Poems About Murder Seeking Friendly Advice
#murder
Humanity?
A
highly
advanced
Brutally
backward
peoples
Murderous
psycho's
by Jemia
highly
advanced
Brutally
backward
peoples
Murderous
psycho's
by Jemia
#humankind
#murder
#oppression #war
#oppression #war
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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
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The urn
Seven minutes remain of this simulation
where I have laid, restless to study this morning
my hands in the sodden sweetgrass where my skin was moistened
by death. It was the bloom that said don’t go back there, to the darkness within the shroud. The light at dawn wants to listen
to gunshot flair in the morning breeze. This day, you were framed in rage. Teeth gnashed and full throttle.
This day, I was the white heat of guilt, hands cramped
and muddied by the silt of forever. I was blended—
my emotion raw on my voice box, screaming “Why...
where I have laid, restless to study this morning
my hands in the sodden sweetgrass where my skin was moistened
by death. It was the bloom that said don’t go back there, to the darkness within the shroud. The light at dawn wants to listen
to gunshot flair in the morning breeze. This day, you were framed in rage. Teeth gnashed and full throttle.
This day, I was the white heat of guilt, hands cramped
and muddied by the silt of forever. I was blended—
my emotion raw on my voice box, screaming “Why...
#death
#murder
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Isreal, Notrael (5-7-5)
Why
are
we
funding?
Netanyahu's
genocide
War
crimes
Palestine
by Jemia
are
we
funding?
Netanyahu's
genocide
War
crimes
Palestine
by Jemia
#money
#murder
#war
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War Beast
Netanyahu
name
Genocide,
is
his
war
game
A
shameless
monster
by Jemia
name
Genocide,
is
his
war
game
A
shameless
monster
by Jemia
#monsters
#murder
#war
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Griming the ivory
The depth of your sorrow was visual
Written in the tattoos that you wore
You were discarded, forgotten and empty
We offered you roses
but you fixated on the thorns
Just thirty-one
and already
so broken
The drugs were your handler
Laying out every waking second
A lifestyle tethered to your spirit like moss
Covering every inch with its breadth
Parading over the ledges of death
To choke you of life
and honour
Darkness moped over your existence
Griming your ivory
Paling...
Written in the tattoos that you wore
You were discarded, forgotten and empty
We offered you roses
but you fixated on the thorns
Just thirty-one
and already
so broken
The drugs were your handler
Laying out every waking second
A lifestyle tethered to your spirit like moss
Covering every inch with its breadth
Parading over the ledges of death
To choke you of life
and honour
Darkness moped over your existence
Griming your ivory
Paling...
#dark
#murder
#sadness
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4 Comments
Murder at the Orient Sexpress Chapter 2
#erotic
#murder
#mystery #scifi
#mystery #scifi
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Murder at the Orient Sexpress Chapter 1
#erotic
#murder
#mystery #scifi
#mystery #scifi
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The Pistolphiles
" But Jesus said, Suffer little children,
forbid them not, to come unto me:
for of such is the kingdom of heaven "
not hasten their deaths with guns, can't you see,
In mass gun-death sites, of kids, to clean the gore,
they've to bring in specialised cleaning folks
to scrape the walls, ceilings, furniture and floors,
schoolrooms and malls turned into abattoirs, no joke.
Who champions such things, who lets it begin
those who allow carry and concealed carry? In my eyes
there's thousands of you, brainwashed to this...
forbid them not, to come unto me:
for of such is the kingdom of heaven "
not hasten their deaths with guns, can't you see,
In mass gun-death sites, of kids, to clean the gore,
they've to bring in specialised cleaning folks
to scrape the walls, ceilings, furniture and floors,
schoolrooms and malls turned into abattoirs, no joke.
Who champions such things, who lets it begin
those who allow carry and concealed carry? In my eyes
there's thousands of you, brainwashed to this...
#GunControl
#murder
#rhyming
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Phallic Warfare (5-7-5)
Metal
penises
pointed
Shoot
spouting
metalic
sperm
The
ending
of
life
by Jemia
penises
pointed
Shoot
spouting
metalic
sperm
The
ending
of
life
by Jemia
#GunControl
#murder
#sex #war
#sex #war
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Sizzle and Slip
It’s funny how the little things breed,
crawling in your skin, up your spine
into the mind, sizzling~
weak, scrawny little boy, fucked, burned
and whispered to by the devil
I died back then, it’s cool
The pain never bothered me, it was the
fear, I hated being afraid so I let that
die as well, everything falls away until
all you are is nothing, empty and alone,
a heart cold and blackened
eats at the soul daily
War left me a killer, a life of abuse mingled
with service, spiced up by prison, but I
have strength and...
crawling in your skin, up your spine
into the mind, sizzling~
weak, scrawny little boy, fucked, burned
and whispered to by the devil
I died back then, it’s cool
The pain never bothered me, it was the
fear, I hated being afraid so I let that
die as well, everything falls away until
all you are is nothing, empty and alone,
a heart cold and blackened
eats at the soul daily
War left me a killer, a life of abuse mingled
with service, spiced up by prison, but I
have strength and...
#MentalHealth
#murder
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Spit on mercy seat
Spit covers the street
I try to stay descreet
When people lay next to my feet
Not show my downbeat
Urge to deplete elite
I spit on mercy seat
Covered to decollete
I won't be your forcemeat
Pick bleat over maltreat
Till they drop me to concrete
I try to stay descreet
When people lay next to my feet
Not show my downbeat
Urge to deplete elite
I spit on mercy seat
Covered to decollete
I won't be your forcemeat
Pick bleat over maltreat
Till they drop me to concrete
#corruption
#HumanRights
#murder
#politics
#power
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