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Evil Horse Poems | Evil Poems About Horse

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Details | Limerick |

Unreceived Parcel

Unreceived  Parcel

I have sent your parcel
Please be patient 
Your curtain hooks have been sent
It's on its way
Yes sir, I have sent it

I will make a special delivery
Through the dark forces of night
In horse and cart
Await me at 2pm tonight
Leave the window slightly ajar
I will ring three chimes on my arrival
With your special delivery
Slide open the window
Look down

You will see me standing there with your parcel
Slowly on your toes 
Push forward and slide out the window
Reach for me
Alas you will have your parcel 
I will have delivered the goods
The wife will have curtain hooks to hang the curtains
Then your curtains will be closed forever
I will place roses on your grave
Sending you a graceful goodbye
Delivering, your unreceived goods

Copyright © Tahira Parveen | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |

The Long Blog

Your blogs are like beating a dead horse
It's the same old thing over and over again but, you never show remorse,

You write or type each sentence so carefully
To me it shows some one whom is very forcefully,

Reassuring yourself that others like me are the blame
Are you becoming an actress because you seem to be seeking fame,

I guess you feel better after downing another person in your long blog
But, it seems to me you have your head in a fog,

Half of what you is not true or it is spam
You see it doesn't matter to me so frankly my Creeper I don't give a damn.

Written By: Unique Poetry 2015

Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Race Horse

What have I done?
To be treated like dirt in your eyes.
Always under the gun.
Constantly being vandalized.
Forever on the run.

Run Race Horse Run
The shows only just begun.
What goods a race horse that's not any fun?
Show me your teeth like a good one.

You want to tame me,
But I was born to be wild and free.
Not in a dudgeon.

Copyright © Alexa Rose | Year Posted 2017

Details | I do not know? |

The White Horse

The white horse had just died a lonely death

His rider was crucified as if he were the coming of the 2nd

May the one who killed the innocent form of justice

Be the one to carry the weight of grim until pressed

The rider was sent on a mission to relieve the chosen one

The one was chosen and brought to the black hill to wait

He waited for you.....me.....us.....but we failed him

We have not committed ourselves to the savior of good

We have only one last chance to rid evil for before spilled blood

If this is the chosen ones ways to allow us to view

What we need to turn us away from the few

For our lack of committment and honour to the wise

Left the white horse and its rider in sure lifeless demise

The one who killed the beast and his proud man

Was the ones who will kill the future of this tiring land

It was not of evil that rid there energy

If was you.....me.....us.....that failed priest to hold her

Try to sleep with peace even though the burdon in on YOUR shoulders

Copyright © Penn Kname | Year Posted 2006

Details | Quatrain |

The Nightmare and his rider

Red light of fire, a stallion, a nightmare,
One of the devil’s attire.

Riding through the lake of death,
Bones break and clatter under hooves of steel.
The rider’s shadowed sillouette,
Encompasses the unholy zeal.

They cower, they fall,
blood comes down like rain.
The nightmare drinks aplenty,
and the rider feeds off the pain.

Unspoken words whisper between the minds,
Of those whom stand against.
For all it takes for this evil to win,
Is nothing of good men.

Copyright © Tony Brady | Year Posted 2017