Poems About Murder Seeking Honest Critique
#murder
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 7:34am
8th Jan 2025 7:34am
A Gift of Dust
Winds howl at dusk, a mournful cry
Main drag barren but the dust
The stench of fear thickens the sky
Anticipation feeds on dread and lust
The ragged things crawl from the shade
Starving for the blood to spill
For their feast, a pact was made
Death obeys their haunting will
They leer at two who bear the mark
Knowing fate must break the chain
One shall crumble into the dark
The other bound to live in pain
The duel begins, grim law decrees
Terror flickers in grim stance
Two may...
Main drag barren but the dust
The stench of fear thickens the sky
Anticipation feeds on dread and lust
The ragged things crawl from the shade
Starving for the blood to spill
For their feast, a pact was made
Death obeys their haunting will
They leer at two who bear the mark
Knowing fate must break the chain
One shall crumble into the dark
The other bound to live in pain
The duel begins, grim law decrees
Terror flickers in grim stance
Two may...
#conflict
#death
#evil
#fear
#murder
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 7:26pm
7th Jan 2025 7:26pm
All My Children
God told me to kill you, so I can stay alive
I slay children
I enjoy to see them in pain
I slay children
Bounded in shackles & chains
I slay children
Lure them in with colorful gum
I slay children
Their last day of having fun
I'll detonate the school bus
Blast out the tires
Explosion so grand
Kids dead from the fire
You all need to die
and that's the price you pay
I'm taking away your precious one
Could be tomorrow or maybe today
I have no regrets
I have no remorse
Stop...
I slay children
I enjoy to see them in pain
I slay children
Bounded in shackles & chains
I slay children
Lure them in with colorful gum
I slay children
Their last day of having fun
I'll detonate the school bus
Blast out the tires
Explosion so grand
Kids dead from the fire
You all need to die
and that's the price you pay
I'm taking away your precious one
Could be tomorrow or maybe today
I have no regrets
I have no remorse
Stop...
#children
#dark
#death
#MentalHealth
#murder
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 2:43pm
7th Jan 2025 2:43pm
Existence Unremembered: An Assassin's Tale
As a paid assassin, I view it as a privilege to be present in someone’s passing, to play a part in changing the trajectory of one life and by association, the lives of many others. These were my thoughts as the angry blast left the muzzle of my gun, carrying despair and the vanity of life in its unalterable path. The woman saw the flash of my powder and a moment of horror registered in her face.
That fact that a nameless woman’s most beautiful act of sharing would be interrupted by a single .40 caliber jacketed hollow point was overwhelming to me. The world seemed to pause, the...
That fact that a nameless woman’s most beautiful act of sharing would be interrupted by a single .40 caliber jacketed hollow point was overwhelming to me. The world seemed to pause, the...
#murder
#sex
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 3:14am
7th Jan 2025 3:14am
What do you believe
It is necessary for you all to know that it's hard not to get emotional, when those who keep what is happening in the 🌎world. 😭 YET it has gotten more worse than, it's every been under this Biden administration. 😡 FOR a number of years pass and present. FOR sure it's a shame, that we all have been subject, to the deepness of mass, immigrant massive maggots massive evasions state wide, 🤨 under this poor excuse of this administration, who have shown a hatred 😭 of the truth of the words of the American citizens. 😡 Till they are trying to change...
#corruption
#LifeStruggles
#murder
#violence
#war
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 11:59am
4th Jan 2025 11:59am
July 1976 - July 1977
It all started out, when he was born
he lived a life of rage and scorn
a sick attitude against his family
his mind is wicked, murder was his fantasy
Pursuing his motives he takes your life
with shotgun in hand, you scream in fright
and now its your time to die
takes out his weapon and aims between the eyes
He called himself the Son of Sam
all your lives will soon be damned
.44 caliber special bulldog revolver
the heads of his victims looked like peach cobbler
Locked in a cell for all his life
many...
he lived a life of rage and scorn
a sick attitude against his family
his mind is wicked, murder was his fantasy
Pursuing his motives he takes your life
with shotgun in hand, you scream in fright
and now its your time to die
takes out his weapon and aims between the eyes
He called himself the Son of Sam
all your lives will soon be damned
.44 caliber special bulldog revolver
the heads of his victims looked like peach cobbler
Locked in a cell for all his life
many...
#city
#death
#murder
#nonfiction
#PopCulture
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8 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 11:55am
4th Jan 2025 11:55am
Mausoleum By Torchlight
How they were found by grey-streaked dawn
Lily-white necks bent, the shape of a swan
Pierced and drained of life's red humors
A cursed feast spawning foul rumors
Coffins filled, both large and small
Death’s shadow looms this late fall
Sent below to marble gates
Sealed by angels, resigned to fate
Beneath copper roofs, I sit and brood
Consumed by thoughts both dark and crude
To ponder death’s foul, silent breath
How swiftly they succumbed to death
Madness churns; I...
Lily-white necks bent, the shape of a swan
Pierced and drained of life's red humors
A cursed feast spawning foul rumors
Coffins filled, both large and small
Death’s shadow looms this late fall
Sent below to marble gates
Sealed by angels, resigned to fate
Beneath copper roofs, I sit and brood
Consumed by thoughts both dark and crude
To ponder death’s foul, silent breath
How swiftly they succumbed to death
Madness churns; I...
#dark
#death
#graveyard
#murder
#night
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 11:32am
4th Jan 2025 11:32am
Sanguine Thirsts
I see through the whispering breeze
A shadow creeping through the trees
Not so much as a sound
Yet nothing living to be found
Like a pen drained of ink
Longing for crimson drink
Centuries of ravenous thirst
Fangs mark the damned and cursed
The stench of the grave’s earthen bed
Stirs the restless dead
Eyes fixate on virgin breast
The pulsing heart beneath the chest
Where scarlet rivers freely flow
Dawns the hour of the crow
Oh, what horrors...
