Long Poems About Murder
#murder
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Oct 2024 9:16pm
7th Oct 2024 9:16pm
Awaiting Death Row
As he awaits death row
There's something I think you ought to know
He has no remorse for the woman he killed
All died by his hands, this was the ultimate thrill
He has a list here of each girl, their age and how they died
Some had memento's he kept near his bedside
They all deserved to die, for the filth they were
Some were on drugs, while others would philander
Here's his list in year order:
Melissa age 18, dead in 1994,
cut her throat as she bled to death on the floor
Mary age 18, dead in 1995, ...
There's something I think you ought to know
He has no remorse for the woman he killed
All died by his hands, this was the ultimate thrill
He has a list here of each girl, their age and how they died
Some had memento's he kept near his bedside
They all deserved to die, for the filth they were
Some were on drugs, while others would philander
Here's his list in year order:
Melissa age 18, dead in 1994,
cut her throat as she bled to death on the floor
Mary age 18, dead in 1995, ...
#confessional
#murder
#prison
#rhyming
#women
148 reads
6 Comments
Everavalon
Poem Published
5th Oct 2024 12:52pm
5th Oct 2024 12:52pm
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
131 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Sep 2024 1:02am
25th Sep 2024 1:02am
Nightmares await under the blackest skies
Summer approaches, clear blue skies
Camp filling up, as the silence dies
Young and innocent, here to have fun
Not even knowing their lives will be done
No way, no way to escape!!
No chance, no chance in hell!!
Waters are calm, don't disturb the peace
Awaking evil that lurks and creeps
It lives in the woods, it hunts, it feeds
It's not amused by young lovers deeds
One by one, they'll meet their creator
Straight from the mind of the mutilator
Cat and mouse game in full progress
Death will be the only outcome ...
Camp filling up, as the silence dies
Young and innocent, here to have fun
Not even knowing their lives will be done
No way, no way to escape!!
No chance, no chance in hell!!
Waters are calm, don't disturb the peace
Awaking evil that lurks and creeps
It lives in the woods, it hunts, it feeds
It's not amused by young lovers deeds
One by one, they'll meet their creator
Straight from the mind of the mutilator
Cat and mouse game in full progress
Death will be the only outcome ...
#fiction
#horror
#murder
#rhyming
#scary
139 reads
8 Comments
Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2024 9:36pm
22nd Aug 2024 9:36pm
Murder at the Orient Sexpress Chapter 2
#erotic
#murder
#mystery #scifi
#mystery #scifi
178 reads
2 Comments
LunaDahlia
Poem Published
21st Aug 2024 12:07pm
21st Aug 2024 12:07pm
Mother Mag
There once lived a woman
In an opulent estate
No amount of wealth
Could spare her this fate
Her name was Mag
She bore a beautiful daughter
Nothing could prepare them
For this unsightly slaughter
They spent their young lives
Creating potions and powders
The alchemical machines could
Not have been any louder
Healers by trade and
Mystics by night
I can still see the way their brooms
Rose with the night
For they were...
In an opulent estate
No amount of wealth
Could spare her this fate
Her name was Mag
She bore a beautiful daughter
Nothing could prepare them
For this unsightly slaughter
They spent their young lives
Creating potions and powders
The alchemical machines could
Not have been any louder
Healers by trade and
Mystics by night
I can still see the way their brooms
Rose with the night
For they were...
#ghosts
#murder
#pagan #witches
#pagan #witches
283 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
19th Aug 2024 6:35pm
19th Aug 2024 6:35pm
The Shadow Game
In the velvet mansion a crime took place.
Who killed who, no one understood.
The detective, a puppet without ideas,
lost in clues and vain epics.
The butler with satin gloves
hid the poison in the garden.
The lady, with a look of mystery,
kept the secret in her reliquary.
Without clues or direction,
He followed the steps but only saw smoke.
Each suspect has a piece on the board,
But he, a pedestrian, without knowing the script.
In the living room the clock stopped.
Time, an accomplice, hid the crime.
and...
Who killed who, no one understood.
The detective, a puppet without ideas,
lost in clues and vain epics.
The butler with satin gloves
hid the poison in the garden.
The lady, with a look of mystery,
kept the secret in her reliquary.
Without clues or direction,
He followed the steps but only saw smoke.
Each suspect has a piece on the board,
But he, a pedestrian, without knowing the script.
In the living room the clock stopped.
Time, an accomplice, hid the crime.
and...
