Best Asphyxiating Poems
She cries comets of burning ice
rocketing through a wilderness of bleeding rubies
her constellation, Anaconda, the 13th Sign, drinker of soul wine,
Her cheeks permafrosted with white agony
the accumulation of eons without the lips of her Man's love mercy,
When the word WHY becomes an acronym
for What Have You,
When knowledge of loss is your only gain,
When questions and answers no longer serve a frantic heart
rebellion is the necessary blessing of love becoming beast,
When everything sacred seems destin to be violated
and reborn as a beautiful monster
she became, the Zodiac Zombie,
her heart a super nova explosion,
a demoness on the breath of Death's delay
hunting hearts born through her Star House,
asphyxiating the affection of all who incarnate through her system,
feeding on the veins of fresh obsession, of virgin devotion,
Legend has it that she births the great Poets and Rebels
for their passion is unparalleled in pride and sweet sacrafice,
she is the Zodiac Zombie, Queen of the Black Sea, Goddess of love bleeding -
J.A.B.
Categories:
asphyxiating, absence, crazy, dark, grief,
Form:
Epic
Unseen but ubiquitous,
Savage and surreal,
If not curated but contagious,
Annihilative and aerial,
Then lurking, now loose,
You are the silent stone sepulchre,
Tangling, tormenting; transient truce,
An asphyxiating, aggravating and apocalyptic aperture,
You might among countless thriving throng induce fear,
Cause bountiful bouts of darkness and despair,
You might perhaps possess lives of mankind in multitudes,
Cripple economies and ravage revenues.
Say, can you cease the blowing of wildly winds?
Say, can you banish a bridal blush or a child’s caprice?
Say, can you hold the hanker of a koel for its lilting lyrics, while it sings?
Say, can you shackle the Sun, or rob its rays with your bitter malice?
You are nothing but an atomic annihilator, a sombre spree,
In vain you strive to rule over our spirits free,
We would surmount all sufferings and decimate your derisive decree.
Saptarshi Mukherjee
Categories:
asphyxiating, courage, death, endurance, hope,
Form:
Alliteration
…the greatest poet who ever lived
…our Lord Jesus Christ
Wishes that wash upon the shallow shore,
Lacrimal lesions of the holographic whore…
Tectonic temptations, the lava shall pour,
Unleashing emotions, entombed we gore.
Mangled monuments of ruins regurgitate,
Surfacing megalomania of demons dominate…
Demonic destruction encroaches to infiltrate,
Demigods of desire will position to penetrate.
Distant horizons dissipating within plain sight,
Frigid frustrations amidst fore playing frostbite…
Detestation distortions of Hell’s agape appetite,
Antagonizing warring Angels take feverous flight.
Falling into oblivion within the blink of an eye,
Idempotent illusions making macabre to justify…
But there stands one soul, whose words do magnify,
Their love spreading thru asphyxiating air to clarify.
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Categories:
asphyxiating, jesus, judgement, spoken word,
Form:
Rhyme
Grinding you in the coal black mortar of my expectations,
I know your substance is not one to powder under impact
And yet I work here, feverish, to prove my trepidations wrong
I grind you, harder against the walls, and you never powder,
You are shards of glass, getting smaller and smaller,
Cutting through the walls, straight into my skin
I cry out in a thousand minuscule pains,
As you enter mercilessly into my bare flesh
Tinkles flair as the wind blows upon the incisions
I sparkle in the night of our plight,
Terrorized by the horrors I have constructed,
Toying with you… you…the finesse tool to my agonies
You gained control of me like a mimed puppet master,
The binds I had tightened upon you asphyxiating my sanctuaries,
Tied along you, and twined around me
Silent, smiling, seething…
You begged me to scream
Your glass shards icing into my pupils, through my brain,
And out into the recesses of all my verbalized fears
I shove the remaining shards into my fleeting sight,
A hawk screeching, being stabbed in the eyes by its own feathers
Expelling blood and tears …matter and might,
All I wanted to do was finally see you…
To take in the scent of my grounded version of you
So long though had I whiffed in the potent poison you always were,
Too long, as it no longer has the same effect my nostrils numb for…
Categories:
asphyxiating, allusion, analogy, angst, change,
Form:
Free verse
Dancing with delusions, sparks of hellfire
Course through my lugubrious quill pen.
Distorted words igniting fear,
Anxiety fills crevices,
Encircling, silencing,
Asphyxiating.
Walls closing in,
Compressing.
Hope fades,
Doom.
Dread
Runs cold.
Veins poisoned,
Sanity slips
Unmercifully.
The angels are mimicked.
Light dimming, darkness descends
As demons mingle with the dead.
