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10th grade, angst, anxiety, death, horror, imagery, war,
I can smell the coppery scent of blood
and the stench of death, excrement and piss.
A soldier lies dead, his face in the mud,
I never believed war would look like this.
My mind’s gone numb, I cannot shed a tear
I can't change reality, so why try.
For there's nothing left within me but fear
the more I live, the more I want to die.
I fear the killing will never be done
God has left my heart, and abandoned me.
For I fight a war that cannot be won
and seen more than I ever wished to see.
War is a putrid expanding abyss
where simply surviving can seem like bliss.
Jan. 1, 2019
War Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mark Massey
dark, death, evil, horror, war,
The Hounds of Hell Released
Blood-spattered feathers on broken wings,
and the Age of Angels and Light was undone.
A black mantle of terror and darkness descended,
as the red-hot lips of hell opened wide, belching out
war-thirsty hounds that shredded peace to pieces.
Contest: In 5 Lines or Less #1 (Picture This)
Sponsor: SKAT A
Bobbie Jo Price
abuse, anger, betrayal, depression, first love, horror, pain,
wrap your arms around me a little too tight
let yourself be the noose that ends my life
tear ladders in my tights while holding me down
pull a little too hard and drag me to hell
take my heart, its in the center to the left
its yours, my darling, take it right out of my chest
clutch my hand a little too roughly
shatter my bones and call me lovely
take me to the Eiffel tower, guide me to the top
hold me from behind and give me a gentle shove
rip my ribs out with your teeth, one by one by one
play them like the grand piano, show them how its done
lather your lips with venom, careful not to taste
kiss me until my last breath, simply watch me break.
abuse, anger, betrayal, dark, death, horror, scary,
I will not allow madness
Nor will I allow anesthesia
This place will end up in a mess
You won`t be affected by amnesia
As you will never forget this life-changing experience
Learn from your errors, that's just common sense
Whosoever sows the wind shall reap the whirlwind
You shall not forget to all who you have sinned
For you won't leave the extend of my madness with coma
Take for granted you'll be altered by trauma
You`ll be judged for each of your sins
Your corpse will be disposed in several bins
You are just a puppet
Used for entertainment
You can do infinite wishes
You will not leave this place with just a couple stitches
animal, death, horror, prejudice, racism, spoken word, violence,
I have become the tree, perched on a limb,
Bow in hand, camouflaged grey, black, and brown.
Looking with my eyes, not moving my brim,
Detecting movement, the forest slows down.
Suddenly, a flicker of ear and tail,
Flashes in the sun entering my view.
Deer browsing, eyes darting, heads bob, ears flail,
Squirrel climbs near, my position askew.
Chattering loudly, bushy tail thrashing,
Alerting of danger for all to hear.
Blue jay flies in and joins with jeers lashing,
Deer, with a flick of the flag, disappear.
Why can't humans communicate so well,
Spanning differences, on earth where we dwell?
death, depression, fear, horror, violence,
I feel the world crashing around me,
my breath fading.
Pain surges through my body.
I fear my hope of life is diminishing.
All is lost I can feel the regret of every lost sole.
I long for relief but all I feel is torture.
When will it all end, when will the last hour be, how will I suffer death?
dark, death, desire, horror, murder, poetry, poets,
They once met upon a poetry site,
shared romantic words by computer light.
His poems of rose pedals and floating doves,
her verses of broken hearts and jilted love.
Those touching comments soon lit a fire,
innocent flirting now burning desire.
Their public secrets fanned the embers
and played out before all the members.
Alas unable to contain their lust,
to finally embrace became a must.
Soon they soupmailed their secret plot,
to meet in the nearest Wal-Mart lot.
What happened next no one can fix,
for her light was turned off at Motel Six.
It seems her tall dark poetic stranger,
turned out to be the "Trailer Park Strangler".
anger, dark, death, evil, fate, horror, pain,
I've buried some and I'll bury some more
Hell no I don't keep score
If you see me, it's over
Shoulda picked a different clover
I don't care whose gonna miss you
I just wanna hurry up and get through
Don't cry or try to run
You can't believe things I can do son
Nah, go ahead
Willie A. Buchanan
crazy, dark, death, evil, horror, murder, scary,
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.
fear, grief, horror, introspection, joy, simile, thanks,
Like Frankenstein, I, too, am loathed to death;
I walk this earth devoid of friend and hearth,
devoid of joy from the time of my birth
and from the first draw of my infant's breath.
An outcast and a pariah among
the friended, I exist without the mirth
and glee of those born of more ample worth,
esteem and prize,—O would that I belong!
Still, I am loved of my dear family
and most scarce friends, my books, and by Lord God
and my most oft-read, soothing poetry.
These things I cherish, honor, and so laud
with gratitude and thanks abundantly,
and am glad as a worm in blesséd sod.
nick armbrister jimmy boom semtex
death, fishing, horror,
LET’S GO FISHING
We set out early when the air was cool to go fishing.
Deep within the forest at a river tributary lies
a remote stretch of water. A few hours later
our catch is impressive. I turn my back to eat my lunch
and I hear a scream. An alligator has snatched
my friend with its terrible death grip—
there’s nothing I can do but stare in horror
at the scene before me. Will I be next?
I wish I had my hunting rifle…
Dorian Petersen Potter
crazy, death, funny, hilarious, horror, humor, humorous,
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
dark, death, fantasy, halloween, history, horror, imagery,
He dragged himself along a narrow corridor,
carrying a golden cat statue with him.
