Unicorn Poems
#unicorns
Unicorn poems, here you'll find narrative poems about unicorns. Fantasy poems about horned mythical horses with wings, and poetry using unicorns to represent dreams and infinite possibilities.
arortiz73
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Poem Published
4th Jun 2022 7:01pm
4th Jun 2022 7:01pm
(Exhibit A: Rape)
Though I'd beeƞ a viṙgin,
they still ℎad me purgin'
my sins through my stomach,
while my sôul waꜱ searchin'
to Chooꜱe The Right lane be-
tween my legs to merge in.
Ḿy hymen was surgin' their
words of encouragement.
Bourgeoning urgency d-
eeper inside me; the
muddy diverǧence
of bloody resurgent,
regurgitant splurge of
the church's detergents.
No judgement of jury,
ƞor clergy could budget
†he fury of urge for the
scourge they've incurred
in me, grudge that...
they still ℎad me purgin'
my sins through my stomach,
while my sôul waꜱ searchin'
to Chooꜱe The Right lane be-
tween my legs to merge in.
Ḿy hymen was surgin' their
words of encouragement.
Bourgeoning urgency d-
eeper inside me; the
muddy diverǧence
of bloody resurgent,
regurgitant splurge of
the church's detergents.
No judgement of jury,
ƞor clergy could budget
†he fury of urge for the
scourge they've incurred
in me, grudge that...
#monsters
#unicorns
#zombies
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nikkimoe
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2022 7:43pm
3rd Jun 2022 7:43pm
Whispering Peat
Fading into the mirror
the moss beckons her
to the Bog.
At the bottom
she'll stay forever young.
the moss beckons her
to the Bog.
At the bottom
she'll stay forever young.
#death
#unicorns
94 reads
11 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
1st Jun 2022 2:15am
1st Jun 2022 2:15am
Unicorns aren't real you dumb c**t
#unicorns
93 reads
8 Comments
mantisdeer
Cait
Cait
Poem Published
31st May 2022 3:06am
31st May 2022 3:06am
camping without a sewer hookup
Violent urges
Match my dour dirges
The night is everlasting
This curse still casting.
Sour stomach bile
Builds the sick guile
As I roll my eyes
In time to your soft lies.
Full of shit and ready to burst
This amount of force usually hurts,
The doctor said go home
But I’ll stay where I roam;
My thoughts nauseated
With the content created.
A concentrated dosage
Of white sage Osage,
Crystals won’t be enough
To save me from the stuff.
Match my dour dirges
The night is everlasting
This curse still casting.
Sour stomach bile
Builds the sick guile
As I roll my eyes
In time to your soft lies.
Full of shit and ready to burst
This amount of force usually hurts,
The doctor said go home
But I’ll stay where I roam;
My thoughts nauseated
With the content created.
A concentrated dosage
Of white sage Osage,
Crystals won’t be enough
To save me from the stuff.
#funny
#unicorns
#NoPoo
47 reads
0 Comments
arortiz73
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MTP
Poem Published
29th May 2022 5:53pm
29th May 2022 5:53pm
Joan Wins A Brophy
Dorm-cops bangen my door; then more stormed-in,
dropped me down on all fours; out per-four-men.
Shown more semen than seamen see showmen,
(î)nside me sideways, strode five books of mormon.
Hair-rowing my heroine hymen,
heroed in and sent heroin climbin';
undēsserving the demon of sermon,
Bishop Norman to clean up the verm(î)n.
Utah me the ways of religion: Bringham Young,
keep 'em straight while they're squirmin'.
Be the stool, not the stool-pigeon virgin',
conformin' is worth the conversion.
Start punchin',...
dropped me down on all fours; out per-four-men.
Shown more semen than seamen see showmen,
(î)nside me sideways, strode five books of mormon.
Hair-rowing my heroine hymen,
heroed in and sent heroin climbin';
undēsserving the demon of sermon,
Bishop Norman to clean up the verm(î)n.
Utah me the ways of religion: Bringham Young,
keep 'em straight while they're squirmin'.
Be the stool, not the stool-pigeon virgin',
conformin' is worth the conversion.
Start punchin',...
#monsters
#unicorns
#zombies
84 reads
2 Comments
arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
29th May 2022 6:39am
29th May 2022 6:39am
Aawon Scott
Greetings, Birthlings! Gurth, seize wooget."
Siamese pigeon-fingers learning to schtück it;
retarmacking tires on the kids' mcnuggets:
if it's too young for hair, you gotta fugget.
Har, dar! Hard R, soft-arm idget:
analog dip switched to digital widget;
catching some air in your powerchair,
sidewalk helicopter pilot midget.
Conehead, Beldar; soft-spot, itch it;
bicycle crown with a spinnable fidget,
Wee Todd Ed phở king of the pedo-xing,
cunnilinger your NAMbLA pickets elsewhere.
