Poems About Murder Seeking Friendly Advice
#murder
Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
15th Aug 2024 9:29pm
15th Aug 2024 9:29pm
Murder at the Orient Sexpress Chapter 1
#erotic
#murder
#mystery #scifi
#mystery #scifi
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9 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 8:16pm
8th Aug 2024 8:16pm
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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missjem56
Poem Published
24th Jul 2024 3:46am
24th Jul 2024 3:46am
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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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
21st Jun 2024 10:22pm
21st Jun 2024 10:22pm
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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3 Comments
fightorflight
Disa
Disa
Poem Published
8th Jun 2024 6:14pm
8th Jun 2024 6:14pm
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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Awkward_Sasquatch1
Sasquatch
Sasquatch
Poem Published
12th May 2024 6:08am
12th May 2024 6:08am
Consequences
#murder
#suicide
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
10th May 2024 12:25pm
10th May 2024 12:25pm
Nightmare Written in Blood
Nightmares
Is it possible to write away
a lifetime of pain and rage
stabbing every inch of the paper
with my pen
Could each slashing stroke
form letters that spell a path to
forget the abuse, those sneaky
bedroom visits to "check in on me"
Will the ink bleed and the pain
somehow pour onto this page
forming a river of suffering with a
current that flows away from me
Should I let the tears go
that form a well of anger within me
writing a watercolor masterpiece of
innocence lost,...
Is it possible to write away
a lifetime of pain and rage
stabbing every inch of the paper
with my pen
Could each slashing stroke
form letters that spell a path to
forget the abuse, those sneaky
bedroom visits to "check in on me"
Will the ink bleed and the pain
somehow pour onto this page
forming a river of suffering with a
current that flows away from me
Should I let the tears go
that form a well of anger within me
writing a watercolor masterpiece of
innocence lost,...
#abuse
#murder
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7 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
20th Apr 2024 9:10pm
20th Apr 2024 9:10pm
Murder most morish - NaPoWriMo 20
Watching episodes
of murder mysteries gone by,
such as Cadfael and Agatha Christie's Poirot.
Times of a slower pace
still assaulted
by the brutality of the animal within,
but less obsessive fascination
with showing the gory details
and wanton darkness.
With scenes of the past sensibly lit
without the modern pervading dimness
that shows naught;
the attempted 'mystery'
of what the hell is happening on screen
bludgeoning supposed suspense.
Nostalgia
may be the prime suspect
to much of this, ...
of murder mysteries gone by,
such as Cadfael and Agatha Christie's Poirot.
Times of a slower pace
still assaulted
by the brutality of the animal within,
but less obsessive fascination
with showing the gory details
and wanton darkness.
With scenes of the past sensibly lit
without the modern pervading dimness
that shows naught;
the attempted 'mystery'
of what the hell is happening on screen
bludgeoning supposed suspense.
Nostalgia
may be the prime suspect
to much of this, ...
#memories
#murder
#NaPoWriMo2024
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missjem56
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 1:32am
9th Apr 2024 1:32am
The Killer On The Loose Is-Real
I punched a wall
And hurt my hand
I felt like a fool
Because i cant understand
I also shed tears
Of a salty brine
About the genocide
In Palestine
And that our government
Gives licences to sell arms
To another country
That have no qualms
About bombing the starving
All the innocent , at will
As Benjamin Netanyahu
Goes in for the kill
by Jemia
And hurt my hand
I felt like a fool
Because i cant understand
I also shed tears
Of a salty brine
About the genocide
In Palestine
And that our government
Gives licences to sell arms
To another country
That have no qualms
About bombing the starving
All the innocent , at will
As Benjamin Netanyahu
Goes in for the kill
by Jemia
#murder
#oppression
#war #bullying
#war #bullying
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Rew
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 10:19pm
29th Mar 2024 10:19pm
Your old Grin.
Ah, pity me for I have no pity
although you are the far weaker one now,
when you suffered me to come unto thee
In the authority of your cleric's gown.
Do you know you can hear trees drinking water
when deep underground, It soothes cares away,
a tinkling sound like some fairy laughter
where you will sleep easy, for all and a day?
Do not take on so, it will keep you safe,
from violent vengeance seekers like myself,
I shall allow you a moments prayer, or rage,
before stripping you of your oh, so rude health.
So, meet...
although you are the far weaker one now,
when you suffered me to come unto thee
In the authority of your cleric's gown.
Do you know you can hear trees drinking water
when deep underground, It soothes cares away,
a tinkling sound like some fairy laughter
where you will sleep easy, for all and a day?
Do not take on so, it will keep you safe,
from violent vengeance seekers like myself,
I shall allow you a moments prayer, or rage,
before stripping you of your oh, so rude health.
So, meet...
#murder
#death
#sonnet #revenge
#sonnet #revenge
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missjem56
Poem Published
19th Mar 2024 4:30pm
19th Mar 2024 4:30pm
Oppressed
Imagine
Being in whatever your favourite place is
Living in constant fear
That a bomb
May land on you
At any given moment
Night, or day
Day in, day out
Week in, week out
Whilst the entire infrastructure
Of where you live
Is gradually, and brutally
Eradicated
Little, or no food, or water
No medicines, for your son, or daughter
As the country you were born in
Becomes a wasteland
As clouds of oppression
Rains down on you daily
Where countries that could help you
Don't
As they have a vested...
Being in whatever your favourite place is
Living in constant fear
That a bomb
May land on you
At any given moment
Night, or day
Day in, day out
Week in, week out
Whilst the entire infrastructure
Of where you live
Is gradually, and brutally
Eradicated
Little, or no food, or water
No medicines, for your son, or daughter
As the country you were born in
Becomes a wasteland
As clouds of oppression
Rains down on you daily
Where countries that could help you
Don't
As they have a vested...
#murder
#oppression
#war #HumanRights
#war #HumanRights
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
19th Mar 2024 11:08am
19th Mar 2024 11:08am
One Last Time
The sex was average,
that was likely my fault for abducting you
but then I still enjoyed myself
The murder was exquisite
random and ill planned, surely I'll be caught
unless of course I'm gone
I covered myself in your blood
and played with you until I became
sticky
I hung myself above your corpse
so as I rot, I will once again be on top of you
pleasuring myself one last time
that was likely my fault for abducting you
but then I still enjoyed myself
The murder was exquisite
random and ill planned, surely I'll be caught
unless of course I'm gone
I covered myself in your blood
and played with you until I became
sticky
I hung myself above your corpse
so as I rot, I will once again be on top of you
pleasuring myself one last time
#sex
#murder
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9 Comments
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