Husk Poems - Poems about Husk

...Zenith swirls of black rose petals, burst into a flock of circling crows, descending ash and rain on my frozen form. Viscera and scarlet pools flash, feet running of a child, car screeching ti......Read the rest...

...Eyeless it manifested from the depths of the abyssal darkness of the woods. Hide reflective more muscle almost fleshless ribbon peeled back skull necklace. Limbs contort and pop grotesque as it mov......Read the rest...

...Educational systematic analysis idiocy, cogs to craft humans into mice chasing cheese. Stand sit raise hand or don’t speak, and we decide your level of stupidity. Shake your head as I curl thy ......Read the rest...

...I use philosophical musings, My key maker is reverie, A few attempts may be needed, Alignment may not occur each time. Upon success, the door opens, A mirror stands there, devoid of reflection, ......Read the rest...

...Visceral incantation from onyx velvet lips, moan, groan, to twist my bits as a witch. Salem pyre ancient oak standing the edifice, wrist shackled chains gather round vile cultist. Breast ......Read the rest...

...Last night together baby, pains my core. One two three four, one two three four. La la la la la, la life is gonna stop. La la la la la, la husk is gonna rot. Festering in my basement, shh baby ......Read the rest...

...The orb calls to me, beckons breast beat, blood in veins permeates, face red with heat, as I asphyxiate, am dominated, reach climax. Each time lustful, more powerful, sensual. I crave this fix,......Read the rest...

...Her eyes swelled and swelled With bitter tears That lingered near... She stood there and not here Since she thought It was better to cry, than to try to fly Into the fantasies ought To have he......Read the rest...

...I envy the poets The ones who can disentangle the threads of their thoughts And smoothen them out on paper Each word, each letter, each curve of their quill laden with meaning, passion and ......Read the rest...

...I thought I got over The feeling of Wanting to die In 12th grade. I’m walking in a dead town Desaturated from its life. The foggy weather doesn’t help. It only clouds up my vision. Why......Read the rest...

...4/8/24 Aww shucks Still at the crux In a state of flux With reality still out of touch I've been puzzled much So I smoke a couple blunts That's a double dutch From dawn to dusk I turned my......Read the rest...

...CLEAN AIR Only a few now recall the London smogs The early Fifties, I think it may have been When a man used to walk ahead of a bus As schoolkids, it was a strange time for us Almost every day......Read the rest...

... Written: April 08, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Morphing into an appealing landscape, gathered around a table embrace. In the connection of family......Read the rest...

...Hopelessness is a loyal mistress. Tender agonies whispered in ones ear, twisted thoughts to forget by sunlight; only the uneasy shadows cast doubt. Warming embrace of past mistakes, lovingly co......Read the rest...

...Where has kindness gone in this digital age When there is online ranting on nearly every page Faceless cowardly scalding of whoever we please Hurtful words that are pointed are not just a te......Read the rest...