Best Beheadings Poems


Kingdom of Ruin


Rising from the desert sand
was a shimmering mirage
of a thousand shouts
	Heated winds of fanaticism,
	intense and blowing violently loud
Shrill calls to blood prayer seethe,
breathing fiery invocations
of a perverted philosophy
Screaming death to the infidels — 
a scarlet smeared mirror reflecting
black cloth covered savagery
Crimson prayers are the daubed untempered mortar
which cements the foundation of this shakily rising kingdom
Whet the glittering scimitar swung grisly:
	Beheadings are the blade’s
	propaganda recruitment shock TV
Desert crisis ... dreaded carrion claws of ISIS,
oasis mirage bathe the sociopaths in bloody bliss  
Mutilated bodies floating upon the desert sea,
a raised dark flag boasts of a fleeting victory
Prideful utterances of unspeakable barbarity
	Contemned caliphate mercurial rising ...
	now descending quickly below the horizon 
Crumbling desert kingdom,
butchery sow the seeds of your ruin
The sand castle rise to power was ever so brief,
a pirated religion kingdom soon to end suddenly
Taking hostage your own faith,
now the proselyte guards are  
fleeing from the palace carnage
	Crumbling desert kingdom,
	butchery sow the seeds of your ruin
Innocent blood spilled in the sand
will be your caliphate’s undoing
	Crumbling desert kingdom,
	blood reap the harvest of your ruin
Let your prophets of terror and rage
shout a false sanctum call to prayer
Intoning not this one truth: God will surely repay!
Form: Elegy

Infidel

Ah yes, dear friends
You have earned it
You deserve it...

Martyrs for the cause
a most WORTHY cause
which includes beheadings
(They had it coming) 
burning people alive
(They had it coming)
killing children
(They had it coming)

Un-believers!
Filthy Infidels!
Destroy them all!!
Most especially:
The Great Satan
and their buddies
those Kyke-Heeb Jews

Small matter that:
You no longer DIE 
for your Holy War
Small matter that:
You now instruct 
OTHERS to die
for your Holy War
(We DARE not day forced)

And now there’s this matter
of your ascent to heaven
EVERYONE has been kicked out
God and Jesus too of course
(Replaced by ‘your’ Allah)

And how about those VIRGINS?
72 await each of you
Wow, that’s a lot of virgins
(You sure there’s that many left?)
Let’s say ten million of you qualify
Ten million times...Let’s see
Oh well, ‘your’ Allah will figure it out

Wait! Silly me! I forgot...
Girls, really young girls!
Maybe ages six to twelve?
That covers a lot of ground
Some of them would be Infidels
but I quibble here...

ANOTHER thing I forgot!
One historic, holy Martyr
should be waiting to welcome you
None other than Saint Adolph
(I forget his last name)
Didn’t he kill Kikes too?
I heard it was ten million
You guys got a lot of work to do
but I'm sure you will surpass that
when you topple The Great Satan...

And those PEACEFUL Muslims!
What's up with them? Wow...
OKAY fellas! Sign me up
I want to go to heaven too

Ah yes dear friends
You have earned it
You deserve it
You deserve everything
you get...

9/12/2015
Charlotte’s contest

Peter's Bread

PITA BREAD

Go in the Portal to read.
It is just a vestibule to perceive, to conceive, to form beliefs, to establish creeds.
This world is in a make-believe that government is to bring subordinates to their knees.
They lack the power to achieve the leadership they seek.
Inform yourself that you are not that weak.
You will accomplish eradication of cruelty in the Middle East.
A man must be for his cause.
He must depict his adversaries to move forward.
When he is for what is right, you see the passion in his eyes.
No one has suggested a greater faith.
The beheadings, the amputations, the etcetera is annihilation.
Injustice atrocities will not bring structure but constructive abomination of the people 
     that conducts the killings.
A man, a woman, and a child will become extended by the God they believe in.
A change must come in the Middle East.
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Penned 02/22/2015!
Form: Rhyme


The Downtrodden Speak

I am baffled, stunned, dumbfounded 
Completely nonplussed by the persistence 
Of the international criminal court
In harassing the popularly elected Kenyan
President and his popularly elected deputy  
As rogue entities terrorize Eastern Europe
The Arab World and my beloved Africa
All around us people are being beheaded
Or otherwise massacred on a whim
Innocent people who would, if free, 
Choose to live and let live in peace
Rather than engage in perpetual
Callous, wanton and unprovoked 
Slaughter of those they despise.

