Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 8:04pm
30th Dec 2024 8:04pm
Vomit flesh on your sagging breasts
The two of them are in the bathtub
They grope at each other
Their weak, sagging flesh
Stinking gas comes from their genitalia
The water turns black
They kiss
They vomit into each other's mouths
The flesh hangs from their bones as they grab
He grabs at the rotting breast
Come lover, let's go to bed
Spiders crawl out of her snatch
They want to fuck so bad they can taste it in each other's mouths
They are fucking like pigs
They do it with the lights off, so they won't be mutually disgusted by the sight of their flesh
They do...
They grope at each other
Their weak, sagging flesh
Stinking gas comes from their genitalia
The water turns black
They kiss
They vomit into each other's mouths
The flesh hangs from their bones as they grab
He grabs at the rotting breast
Come lover, let's go to bed
Spiders crawl out of her snatch
They want to fuck so bad they can taste it in each other's mouths
They are fucking like pigs
They do it with the lights off, so they won't be mutually disgusted by the sight of their flesh
They do...
#dark
#death
#illness
#sex
#war
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5 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 8:36am
20th Dec 2024 8:36am
Spiritual Warfare
Seduction lives on the wicked side of town
Concrete jungle with snakes lurking around
Street jesters forced to don an empty frown
Corporate hacks make deals on holy ground
Human cattle used as labor for the machine
Until artificial intelligence replaces all people
New opportunities lean toward the obscene
Wealthy beasts service him inside his steeple
New age sycophants bow to a demonic god
He’s evil incarnate in the finest designer suit
Built a kingdom with countless acts of fraud
Spiritual warfare’s a seed still producing...
Concrete jungle with snakes lurking around
Street jesters forced to don an empty frown
Corporate hacks make deals on holy ground
Human cattle used as labor for the machine
Until artificial intelligence replaces all people
New opportunities lean toward the obscene
Wealthy beasts service him inside his steeple
New age sycophants bow to a demonic god
He’s evil incarnate in the finest designer suit
Built a kingdom with countless acts of fraud
Spiritual warfare’s a seed still producing...
#spiritual
#war
129 reads
19 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
4th Aug 2024 5:27pm
4th Aug 2024 5:27pm
civil war
silent is the way of scorn whispered on the winds a light chattering of gossip
it is the birds of the air the Gregori taking inventory of your life and commenting on it yes my dear you are quite mistaken this isn't the path for you insanity is repeating the same act hoping for different results we've seen this side of you before turning in the eternal storm hoping for his attention
hijacking the winds we're sorry we can't let you pass so flight is cancelled I will swim sideways past the undertow and reach the souls of my choosing there is an anger ever present it must be contained...
it is the birds of the air the Gregori taking inventory of your life and commenting on it yes my dear you are quite mistaken this isn't the path for you insanity is repeating the same act hoping for different results we've seen this side of you before turning in the eternal storm hoping for his attention
hijacking the winds we're sorry we can't let you pass so flight is cancelled I will swim sideways past the undertow and reach the souls of my choosing there is an anger ever present it must be contained...
#war
111 reads
3 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
7th Mar 2024 00:24am
7th Mar 2024 00:24am
Exercise Tiger
April 28, 1944
Devon, England
It was only a planned rehearsal
or so it was meant to be
taking place on the beach
of Slapton Sands, Devon
for the invasion of Normandy.
But coordination and communication
don’t always go as planned,
resulting in not only friendly-fire injuries
but the death of 749 American servicemen
by e-boats of Nazi Germany.
April 28, 1969
Devon, England
I was only ten-years-old
the first...
Devon, England
It was only a planned rehearsal
or so it was meant to be
taking place on the beach
of Slapton Sands, Devon
for the invasion of Normandy.
But coordination and communication
don’t always go as planned,
resulting in not only friendly-fire injuries
but the death of 749 American servicemen
by e-boats of Nazi Germany.
April 28, 1969
Devon, England
I was only ten-years-old
the first...
#war
491 reads
26 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 10:24pm
10th Jan 2025 10:24pm
Training Mission South Pole
Stationed off the grid
Population under 50
CIA comrades
Hookers wearing a wire
Granola with Wild Turkey 101
Booting Heroin speedballs
A life we chose
Exile from normal
No filter
Penguin Bar after dark
No cover
Juke box takes coins only
Black night
No stars
The color of salvation
BBQ with the enemy tonight
Tomorrow is cancelled
Population under 50
CIA comrades
Hookers wearing a wire
Granola with Wild Turkey 101
Booting Heroin speedballs
A life we chose
Exile from normal
No filter
Penguin Bar after dark
No cover
Juke box takes coins only
Black night
No stars
The color of salvation
BBQ with the enemy tonight
Tomorrow is cancelled
#philosophical
#risk
#StreamOfConsciousness
#ThrillSeeking
#war
138 reads
30 Comments
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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0 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
10th May 2023 6:34pm
10th May 2023 6:34pm
YOUR KIMONO
In your kimono,
what man could say No
when you're stepping in,
silk upon bare skin,
so tempting to part
where it crosses heart,
exposing your charms,
then slip it off arms?
