Depraved Poems - Poems about Depraved

....Evil A wormy apple bruised bread crawling with weevils Mottled black and blue Essences of evil Skull and crossbones warn deadly poisonous gas Tortured cries and moans Creepy sutured mask ......Read the rest...

... It worked in the recesses the nooks and cracks of the darkness. It’s shapeless meandering form intent on its work It’s slither of arms and tentacles wrapped around the soul It’s tortures fi......Read the rest...

... For all this time, I couldn't call it - rape. I couldn't use that word, and make it real. Like plowing a field before it's harvest, or pruning the trees at summer solstice. It w......Read the rest...

... Looking around our country and the world as I’ve watched hatred and misogyny soar I have to wonder why more people aren’t ashamed of these feelings anymore? Then again, I’m too old for you to b......Read the rest...

... **Content warning: depicts abuse (please skip to one of my more lightheaded poems if one needs to). To you, your abuse began as a game or joke, so insidious, so quietly inhumane, a spo......Read the rest...

...For Silent One's - Mamma Poetry Contest Where is the love, Mamma? Through broken Louvre blinds, you're ever watching Rosary beads clicking prayers on repeat mode, utteri......Read the rest...

... In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil, snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae ......Read the rest...

...Oh Man, where am I? What caused this pain and why? I desperately cannot live this insane life. For the pain of memories brings in strife. I grab my head as my mind bends and breaks. I want rel......Read the rest...

...He followed this path for half a mile, found himself high up on a cold platform. The trail split, one went across the mesa, the other went right, winding down below. On the left he could see cl......Read the rest...

...At the crossroads The bald old man With his gray stricken beards Caressed his antiquated flute Perching on his cracked dehydrated lips With his spindly fingers As he nonchalantly reeled out his......Read the rest...

...Britain’s Biggest Cover up As Britain's biggest broadcasters you should hang your heads in shame, for his despicable crimes your cover ups are to blame, we wont give him the honour of rep......Read the rest...

...Yes, I know fetid air has been filtering in Everyone around chokes on the stench, sour gin disguised as sweet words from the mouth of the depraved, loving sin one can never smother foul barny......Read the rest...

...You’re magnificently lovely, You’re like fine wine, so sweet like grapes from the vineyard. You are the light that rekindles my love, Your eyes are the galaxy of stars I want to look at the rest o......Read the rest...

......“ ‘I used to love talking with friends, they gave such meaning to my life, but after watching them all die… it no longer makes my eyes bright. “ ‘I’ve loved women of every type, indulged in......Read the rest...

...In the anchorage of the mundane mind, detached from the principled roots of sanctity by the dislodging drive of sequential desire, untamed instincts shroud the senses. As the needle of e......Read the rest...