Best Bloody Poems

I'm sitting on the floor
I'm crying so much more
trying to erase this pain
trying to forget your face
sitting here with the blade in my hand
running so slow blood dripping down
in a deep red color
flowing freely the way i want to feel

I'm sitting on the floor 
holding...

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Achilles, Bloody Battles, Death's Black Hand As Was Fated
Part Three, (the Conclusion)

Dawn, bright rays fell upon Achilles and his band
exiting ship, Greek sandals felt soft Trojan sands
with mighty magnificent Greek pride in courageous hearts
each seeking greater fame they knew would come as battle starts.

Landing all...

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That tiny pause to skirt the truth, half-reals you'd paraphrase,
The subtle softly spinning gyre of cunning in your gaze,
Vague reflections from your skin - a shedding, sheltering plaque,
All concerned syllables sent swiftly bouncing off your back. 

Ever adrift on fiction's lost sea, never blown to...

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In the flickering of the ethereal candlelight, as the greenish blue flame
Burns dimly against the ancient mirror of reflections, the necromancer
Chants in rhythms rhythmic undertones, stirring the rippling pools of
Illusions, between the divisions of altered states of realism, and the 
Foggy vaporous mists in the...

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Roses here, Roses there,
bloody roses everywhere.

February brings them to our life,
while others hide a broken wife.

Young girls dream of their shining white knight,
when do you think they'll see, it's nowhere in sight.

Single men try everything to be romantic,
ask every young girl, they still haven't learnt...

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The blade penetrated the flesh
like a prong to a pitted plum
he had played with war
toyed with war
yet the gun
well the gun didn't have balls
Not for him the sterile
three shrouds removed 
expunging of visera with a gun
sissy pistols
pansy takers

Stick um good
part the seas of red
wake and...

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A heart is broken and I am dead
Wondering when this pain will end
My heart will need to mend
Crying out loud screaming through blood
It soaks the floor I collapse in mud
Crawling slowly I cannot breathe
My vision is blurry and now I can't see
I hear a scream...

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History should be written in ink, not lead;
in glorious black and white, not bloody red;
nor by some inept leader, but those who bled....

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How could I forget the sight
He fought for dear life
As she stabbed with a knife
His face overcome with despair
Blood spurting on her hair
She wiped her sweaty face
The lump in my throat!
My son, she said
You too will slaughter a goat...

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I watch the pillars crashing all 
around your face
I see you start to disappear 
into the altars cracks
Your blood mixed with tears, 
your desperate screams
Your prayers for saints lost in 
cathedral downpours
Your sins finally catching up to 
you
Dragging you from angels arms
Ripping your tattered heart...

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If a busy gun takes lives
Then silent leaders do worse
They burn lives,hang knuses on the innocent.
Voice your pain
Or get blessed with a curse.
Blood shed schools,
We elected fools;
Wrong leaders to lead us
Pushing useless agenda’s
While feeding us propaganda.
Halls covered red,
thousands of innocent people facing price hikes;
At the...

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goth on the rocks

                              around the watering hole

        ...

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She drew the blood from my neck and whispered 
‘My bloody valentine!’

We would transform into bats
And would soar throughout the city
Looking for fresh prey together 

We’d find the red meat
and tear the souls to pieces 
Devouring the life essence
through pints of blood

Our union has never...

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Being anything but cold is rare for you.
Utterly and shamelessly aloof is but a default setting for you, although could it still be considered ‘aloof’ if it’s on purpose?
Too nonchalant to notice the people around to falling to pieces at your feet.
Too preoccupied with your...

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A Lady of the Night took fright
When she saw her customer's plight
For Jack-the-Ripper
Held a glass slipper
On a Monday, nothing goes right!...

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