Aljazeera, BBC and CNN daily broadcast
The atrocities committed by the Islamic state
The beheadings are posted on the internet
And broadcast on radio, tv and newspapers
And while the moguls make their millions
In the dissemination of the villainy 
The United Nations looks on puzzled
Or perplexed, mystified or even dazed
By the enormity or complexity of it all
Leaving me to wonder whether 
This world body is not being manipulated
For the ends of a few powerful members
Who believe their fortunes would flourish 
With the weakening of these regions! 

If you can hear me, Ban Ki Moon
Hearken, the downtrodden moan!

Premium Member The Unholy Ones

ISIS is a Black Vortex that has attached itself to and infected the World’s Soul . . . 

Murder, Rape, Beatings, Beheadings, Destruction, and Terror,
These thugs, criminals and hooligans are the unholiest of the unholy,
The world’s painfully aghast and their victims are pawns of this horror.

A truly nefast nest of murderers, thieves and prevaricators of the lowest kind,
These thugs and their evil cronies lack any iota of human decency and scruples,
How could God tolerate these creatures in our society—such a despicable kind? 

Almighty God in Heaven weeps so deeply at their unbridled savagery
But God is not here today (not yet) to stop their vicious, hideous rampage,
The Civilized World weeps so deeply at their malevolent snickering mockery.

The evil they do and foment and spread is supposedly in God’s name,
How dare they commit such a sacrilege and expect all of us to bow?
To the Civilized World their actions cry out the very worst moral shame.

It is undeniably tragic that mankind has this horrifying human cancer
In its collective DNA which bodes not well for the human species,
And 72 Virgins await them NOT as they enter the Gates of Hell—The Answer.

Nameless old and young people:  men, women, children, innocent babies
Savaged by hunger, disease, injury, and an unrelenting palpable fear 
Form the fodder of their ritualistic blood sacrifice as they destroy families.

All in the name of a Procrustean philosophy of nihilistic niddering nothingness . . .    

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved - August 24, 2014 
(Rhymed Tercet)

Premium Member Pandemonium

Parliament in Canada came to a stop in October 2014 (no place is safe)
and in the end Corporal Nathan Cirillo was dead, shot in the back three times;
Nathan was on duty at the Canadian War Memorial (oh the tears),
dead because a lone wolf terrorist went on a rampage, shot 34 times dead.
Earlier in the month, Warrant Officer Vincent was run down by a lone wolf,
men who killed because they embraced radical Islam, its crazy, horrible;
on the news everyday are scenes of terrorist attacks all over the world,
now, it seems France is an ISIS target, attacks heartbreaking.
In the United States gun violence is out of control, so many deaths,
until control is achieved innocent will die (I cannot fathom the beheadings);
mass killings daily, today in France, a priest was killed in the name of ISIS.

____________________________
July 26, 2016,

Poetry/Acrostic/Pandemonium
Copyright Protected, ID 811-775-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

For the contest, Pandemonium
sponsor, John Hamilton

Fourth Place
Form: Acrostic


Premium Member A Single Tear

Peppered with loss and misfortune,
life's basted in a glaze of fear.
And we are so exposed to pain;
it fails to draw a single tear.

Devastating wars and famine
fuel the news brought to our door.
And desensitized to torture,
scenes of bloody beheadings bore.

We're used to horrific events
bombarding us with constant hurt.
And our outlook on world affairs;
is steeped in political dirt.

A starving child prompts no response,
nor stirs a compassionate thought.
For death and disease are the norms,
within countries where wars are fought.