Would please samurai
who's about to die
serving the shogun,
no fear of a gun.
what man could say No
when you're stepping in,
silk upon bare skin,
so tempting to part
where it crosses heart,
exposing your charms,
then slip it off arms?
Would please samurai
who's about to die
serving the shogun,
no fear of a gun.
#erotic
#war
#rhyming #sensual
#rhyming #sensual
274 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 6:03pm
14th Nov 2024 6:03pm
Lysistrata Redux
Neo-Confederate MAGA
has long promoted rape
with an electorate saga
the ladies can't escape.
So now..."fuck around and find out",
we hear without a doubt
so dudes look to your brazen snout
to see what's she's about.
And don't forget that their old men
can pull a Glock to cock
to fight your civil war again
and outline you in chalk.
Cuz no one wants to be your slave
or hear your incel bleat
when she can put you in a...
has long promoted rape
with an electorate saga
the ladies can't escape.
So now..."fuck around and find out",
we hear without a doubt
so dudes look to your brazen snout
to see what's she's about.
And don't forget that their old men
can pull a Glock to cock
to fight your civil war again
and outline you in chalk.
Cuz no one wants to be your slave
or hear your incel bleat
when she can put you in a...
#lies
#manipulation
#relationships
#sex
#war
75 reads
4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
17th Nov 2022 4:10am
17th Nov 2022 4:10am
Badge Of Honor
Three hundred and sixty degrees
Squared by three hundred and sixty degrees
Surrounded by three hundred and sixty degrees
Locked in by three hundred and sixty degrees
That's fourteen hundred and forty degrees in me
But what my enemies don't see I contain another seven hundred and twenty degrees
The runes of my history hides my pedigree with hidden angles
The seven hundred and twenty degrees are multiplied by war with four triangles
The ancient runes were bled from an older script
Two thousand- one hundred and sixty holds existence in...
Squared by three hundred and sixty degrees
Surrounded by three hundred and sixty degrees
Locked in by three hundred and sixty degrees
That's fourteen hundred and forty degrees in me
But what my enemies don't see I contain another seven hundred and twenty degrees
The runes of my history hides my pedigree with hidden angles
The seven hundred and twenty degrees are multiplied by war with four triangles
The ancient runes were bled from an older script
Two thousand- one hundred and sixty holds existence in...
#war
#humankind
#rebellion
299 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 2:04pm
17th Dec 2024 2:04pm
Last meeting for Peace
Potatoes danced under silver umbrellas.
Always jumping screws in a replay scene.
Silk stockings flew as light as hippos...
A political party is always pure clowning.
Always jumping screws in a replay scene.
Silk stockings flew as light as hippos...
A political party is always pure clowning.
#corruption
#nonfiction
#peace
#politics
#war
61 reads
12 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2021 10:28am
3rd Apr 2021 10:28am
runaway dummy~ cloudhorses.. of the happening deep rainy skies
why are you, being
the stealthy~ heavy army
'..a march'ing irony, in
rolling stony silence within
your gallopy insidious cavalry..
- - soiled dusts storming up as
thickly veiled sabotaging
cloudiness you are, in the
now blanket staining east west
skies of the glowering sun moon
that your programmed tsunamic ebbs
takes over the aesthetic ritualistic dawn dusks
as ill-streakishly stillborn, to be malformed
corrugated- cannibalistic canvases.. of an
imprisoned rigorous, an indefinite seen ...
the stealthy~ heavy army
'..a march'ing irony, in
rolling stony silence within
your gallopy insidious cavalry..
- - soiled dusts storming up as
thickly veiled sabotaging
cloudiness you are, in the
now blanket staining east west
skies of the glowering sun moon
that your programmed tsunamic ebbs
takes over the aesthetic ritualistic dawn dusks
as ill-streakishly stillborn, to be malformed
corrugated- cannibalistic canvases.. of an
imprisoned rigorous, an indefinite seen ...
#love
#war
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#music
513 reads
AverageJoe
Poem Published
28th Jul 2024 11:18pm
28th Jul 2024 11:18pm
Awake
Uncertain in the distance sounds the trumpeter
Summons to shadow war calling
The Praetorian guard plays king maker
The Republic has fallen
Failed assassinations, and palace coups
A royal game of thrones
The captain of the Pretorian guard is removed
Kabuki theater honed
Knife fighting deep in the heart of darkness
A more civil war brings
Lies, deceit, betrayal, and all the people said
The king is dead, long live the king
And yet, who shall that king be...
Change swirls hot in the air
Uncertain, unsettled,...
Summons to shadow war calling
The Praetorian guard plays king maker
The Republic has fallen
Failed assassinations, and palace coups
A royal game of thrones
The captain of the Pretorian guard is removed
Kabuki theater honed
Knife fighting deep in the heart of darkness
A more civil war brings
Lies, deceit, betrayal, and all the people said
The king is dead, long live the king
And yet, who shall that king be...
Change swirls hot in the air
Uncertain, unsettled,...
#corruption
#freedom
#politics #war
#politics #war
185 reads
5 Comments
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