Siamese pigeon-fingers learning to schtück it;
retarmacking tires on the kids' mcnuggets:
if it's too young for hair, you gotta fugget.
Har, dar! Hard R, soft-arm idget:
analog dip switched to digital widget;
catching some air in your powerchair,
sidewalk helicopter pilot midget.
Conehead, Beldar; soft-spot, itch it;
bicycle crown with a spinnable fidget,
Wee Todd Ed phở king of the pedo-xing,
cunnilinger your NAMbLA pickets elsewhere.
#monsters
#unicorns
#zombies
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0 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
26th May 2022 3:20am
26th May 2022 3:20am
Bonfires and Marshmallows
Out shine the shadows.
Let them
lurk while you live.
Also laugh a lot
they hate that.
Let them
lurk while you live.
Also laugh a lot
they hate that.
#fire
#unicorns
116 reads
8 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
24th May 2022 5:43pm
24th May 2022 5:43pm
Electric Hums
She awoke to a loud silence
and had never been so
afraid in her life.
She decided to scream
like a fuckin banshee
and break up the deafening
with something shrill.
It worked better than any pill.
and had never been so
afraid in her life.
She decided to scream
like a fuckin banshee
and break up the deafening
with something shrill.
It worked better than any pill.
#drugs
#ghosts
#unicorns
91 reads
7 Comments
arortiz73
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MTP
Poem Published
22nd May 2022 8:40pm
22nd May 2022 8:40pm
Tractor Lecter
I'm a combine in a mouth,
a metal smile a mile wide;
tiney zombie horde of tractors
come to gobble up your ride.
Huffin' puffin' for your houses,
carbides gleaming in the tide;
waves of puss in green and yellow
Holland/John Deere- checkered slide,
got my Slings & Arrow sprouts,
the beast cannot be satisfied.
Drink the blood in oil stout,
hot liquid iron reels inside.
You're the fly and I'm the spider;
it's a game of I spied.
Smell your brains a' pukin' out
at halogen a million eyes?!
Formaldehyde's what...
a metal smile a mile wide;
tiney zombie horde of tractors
come to gobble up your ride.
Huffin' puffin' for your houses,
carbides gleaming in the tide;
waves of puss in green and yellow
Holland/John Deere- checkered slide,
got my Slings & Arrow sprouts,
the beast cannot be satisfied.
Drink the blood in oil stout,
hot liquid iron reels inside.
You're the fly and I'm the spider;
it's a game of I spied.
Smell your brains a' pukin' out
at halogen a million eyes?!
Formaldehyde's what...
#monsters
#unicorns
#zombies
88 reads
4 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
22nd May 2022 5:09pm
22nd May 2022 5:09pm
The Casting of Shadows
It was dark
but had there been light
you may have seen the knife
that stabbed you with those awful truths.
Oh how it hurt.
Eventually over time
you realized that shadowy night
had given you the freedom
of knowing.
Some, never get that.
but had there been light
you may have seen the knife
that stabbed you with those awful truths.
Oh how it hurt.
Eventually over time
you realized that shadowy night
had given you the freedom
of knowing.
Some, never get that.
#dark
#death
#honesty #unicorns
#honesty #unicorns
102 reads
12 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
20th May 2022 6:55pm
20th May 2022 6:55pm
Maybe In That Next Life
The Brain
VS
The Heart.
If she wasn't such
a sociopath
she'd probably cry.
Pragmatic.
Manic.
Disease.
It only hurts
if you let it.
VS
The Heart.
If she wasn't such
a sociopath
she'd probably cry.
Pragmatic.
Manic.
Disease.
It only hurts
if you let it.
#unicorns
#hurt
102 reads
12 Comments
arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
17th May 2022 1:01am
17th May 2022 1:01am
Zomb On The Momb
The moment she saw me, I've been tryna say sorry,
act somber and calmly, when my lamia caught me
with three other zombies all eating our mommies'
no-panty pajammies' hamstringy pastramis, but--
now she's all vommy; won't phone me, zoom-call me,
so I hit the Zamboni and I split to the prommy.
I shuffle my shoes and I'm showin' my snaggies.
If somebody bit you, I was on the Konami, just shruggin'
my shoulders 'cuz I'm swaggerin' Shaggy, "it wasn't me."
When I went to the swami to readee my palmee,
he say me red-handed; got mommy still on...
act somber and calmly, when my lamia caught me
with three other zombies all eating our mommies'
no-panty pajammies' hamstringy pastramis, but--
now she's all vommy; won't phone me, zoom-call me,
so I hit the Zamboni and I split to the prommy.
I shuffle my shoes and I'm showin' my snaggies.
If somebody bit you, I was on the Konami, just shruggin'
my shoulders 'cuz I'm swaggerin' Shaggy, "it wasn't me."
When I went to the swami to readee my palmee,
he say me red-handed; got mommy still on...
#monsters
#unicorns
#zombies
105 reads
3 Comments
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