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Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: crazy, death, love,

- Dead Or Alive -



The wolves howling at the height of his past life

As a strangled breath from the grave

The air feels heavy and smells rotten soil

He never forgot his great love

The woman who was his passion

Links and bells chime in the wind

The taste of vintage wine

His blood rushes through a gloriously red rose

The last restraint is gone

If death is a caress, what is life ?

His bride will be transported on a white horse












- 07.08.2016
  Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
  Copyright © All Rights Reserved


Poem Details | by Stefan Cote |
Categories: anger, angst, anxiety, confusion, crazy, creation, deep, depression, devotion, drink, emotions, fear, feelings, freedom, goodbye, grief, health, hip hop, how i feel, imagery, journey, loneliness, me, meaningful, mental illness, metaphor, poems, poetry, psychological, rap, recovery from, scary, senses, today,

Not another day


Impulsive or compulsive

Either way it's not conducive

Living with this disorder

Can't be good for my liver

Obsessions, when do they stop?

Compulsions, when do I stop?

Let me illustrate and reiterate

My demons make me infuriated

To the point, man, I really want to escape this

Live everyday like your last?

These hours go by fast

Trying to obliterate every ounce of the past

Always with the imagery and self coping insanity

That broke me and continues to break me.

Another day, no not another day

I just got out, please let me stay away.

Poem Details | by Anastasia Browning |
Categories: confusion, love, sympathy,

Crazy Things

Its not u, its me
Im tellin u cuz its crazy.
Crazy things happen dont u c
Crazy things happen wit u and me

Its hard to say goodbye
When u know everythings a lie
Its hard to say whats inside 
Cuz every word makes u wanna cry

Dont u c whats happening
Im going crazy
I need u in my life cuz 
Its eatin me alive

These things happen all the time
Theres no need to lie
Just hold on to your love
Through these...
"Crazy Things"

Poem Details | by Verlena S. Walker |
Categories: age, angst, bereavement, body, change, crazy, stress,

PrEmAtUrE aGiNg

pReMaTuRe AgInG
an older woman and a younger man are a trix in between because as his love blooms he sees himself aging. _________________________|
penned on august 31, 2014!


Poem Details | by Fred Lariviere |
Categories: abuse, crazy, dark, death,

Cannibalism - re-edited

Raped and left for dead
Tears still running down her eyeless head
Screaming her heart out,
Which's been removed and stacked into my mouth
I can still see your skin peel
Orgasming on the fact your wounds won’t heal
I only need my grinding teeth to make you paste
Shut the hell up and let me eat you in haste

Poem Details | by Fred Lariviere |
Categories: crazy, dark, death,

Cannibalism

Raped and left for dead
Tears still running down her eyeless head
Screaming her heart out
Which has been removed and stacked into my mouth
I only need my grinding teeth to make you paste
Shut the hell up and let me eat you in haste

Poem Details | by jay moore |
Categories: crazy, dark, death, evil, faith, god, self,

Scratching at my Soul

It had to be a dream
But so, so real
It did seem

And it did feel
Like everything in sight
Had it's own appeal

Oh how bright
Was the black
Of the night

Then the attack
From all around
Front and back

Unbelievable was the sound
Of pain's own cry
Even through the ground

Fight or fly
No! run and hide
Stay and die

Not hard to decide
It seems to be everywhere
Escape I tried

It didn't care
I could feel the cold, dead touch
Through my soul it did tear

The pain was much
More than anything
Unbearable or such

Fearing what it will bring
Resist, fight and pray
To the one and only King

I am not prey
Never have been
And not that day

Poem Details | by jay moore |
Categories: crazy, dark, death, education, evil,

HELLHOUND

When death comes around
Try not to be found
Hard to get away from a HELLHOUND
They stay mean and tightly wound
Can smell you even off the ground
Up and down, Even round and round
Won't stop till your in the mound
Their growl a demonic sound
Chewing up your flesh pound to pound
Flesh from bone no longer bound

He will come around
Knows where you can be found
Eyes of fire that HELLOUND
Your path will be unwound
They come from the ground
You won't make it another round
Can you imagine your mound
From there not a sound
Against the soil you can pound
It's over your bound!