Apocalyptic skies crack open
To wash away all that you held sacred.
Categories:
asphyxiating, death, gothic, imagery, metaphor,
Form:
Etheree
Coffin lungs unhinge a chest open bare,
fragile skin ripping thin as bat membrane-
flutter in waves of vapor, from the heart that beats itself,
exhuming an illusive space...
defined by all that never was.
The only promise left unbroken,
held against all petty wills,
is the nothingness that eclipses the tangible-
contoured by chaos, it stands tall and futile,
leaving no shade for the shelter of lost dreams.
And so let the old void fill the new,
where Only Hope's clumsy shadow filters in,
and Fear blows every breath of whim,
Asphyxiating in this open cage,
for too long I chose to stay and wait
for empty promises to take,
and take,
and take.
Categories:
asphyxiating, addiction, anger, angst, break
Form:
Free verse
Like an albatross enfolded around my silencing throat,
squeezing ever tighter,
asphyxiating on sins not of my own.
A scarlet letter has been placed upon my weeping chest;
without hesitation, punishment has been handed down.
Rusted shackles placed around pleading ankles.
"I'm innocent," I whimper,
yet the hushed cries land on deaf ears.
Led to my provisional prison,
an iron-wrought door slams shut.
The glow of a makeshift torch illuminates the dirt floor.
As my eyes adjust, I see it's covered in blood and hay.
Suddenly, surges of panic course through me.
Collapsing to my knees, I vomit,
while tears of anguish slide down my cheeks.
Like an out-of-body experience,
I'm transported back to that fateful night—
his menacing presence looming in the shadows,
following footstep for footstep.
I run faster, no time to look back,
but I feel this is all for naught.
The more distance I try to put between us,
the more I feel his putrid breath on the back of my neck,
until he is on top of me.
My mind dizzies as I black out,
waking up as the rain descends upon me.
I'm back in my cold prison,
plagued by memories that are still unclear.
The gallows await me, for transgressions of a monster's doing.
Categories:
asphyxiating, dark, death, extended metaphor,
Form:
Free verse
transfixed
I stumble down
shifting halls of
my angst my
distress
a cold stale breath
stagnates and permeates
its doom
onto my essence.
beguiled
I entomb myself
in the moment
asphyxiating
flailing
clawing
grasping for
desperately
disintegrating walls.
abdicated
I capitulate to
the lair
that cold cavity
pit of dread
that
pool of tears
where my devotion
thrashes plangently.
interred
in the filth
of want
of need
of putrefying wonder
entombed within
every pore
every inch
of my desolation.
moribund
I turn to stone
my listless gaze
fixated ruefully
on the luminance
the far distant
light
where steadfast
dim hope resides.
Categories:
asphyxiating, angst,
Form:
Free verse
I'm a dreamer.
Do not snap me back to reality...
I wish to linger
in this sublime realm
called imagination.
It's not a faraway destination.
I close my eyes
and I'm there,
and all cares and woes
are in my rearview mirror.
It's a paradise,
a safe place to be,
a home away home
that I escape to
when the real world feels
like an asphyxiating prison.
Do not snap me back to reality...
because it means
snapping my leviathan wings.
I wish to fly
in my imagination.
It gives me free reins
to roam in it's verdure.
There is so much beauty and wonder there.
Tangible are all the things
I can't perceive with my five senses.
Dreams,
Possibilities;
all that could be
are magnified.
I vividly envision them;
Everything is illuminated.
Do not snap me back to reality...
I see all my excited unborn children
catch and release butterflies in the field,
of my imagination, and I join them at play.
I see my loved ones alive
and commune with the long deceased.
I have the power and control
to create, to explore, to discover.
I can mold and shape
emotions, thoughts
and mental images like wet clay.
I can see the blueprint
to build my future.
Ah, the world...
of imagination!
Do not snap me back to reality...
I'm a visualizer.
Categories:
asphyxiating, imagery, imagination,
Form:
Imagism
A gathering of winged beings soaring down
Creating heavenly mists in swirls among the clouds
Destined to hover just below
A pinnacle of strangled hope
Exhaling their exotic breaths of Himalayan glow
Asphyxiating toxins found clinging to a soul
Basking in tranquility they yeild to passion's will
Drifting quietly to land upon a window sill
Where endurance rests peacefully, unencumbered
Categories:
asphyxiating, butterfly, senses, symbolism, endurance,
Form:
Verse
Fannie Strumpet is a flatulent floozy
With each wiggle her rump lets out a doozy
She blows out so much gas
Foul vapor from her a$$
It's asphyxiating and makes me woozy
Fannie lets 'em rip without hesitation
When I point a finger in accusation
She points hers back at me
and laughs saying, "Phew Wee!"