When corruption taints global views,
empathy turns to apathy.
And lives judged insignificant;
no longer warrant sympathy.
Form: Quatrain

Evil Vs Good

Evil versus good
By Patricia Lynne 
April 30 2015

Without evil would good exist?
Heroes would have no one to save
Aide workers no one to feed
Angels to rescue those in need

Without evil there would be no murders
Policemen wouldn't have jobs
Corruption of power deceased
Human beings maybe appeased

Without evil churches would close
Pastors no longer preach
The Vatican's gold released
The pope could feed his sheep

Without evil would children die?
Would children become sex slaves?
There would be no beheadings
Nor the making of brave legends

Is the end of this planet near
From toxins, nature or greed
As Antarctica melting seas rise
Will forces of good hear the cries?
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Ubuntu a Paradigm Shift

Ubuntu

P andemonium the polymorph perverse un-reflected paradigm of our time casts

A narchy tumultuous turmoil killing sprees beheadings senseless hatred and results from                    
                                                                               
N ihilistic never-ending bombing wars hatred colonisation kills for money oil and land                     

D istinct in death demise and depravation dogma causes hunger poverty disembowelled                        

E  ntrails blood and gore splashed for the highest bidder of murdering virtue and emotion 
       

M oulding peace with weapons is like having sex for virginity so stuff some flowers in guns   
                  

O nly nuances of push and near extinct pull away from total insane annihilation’s madness                         

N ests and nurtures compassion communal sharing un-consumerist tradition                       

In kindergartens schools and homesteads sporting fields of lived experience in                              

U niversities higher learning centres TEACH  ‘Ubuntu’ Nguni Bantu human kindness                              

M ake love not war with heart and soul and refuse to be abused in pandemonium

27th July 2016
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Pandemonium

Peace - now its boundaries broken by people with retarded minds
     And dangerous demons who decide to deal in deadly devastation,
Nonstop mass killings and their bitter beliefs have created chaos
     Dehumanized are these people, with death as their sole motivation, 
Emerging as champions of holy war brings them delight and pride
     Murderers of humanity use religion as their tool for discrimination,
Ongoing massacre, brutal beheadings they call their holy mission 
     Nothing will change unless countries unite to end their propagation, 
Infected is whole world with these worms that thrive on bloodshed
     Upheaval will end by destroying their hopes and seizing ammunition,     
Movement to bring peace should be the utmost priority of all nations.





July 29, 2016.
Pandemonium-Acrostic - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Distant Thoughts

Distant Thoughts


Who the hell is this Shakespeare dude
and why am I reading this play under a tree?
God these shoes are killing me.
I wonder what’s for supper tonight.
Pray God the king didn’t go hunting,
the kill of the day last week was his squire.
I can’t remember the last time we went out
to eat.  No balls, no beheadings, not even
a festival on the town square.  We have
got to be the most boring Royal Family ever.
Well!  Back to the play.
“Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo”
OH!  Wherefore is the end of this play?
They’ll prattle on about it at supper as
if it has some great significance.  Yeah,
and therefore, harken to the call of the
heart.  I wonder if Prince Harrison likes me?
He’s kinda nice, cute in a peculiar sort of way.
I wonder how far I could walk with this
book on top of my head.  Damn I’m bored.


5/26/2014
For
Form: Ekphrasis

Premium Member Novus Ordu Seclorun

The new education system
In truth it’s meant to twist ‘em
Into something that
A child ain’t meant to be
It steals their precious playtime
Corrupts their daily timeline
It heralds a New World Order
Insidiously

It takes more, than just one man
In their evil global plan
To change the hearts 
And minds of every nation
Go steal their freedom surely
Go get them nice and early
Warm their hearts with
Your home-grown indoctrination

Must we first lose our Jesus Christ
For to herald their new Zeitgeist
By the tearing down
Of each religious border
When the zeitgeist that is prevalent
Is intent on being malevolent
Then firstly friend
Comes chaos out of order

The church it changes readily
A Dove becomes a Vulture
A wolf within sheeps clothing
Finds an ease, in changing culture
Evolved from one-time pagan ways
Our celebrated Holy Days
Iniquitous intent
About to rupture