Poem Details | by Willie A. Buchanan |
Categories: crazy, dark, death, evil, horror, murder, scary,

JACK THE RIPPER


The man in the alley is insane.
Syphilis eats at his brain.
All dressed in black,
he is ready to attack.

He stalks in the dark of night,
trying to stay out of sight.
A certain type he wants to find.
Whores,filthy whores screams in his mind !

A door opens at a nearby Inn.
Laughter for a moment and silence again.
The click-clack of heels on cobble stone,
as a woman of the night walks home. 
 
A short scream then a moan,
as flesh is cut from bone.
He can hear the music of wind chimes,
as he stabs fourteen times.

He feels joy at her last breath.
Justification is somehow felt by her death.
Her suffering and demise brings delight,
as he disappears into the night.

Poem Details | by Oli Johnson |
Categories: angst, animal, crazy, death, life, natural disasters,

Squirrel

SquirrelDartingHereAndThere.
        m
   u         p
J               s!
Still.
On it s	    a      e
	c      tt       rs.
FULL of LIFE. 
ChasedAwayByThe neighborhood dog.
Still. 
Always listening.
Ears Perked.
ROAR!
      A
SP      T
      L
Gone.


|[Oli_12]|

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: beauty, crazy, death, roses are red,

Gothic Trilogy Roses are Red

Roses are red
So is my blood
Pull out your knife my dear
And make us a flood
My crimson liquid will flow as wine
Like the grandest of rivers, deliciously sublime
You stab and plunge and stab and stab away
Even you my dear have a shiver
Lustful revenge for an untold crime
There comes a day, when a bill will come due
You killed the wrong one you see
It should have been you

Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: addiction, adventure, allusion, anger, art, child, childhood, children, community, corruption, crazy, dark, death, deep, depression, desire, evil, fantasy, fear, freedom, future, gothic, grave, grief, imagination, lust, murder, pain, pollution, poverty, power, sad love, science, society, spiritual, spoken word, visionary,

The Future Starts Here

The innocence is transfusing
and overturning 
the goat skin drums
children of the mills,
children of the junkyard,
alone, 
and savaging
and we keep filling them with
mercury, nitrate, espestice, baby bombs
blasted out of their shaved heads
scared,
and foraging

Poem Details | by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories: crazy, death, funny, hilarious, horror, humor, humorous,

Lizzie Borden

(Limerick)

When Lizzie (Borden) saw what she's done
Thought to herself that was so much fun
So she whack them again
And again and again
Then laughed aloud at what she's done!


Dorian Petersen Potter
Aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2014


09.16.2014

Poem Details | by Trevor McLeod |
Categories: assonance, bereavement, character, crazy, identity, introspection, irony,

Me, Myself And I

Me, myself and I
were talking to myself
when I asked me a question
and he was not himself.

He, himself and him
was questioning himself
when he spoke much like me
and I was less myself.

She, herself and her
was talking to ourselves
Leaving us to wonder
who was who's own self.

They, themselves and them
joined us in themselves
and now we were together
in being our own selves.

Poem Details | by Teddy Kimathi |
Categories: art, crazy, death, funny, life, self,

The Lazy Man

"Working very hard to become very rich is not my style",
he mourns deep inside his soul. Suicide is his resolve, for when one dies,
there is no working; toiling in the Sun and rain. Running a home, firm, and his own personal life has been a burden to him.

"Death is my liberty!" he jubilates, as he jumps off a cliff.....

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: anger, angst, anxiety, betrayal, city, conflict, cool, crazy, death, depression, dream, freedom, grief, growing up, heartbroken, how i feel, imagination, lost love, love hurts, metaphor, philosophy, romance, sad, satire, self, senses, sensual, suicide, symbolism, wife,

Bed

A white ceiling, 
a dull life.
A wife?
No, just a knife -
that's all I need.

Poem Details | by Kayleen Ashwood |
Categories: crazy, desire, grief, horror, murder, scary,

The Butcher

hush! don't move, don't breathe
he will hear it– he will come.
your flesh is his prize.

Poem Details | by rob carmack |
Categories: america, crazy, dark, death, murder, violence, women,

Ted

Old man Cowell and boy Ted,
Hardcore and alcohol
unlocked doors in his head.