A shadow creeping through the trees
Not so much as a sound
Yet nothing living to be found
Like a pen drained of ink
Longing for crimson drink
Centuries of ravenous thirst
Fangs mark the damned and cursed
The stench of the grave’s earthen bed
Stirs the restless dead
Eyes fixate on virgin breast
The pulsing heart beneath the chest
Where scarlet rivers freely flow
Dawns the hour of the crow
Oh, what horrors...
#death
#evil
#murder
#night
#shadows
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 11:02pm
2nd Jan 2025 11:02pm
Unstable
The board review came to a decision
They found him sane
One doctor felt otherwise
The doctor knew that he fooled the board and staff
The doctor pleaded with the medical board
They saw nothing wrong
The ex girlfriend was always afraid of him
He went psycho on her a few times
For no apparent reason
She would have liked to do normal things couples would do
Instead, she had to worry when something so small and minute would agitate him
He didn't like that she was talking to her brother
He thought her & her brother were secretly in...
They found him sane
One doctor felt otherwise
The doctor knew that he fooled the board and staff
The doctor pleaded with the medical board
They saw nothing wrong
The ex girlfriend was always afraid of him
He went psycho on her a few times
For no apparent reason
She would have liked to do normal things couples would do
Instead, she had to worry when something so small and minute would agitate him
He didn't like that she was talking to her brother
He thought her & her brother were secretly in...
#fiction
#girlfriend
#MentalHealth
#murder
#ShortStory
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10 Comments
Hellarchy
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 8:20pm
1st Jan 2025 8:20pm
Euphoric
Call me the fallen
You test me, I'm all in
This baggage I'm hauling
Is strange and appauling
You know not who you face
Forgotten, no trace
The lot that you chase
Gone rotten, erased
Empty is your future
Lonely is your now
Your existence is putred
You will be disemboweled
Stagnant is my hatred
Into the winds, I howl
Your demise is fated
Soul behind your eyes is fowl
A sacrifice of blood
Floating up to the sky
Malice gushing like a flood
I wrote you my goodbye
Once...
You test me, I'm all in
This baggage I'm hauling
Is strange and appauling
You know not who you face
Forgotten, no trace
The lot that you chase
Gone rotten, erased
Empty is your future
Lonely is your now
Your existence is putred
You will be disemboweled
Stagnant is my hatred
Into the winds, I howl
Your demise is fated
Soul behind your eyes is fowl
A sacrifice of blood
Floating up to the sky
Malice gushing like a flood
I wrote you my goodbye
Once...
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#murder
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Hellarchy
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 8:12pm
1st Jan 2025 8:12pm
Before I Wake
Black is my heart
I wake with a start
From nightmares so sweet
Wish I could return
To work I depart
To practice my art
I might find a treat
A victim to burn
I'll set body aflame
No face and no name
You're merely a doll
Meant to keep me enthralled
What's left when I'm done?
Blackened remains, I'm stunned
From the odor I run
This method, no fun
Next I'll try a mallet
Should satisfy my...
I wake with a start
From nightmares so sweet
Wish I could return
To work I depart
To practice my art
I might find a treat
A victim to burn
I'll set body aflame
No face and no name
You're merely a doll
Meant to keep me enthralled
What's left when I'm done?
Blackened remains, I'm stunned
From the odor I run
This method, no fun
Next I'll try a mallet
Should satisfy my...
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#murder
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 2:04pm
29th Dec 2024 2:04pm
10 Things you can do with his or her remains
1) Feed the homeless
2) Make wallets, belts
3) If they have beautiful hair, scalp them and make wigs to sell
4) Props for a horror film you create and self release
5) Leave parts in restaurant bathrooms, especially fast food joints
6) UPS to relatives for a visit
7) Watch em rot
8) Use their blood & organs to create a masterpiece of art
9) Pack them in suitcases and throw them on a Greyhound
10) Become a cannibal and eat them. Bring some relatives or friends over and tell them your creating this explosive, cuisine from somewhere in the world....
2) Make wallets, belts
3) If they have beautiful hair, scalp them and make wigs to sell
4) Props for a horror film you create and self release
5) Leave parts in restaurant bathrooms, especially fast food joints
6) UPS to relatives for a visit
7) Watch em rot
8) Use their blood & organs to create a masterpiece of art
9) Pack them in suitcases and throw them on a Greyhound
10) Become a cannibal and eat them. Bring some relatives or friends over and tell them your creating this explosive, cuisine from somewhere in the world....
#food
#horror
#murder
#satirical
#scary
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11 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
27th Dec 2024 4:21am
27th Dec 2024 4:21am
Trophies
My shadowed halls where silence reigns
The air is thick with ancient stains
Upon the walls their gazes cling
Heads mounted high, in twisted rings
Their necks are bent, their angles wrong
Grotesque mockery of choral song
Each jaw unhinged, each mouth agape
A frozen hymn no voice escapes
Their hollow eyes, they pierce the gloom
Their whispers haunt this endless tomb
No mortal hand could set them so
What placed them here no man should know
And yet they watch with silent plea
A tableau of dark symmetry
Their...
The air is thick with ancient stains
Upon the walls their gazes cling
Heads mounted high, in twisted rings
Their necks are bent, their angles wrong
Grotesque mockery of choral song
Each jaw unhinged, each mouth agape
A frozen hymn no voice escapes
Their hollow eyes, they pierce the gloom
Their whispers haunt this endless tomb
No mortal hand could set them so
What placed them here no man should know
And yet they watch with silent plea
A tableau of dark symmetry
Their...
#art
#dark
#death
#murder
#night
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DU Poetry : Poems About Murder Seeking Honest Critique