#anger
#ghosts
#mirror
#murder
#prison
185 reads
5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 9:11pm
16th Aug 2024 9:11pm
Always get to know someone before visiting them
My good friend who I met several months back asked me to visit her in Texas
This was the 1st time ever coming to the Lone Star State
HELL YEAH!
We've spoken online, on the phone & through e-mail
She's a great woman
Knowledgeable, inquisitive, personable & very attractive
She lived quite far from the airport, so I decided to have an uber driver pick me up
The drive was over an hour
I told her that I was going to call when I arrived
When I finally arrived, I couldn't believe how much property she had
Living on the east coast, we don't...
This was the 1st time ever coming to the Lone Star State
HELL YEAH!
We've spoken online, on the phone & through e-mail
She's a great woman
Knowledgeable, inquisitive, personable & very attractive
She lived quite far from the airport, so I decided to have an uber driver pick me up
The drive was over an hour
I told her that I was going to call when I arrived
When I finally arrived, I couldn't believe how much property she had
Living on the east coast, we don't...
#fiction
#friendship
#MentalHealth
#murder
#ShortStory
153 reads
7 Comments
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
160 reads
9 Comments
ViolenceIn_Silence
Poem Published
30th Jul 2024 4:19am
30th Jul 2024 4:19am
My first
#death
#murder
#sex
131 reads
1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Jul 2024 8:23pm
9th Jul 2024 8:23pm
You say WELCOME, I say enter
Everyone out there is so friendly
Large, long wooden signs near the front door that say WELCOME
Ok!
Don't have to tell me twice
During my breaks and lunch, I go for walks in and around my neighborhood
Many people aren't home
Here in NY most people lock their doors, have doorbell camera systems and some even have surveillance all around their property
What a pity
Instead of getting myself in trouble by breaking & entering
I find that the people with those WELCOME signs and have their front door open are the ones that are my kind of...
Large, long wooden signs near the front door that say WELCOME
Ok!
Don't have to tell me twice
During my breaks and lunch, I go for walks in and around my neighborhood
Many people aren't home
Here in NY most people lock their doors, have doorbell camera systems and some even have surveillance all around their property
What a pity
Instead of getting myself in trouble by breaking & entering
I find that the people with those WELCOME signs and have their front door open are the ones that are my kind of...
#food
#MentalHealth
#murder
#violence
#women
192 reads
15 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st Jul 2024 11:04am
1st Jul 2024 11:04am
The Sickening Couple
Luke Atmyass was found beating a sick small animal to death when he was 6 years old
That year Stella Virgin was born to a pair of drunks
By the time he was 12, Luke had caught the cold that would never leave him
As a child Stella already had thick ankles, a hunched back and thin hair
After leaving school, Luke went to work in a libraries office and stole reference books whenever he had the chance
Stella was employed behind the jewelry counter in a five & dime
She would amuse herself by loosening settings with a nail file so the stones would fall out,...
That year Stella Virgin was born to a pair of drunks
By the time he was 12, Luke had caught the cold that would never leave him
As a child Stella already had thick ankles, a hunched back and thin hair
After leaving school, Luke went to work in a libraries office and stole reference books whenever he had the chance
Stella was employed behind the jewelry counter in a five & dime
She would amuse herself by loosening settings with a nail file so the stones would fall out,...
#evil
#love
#murder
#relationships
#ShortStory
167 reads
18 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Jun 2024 10:24pm
17th Jun 2024 10:24pm
I'd do it all over again
As I await death row
There's something I think you ought to know
I have no remorse for the woman I killed
All died by my hands, this was the ultimate thrill
I have a list here of each girl, their age and how they died
Some had memento's I kept near my bedside
They all deserved to die, for the filth they were
Some were on drugs, while some were drunk on liquor
Here's my list in year order:
Melissa age 18, dead in 1994, cut her throat as she bled to death on the floor
Mary age 18, dead in 1995, disemboweled her in my kitchen, she pleaded,...
There's something I think you ought to know
I have no remorse for the woman I killed
All died by my hands, this was the ultimate thrill
I have a list here of each girl, their age and how they died
Some had memento's I kept near my bedside
They all deserved to die, for the filth they were
Some were on drugs, while some were drunk on liquor
Here's my list in year order:
Melissa age 18, dead in 1994, cut her throat as she bled to death on the floor
Mary age 18, dead in 1995, disemboweled her in my kitchen, she pleaded,...
#confessional
#murder
#prison
#rhyming
#LifeChangingMoment
154 reads
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