic split seconds
Thunder in the living room
So you told me to stop
Firing grim reapers ...
#anger
#GunControl
#murder #sadness
#murder #sadness
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oldmanG
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 6:56am
12th Nov 2024 6:56am
Off of the Tint
See the reflection
Off of the tint
Bloody violence is the scene
Feeling Dakota in the big apple
One who walks among angels of music
Just laid down a new track
Watching the wheels spinning
As he gets into the limousine
Sittin beside him is his lady
No she didn’t break up the Beatles
She’s his companion
Through this twisted world
Skin on skin with baby Sean
Beautiful boy waiting upstairs
Pulls the handle steps out
He’s a gentleman so ...
Off of the tint
Bloody violence is the scene
Feeling Dakota in the big apple
One who walks among angels of music
Just laid down a new track
Watching the wheels spinning
As he gets into the limousine
Sittin beside him is his lady
No she didn’t break up the Beatles
She’s his companion
Through this twisted world
Skin on skin with baby Sean
Beautiful boy waiting upstairs
Pulls the handle steps out
He’s a gentleman so ...
#anger
#despair
#emptiness
#GunControl
#murder
65 reads
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