I'm tempted to enact strangulation
I threatened to have the woman arrested
Indecently walking around bare breasted
She farted in my face
Through her panties of lace
I think I was infected and molested
One night Fannie was with a man she'd just met
When she tooted he left, much to her regret
Rectal fumes exploded
He screamed, "You're corroded!"
Her tail expels toxins like a gas jet
Fannie saw a doctor of proctology
She farted without making an apology
She disgusted him so
He said, "Madame, just go.
You're a noxious threat to world ecology!"
I don't fear being assaulted by her smut
She was sued; the case was open and shut
The streets no longer stink
Cuz Fannie's in the clink
For hiding lethal weapons in her butt
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Categories:
asphyxiating, funny,
Form:
Limerick
You must go on!
Our present is dark and full of sorrow
And fog is blocking our view of tomorrow
But your fate and mine are intertwined
Thus, you must go on, don't look behind.
With your hand in mine, we will reach the moon
And defeat the storms and the heat of June!
Our sinister ambience we shall allude.
And paint the world with a joyful mood.
The caliber of darkness is hard to defeat
Yet, if you stay with me, we will be complete
Our unison discharges a piercing light;
obscurity shall dissolve and we will be alright!
The dispiriting whispers are like asphyxiating weeds
That smother your courage and uproot its seeds
The tumbling fortress of your soul,
Will be restored if you pursue your goal.
Yesterday, when the ships of the world
betrayed us and overboard we got hurled
Remember, how you and I, boarded our dreams
as vessels until we reached those translucent streams.
The promising portrait of the coming dawn
Across our horizons will soon be drawn
Just one more step, don't look away
Witness the birth of a new day!
Categories:
asphyxiating, inspirational
Form:
Rhyme
I am an obsessive, possessive compulsive
Besotted by your flawed brand of perfection,
My love for you is a grasping fist -
Crushing you, slowly suffocating,
Squeezing the breath - and the resistance –
from your lungs, from your soul…
Constriction breeds subtle friction,
You flail now and then like a landed fish,
But you can’t escape me darling…
You can’t get away because you don’t want to,
Your willpower has corroded, has eroded to dust
I am your heroin, killing you softly as the old song goes,
Caressing your heart into fatal submission…
Oh I don’t deny, sometimes the drug wears off,
And you have a bad trip -
Sometimes my whip lash fails to strike…
And your dormant defiance rises with bullish temerity…
Sometimes I nearly lose my hold, and the fist weakens, flaccidly…
Then I have to rein you in and force a harsher bit between your gritted teeth
Ha ha, oh yes, it can be a cat and mouse game, this romance,
A tenuous balance of shifting powers,
Like tectonic plates, seething beneath the surface…
The scales tip seductively in your favor, then in mine -
Sometimes your fingers slip round my throat,
The manacles of my love asphyxiating…
Sometimes I lead you by the ring in your nose, my bovine beauty –
Sometimes it all becomes too much, like black waters rising,
Closing over my humble head,
And I start to choke…to drown…
But in the end, my fingers are locked round your heart,
And if I go down – baby, so do you
Categories:
asphyxiating, angst, lovelove, drug,
Form:
Free verse
The mounting manifestation of your mistrust
Has been the source of the confusion that separates us
The asinine allegations that you hurl at me
Are only to deflect your own dishonesty
Your constant unfounded and unproven accusations
Are most certainly the expression of intensifying intimidation
Terrified by the power that I possess
you would opt to see me overshadowed, outshined and oppressed
you have continually conspired to weaken my pride
Would you prefer that I cower, recoil, or hide?
The Optical illusions of your minds trickery
Have distorted you perception of our reality
I am not your property, asset or possession
Worthy to be respected, not met with aggression
You have annihilated my opinions, forced me into silence
Restraining my insight is the cruelest form of violence
Asphyxiating me with you idiotic uncertainty
Smothering my peace with your moronic misery
Suppressed by your suspensions long enough.
I have shed my fears, I have discovered my worth
I refuse to quietly follow in your frightening footsteps
Muffling my shouts: I can no longer accept
I am freeing my thoughts and releasing these words.
I have found my voice and now I demand to be heard
.
Categories:
asphyxiating, confusion, introspection, me, me,
Form:
Free verse
"A Thousand Hours"
Can anyone make this pain stop?
Can anything make me forget
how much you meant to me?
No.
Never.
Just tying to suppress the feelings
too overwhelming to bear...
Asphyxiating me one puff at a time.
Until I see you again
and I'll say the same thing to you
once more,
"Hey."
Categories:
asphyxiating, lost love, loveme,
Form:
Verse