Midnight’s rage held a speculum,
every one of them became Brooks.
Two escapes and from
a sling, cast or uniform
one beetle shell thinned
apartment and dorm.

Swung and dumped on both coasts,
Dipped a hand in the green river,
and lost count of his ghosts.
Paid part of his debt on a Florida chair.
Rode the Lightning to eternity.
Consumed by what awaited him there.

Poem Details | by Gorlum Gorlum |
Categories: body, crazy, death, health, heart,

Cardiac dysrhythmia

I am as sick as sinus syndrome
At times as lively as V-fib
Accelerated, polymorphic…
Another temporary blip

then Mobitz II attacks.. times slows
it creeps by like prolonged QT
complete heart block would likely follow..
screw that, I’m back to SVT

It never stops, it’s pretty hopeless
I’m  getting sicker day-by-day
No chance for cure, time to go
Time to succumb to PEA

Poem Details | by Bj Fard |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allah, america, analogy, angel, anger, angst, animal, anniversary, art, baptism, beach, beautiful, beauty, betrayal, bible, birth, blue, boat, body, bullying, cancer, care, celebration, celebrity, change, character, christian, conflict, confusion, corruption, crazy, dad, day, death, depression, desire, devotion, dream, earth, emotions, eulogy, evil, farewell, fear, funeral, god, grave,

Never So Gracious

A full moon night to my delight what is so wrong with doing what's right nothing is right after so long no use in complaining time to move on The Dream Water one day might take me away farther from the comfort of familiarity I float on my back then shut my eyes my body now sinking into ocean arms open wide Now swallow your son back to his nature when he is no longer needed to stay here the next generation are dooming themselves they need my experience to guide them through hell Why should I bother on my own, I strive through I turn my back on the thought of bothering to save you alone in this world my, is it spacious I'm finally smiling, never so gracious.

Poem Details | by John Hamilton |
Categories: corruption, crazy, death, french, heartbreak, violence,

Wild horses running free

                                    
Wild horses running free

                                    
Hearts without conscience                                   
scarred with a brand of evil                                   
ideology                                  
like wild horses running free                                   
no reins to stop killing spree


John Derek Hamilton
July 16,2016


Poem Details | by The Grahamburglar |
Categories: anxiety, crazy, grief, hyperbole, irony, nonsense, senses,

Stentorian Stillness

Here comes the silence.
Shoving its way through the crowd to greet me.
Like a tsunami would greet a stony cliff.
What an impetuous, impertinent lull...
Settling itself on my head like a heavy blanket.
Suffocating my ears.
Should I scream?
I should scream.
But there's no sound. 
Just unceremonious reverie.
Just silence. 
That raucous, deafening silence.
Until the world turns.
Negligibly.
A motion indiscernible.
Except for the sound it makes.

Poem Details | by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories: abuse, anxiety, crazy, grief, growth, life, psychological,

Control, Attack, Restore

cell splitting
cusp of freedom on the edge
splashing joy

damage spreads
cells lament tormenting truth
dying still

even so
new creations work harder
threatening

disease calls
stubborn from birth to its sleep
rattles heart 

heart reacts
brave on the sun's horizon
hope instills 

cells remain
raped inside you by forced smile
they know it   

Poem Details | by Dennis Broe-Ward |
Categories: abuse, africa, animal, beautiful, crazy, death of a friend, family,

WHY

The Asian Tiger walks deaths bed, a tenuous thread, 
Shaming us standing ones with maggots in our heads.
The African Rhino and Elephant walk their likewise fate, 
Valued by us as horny dust, adornments for human plates.
It will always forever amaze me, when too late we always say, 
What we regret most in this life... is the treasure we abused on the way.

Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: addiction, allusion, angel, anger, art, celebration, confusion, crazy, depression, desire, earth, emotions, fantasy, fear, feelings, freedom, god, grief, health, humanity, humorous, image, imagination, life, loneliness, love, magic, music, nonsense, peace, planet, political, poverty, power, pride, psychological, sound, space, spiritual, stars, stress, suicide, sympathy, teen, usa, wisdom, world,

An Aquarian Exposition

Take the pill
on the hill
and don't be shrill
when you see the rainbow
when you are low.
Just go with the flow
and eat the purple snow.
Chase the rabbits 
through the green field
but use my shield 
to end all of your habits.