He walked as though the weight of the world
was on his shoulders, as he vomited
out thick blood. His favorite white shirt
was now red and wet.
On his skin, veins were dark
and swollen, as though they wanted to explode!
It is picking the artifact
from goddess Bastet’s shrine,
that made him to be as he was….
baby, betrayal, death,
What of life? What of death? Clinical murder under investigation.
With cruel calculation, the doctor splits the fetus into sections.
A "little boy's" leg jerks reflexively, a helpless human specimen.
Dreaming of riches, she coldly mutilates, a chilling death sentence.
Written on 9/21/2015
blessing, daughter, grief, heartbroken, horror, how i feel, mother,
In the Quiet of the Breeze My Spirit Must Look Back too..... a Darkness that took place.... Unfathomable to Face.... What I didn't See.... Is such a Disgrace... How could I not know.... How could I not see.... How could I not feel How could it be..... I have no one to Blame but Me!! I am so Sorry!! My Darling Daughter xo that ' THIS' has come to be!! May God in his Mercy bring Peace to Your Soul an Set You Free..xo
dark, death, evil, horror, , cute,
The time of death is now
The blade of life takes it bow
With thee I behead
Blood running red
No one questions why and how
Looking at the guillotine
One mans nightmare the other mans dream
Cousin to the knife
It takes away your life
Fast and sharp its cut is clean
Waiting in dungeon halls
Silent screams penetrate walls
No time to waste
For breath’s last taste
As men shiver before the blade falls
Laying corpses mounting high
Executed not knowing why
Men will kill
Against their will
The bell has rung it is time to die.
crazy, desire, grief, horror, murder, scary,
hush! don't move, don't breathe
he will hear it– he will come.
your flesh is his prize.
dark, death, evil, fear, horror, murder, night,
Always watching you.
He lurks in every corner.
You'll think you lost him.
He stalks you at night.
Don't ever look behind you.
Cause he will get you.
Delice Arleen Skelly
dark, death, gothic, horror,
Frozen grip takes hold
Dead eyes look, the end is near
Kiss of ice, last breath.
beautiful, death, horror, lost love, marriage, murder, mystery,
The Lady in red
awaits my arrival
The Lady in red
lays and waits
The Lady in red
never-more so beautiful
The Lady in red
Who is my newly wed
The Lady whose white dress covered in Red
is no more
Mark J. Halliday
death, evil, fear, gothic, horror, violence,
In A Dark, Dark Room
Tormented in a pitch black room--
Smelling the foulness in the ground;
Flickering shadows in the gloom
That feed upon me, all around
Bound hand and foot, with neck exposed,
Tormented in a pitch black room,
I only slept, when coffins closed,
With nightmares of impending doom.
I heard above a muffled boom
My eyes assaulted by the light
Tormented in a pitch black room
Never more will I fear the night
I signed on with Van Helsings Free,
Hunting vampires from tomb to tomb.
I rescue others, lost like me--
Tormented in a pitch black room.
absence, death, horror, identity, image, life, love,
When Love Dies
When love dies it takes sanity under ugly
Drops it in a foreign land beneath cold sand
No rock will take it underneath
It cannot fit or breathe there with the bugs
Because it stinks of death
Lost in decay disinteresting
Rocks have better things to do
They sit there on the brink
Some are solid in their dark
Say nothing of their fate
No reason to think of culture or living things
Malignancy is not their cup of tea
When love dies trees forget to grow
They know the better part of valor
Rooted in the truth
Discretion knows nothing of the pain
When love dies the memory remains
autumn, day, death, earth, earth day, fire, forgiveness, giving, grave, history, horror, places, pollution, river, sky, social, space, tree, water, wind,
Why all this Destructions? – Zamreen Zarook
God created this whole universe for the mankind,
He gave everything lavishly, thinking that we might be kind,
Even though people are able, they seems to be blind,
Whereas people failed to mind.
The sky which was created for the man started to scream and cry,
Since good morals and ethics were decry,
The fire started to do the mimicry,
As the water lands cannot bear, it came to man with a battle cry.
Land couldn't hold and it started to gorge,
Fresh air merged with chemicals and started to urge,
Whatever created for the man have started to over charged,
Stop evil and let the merits be enlarged.
abuse, addiction, anger, betrayal, body, bullying, childhood, cry, dad, dark, death, depression, eulogy, evil, family, farewell, father, fear, feelings, grave, grief, growing up, hate, heartbroken, horror, house, jealousy, loneliness, loss, lost, me, murder, mystery, night, pain, parents, sad, sin, smile, society, sorrow, stress, suicide,
In the attic, above wooden floor,
through the hallway of psychotic, locks upon my door,
near the broken window and glass of the sore,
hiding in the shadows,
bloodstains on the wall.
house at the end of the street,
where lights are low,
where silent never sleep.
character, death, deep, depression, dream, horror, psychological,
In the night
In the dark
Heart of ice
Sperm on a dead end street
With all my might
Fall of chair
If only I could walk
If only there was fresh air
Locked inside my own insanity
In the basement lies my corpse
The museum of lost lovers
The paintings on the walls
From concrete fallen
Made of waterfalls
Everyone is running around killing everyone
Barrel bombs and barrels of fun for tyrants numb
Here I am alone, killing only me