The Babylonian Talmud
Infused the Sons of Noah
In righteousness find wickedness
From the Qur’an to the Torah
Fraternities and brotherhoods
And secretive societies
Beheadings, drownings, trial by fire
Faiths forced, within their pieties

Gods world, bent to their intention
Bush, signs in Laws of Noahide
Martial Law on the horizon
Stones of Georgia, genocide
A New World Order looms
No empathy nor pathos
One World Religion emanates
An Order out of Chaos
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Since the Garden of Eden

Eternal souls in temporal tents
Spiritual battles that won’t relent.
Good the desire, evil conspires
God is drawing and Satan clawing
And eternity hangs in the balance.

The unseen is seen in wicked schemes
Beheadings, pillaging, broken dreams.
Good is the goal, yet evil controls
Jesus is calling and demons gnawing
While eternity hangs in the balance.
 
What is the source of all division?
Good versus evil- and indecision.
Is man the culprit or the puppet?
Spiritual realms are at the helm!
And eternity hangs in the balance.

The Deceiver spins His demonic whims
The power that holds you? …your sin.
Is there hope, how can we cope?
In this state of affairs, does God really care?
While eternity hangs in the balance.

The desire of God is salvation.
Sins destroys people and nations.
Jesus the Savior, receive Him and savor
The freedom of knowing His Kingdom
And eternity hangs in the balance.

Your have the choice to receive or reject 
The free gift of God, to save and protect.
We’re born into sin yet new life begins
When repentance brings blessings relentless
Your eternity hangs in the balance.

Not of our works or self-righteousness
Only through Christ and His sacrifice
Comes the power we need for this hour
To overcome evil and be redeemed people
Our eternity hangs in the balance.
© Tom Valles  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Didactic

Premium Member Paris la nuit

The Eiffel Tower stabbed at a midnight
as blue as an old Muddy Waters track.
From a distance, its lace-iron skeleton
looked like a slick and oily spider-web
crowned with a glittering neon diamond.

(My Grandmère's home is across the street from it).
“Do you want to go climb it?” I’d asked Peter (my bf).
“Naah,” he’d replied, “too crowded - what’s next?”
We’ve been tourist-ing all of the big Paris sights.

As we night cruised the Seine, the rivière looked dark
and perilous - a phthalo-green snake slithering north
westerly at six times the speed of the Nile.

We took a guided tour of the Louvre - it’s a crowded
fortress and you can’t see the Mona Lisa up close.
We day-toured the palace at Versailles, with its ghosts
of past grandeurs and revolutionary, royal beheadings.

The Arc de Triomphe is just an unsafe round-about.
As we Uber’d around it, I turned to Peter saying,
“Joke time: What’s more dangerous:
a shark or an American driver in a Paris traffic circle?”
.
.
Paris la nuit = Paris at night

Muddy Waters was a singer and musician - a delta blues man considered the "father of Chicago blues." Chicago blues was electrified, hard driving and drum backed. The Rolling Stones took their name from one of his songs. He was the original “Hoochie Coochie Man."

Premium Member A Faith Worse Than Death

Afghanistan! would anybody give a damn
perhaps had a chance, under Uncle Sam 
They gave them weapons, to fight Talibans
enslavers of women, for pleasures of man

Kabul was thriving, the west brought calm
young ladies attend school, sitting exams
Mullahs hid in exile, with extremist Imams
Allowed back in, by surrendering Afghans

Another failed state, turns hardline Islam 
say they've changed, nah just a big scam
The door was opened, they choose to slam
right back to poverty, from where it began 

Religious fanatics, resume same old sham
beheadings, torturing, cut off some hands
Warped Sharia law, interpretation of Koran 
no A la carte, only one recipe, Allah flambe *

US couldn't stay forever, done all they can 
must watch Russia, China, Nth Korea, Iran
In tragic war situations, there's no exit plan 
want to point a finger, start with bin laden 

* Play on (A la Flambe) no offence intended
to moderate peaceful Muslims*

Afghanistan Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
25/08/2021
Form: Monorhyme

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