Best Disemboweled Poems

Ideas Trapped By An Inactive Mind

Your mind is hidden in darkness
Thoughts trapped in deep crevasses
Their screams echoes through deathly shadows
Attacked and strangled at their every move
The struggle against invisible shackles
Drawing blood as they fight their captor
Demons search for ideas ripping them apart
Stripped skin strewn across...

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Cry me a river  cry me a river

The change has arrived

Where are all the heroes

Heroes like jolting Joe D

Hit the ball to outer space

Running from first to Homeplate

Kids cheering kids jumping

Popcorn all over the place

Heroes like Willie the say hey kid

Billy ball billy ball...

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It’s been ten days, the Easter Bunny is gone with hardly a trace,
The Missus is inconsolable- an Easter basket-case,
Evidence in plastic bags, some fibers and some fur,
The family suspects foul play, the police, they do concur,
This once pristine meadow has senselessly been fouled,
Safety and security...

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I fight inside myself
 but I am a paper warrior
 rock and scissors had their way with me
 cut up to shreds and pulverized to bits
 I fight inside myself
 but always hold the white flag
 crying as rockets fly around me in the night
...

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Abuse, of any kind, is unacceptable no matter what “good” comes from it.

Abusive, you
Lyrically expendable

You set my heart ablaze
At the peak of your animosity

Your apologies lingered amongst the masses
Sharing your ovarian milestones
Within your visceral declarations

Descending unto the bosom of guilty disgust
I recall those thrusts of...

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He hated his brother
Because he practiced another
Men of same wombs
On each other, inflict wounds
The free thinker; their observer
And he saw; eye sores
Men beheaded… burned
Women disemboweled
Bombed
Drug traffickers and the mafia
Show more angels heart
Men obsessed with religion
No place free of them
Hold this illusion
Four virgins and a mansion
For...

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A. W. Nutter

The lump grew larger in my throat
As I stared down the darkened path
The safety of home seemed remote
Was I going to feel the elders wrath

Two steps away from hell on earth
Tempted to flee into the unknown
Echoing screams haunted my birth
Emitting from the altar...

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Equilibrium of Delirium

Strolling alongside my casted shade, 
the forlorn rememberings have stayed
in this far-flung antipode of a star-lit glade,
where the skin of my self was flayed.

Though the butcher vanquished,
I was doomed to wander
across plains where thought languished,
and utter chaos loomed yonder.

Yet there beneath a gnarled...

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Password Paranoia

Hey, how did you do that?
Do what?
Open that can?
I used the can opener.
I KNOW, but where did you put in the password?
What password?
The CAN OPENER password!
I stare at my 4-year-old grandchild, who is scowling and glaring at me, with the hate of a disemboweled...

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DRACULA AND THE DINNER GUEST

Here lie all parts of my retelling of Dracula, originally written by Bram Stoker. I have never read the book but was drawn into the synopsis that included my favorite dinner, a Hungarian favorite - Chicken Paprikash. The synopsis tells of...

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Imagine this.
I belong in a cage.
Imagine this. 
I’ve escaped.

Imagine this.
You’re to blame.
Imagine this.
I know your name.

Imagine this.
I live to kill you.
Imagine this.
I crave to still you.
To leave your body on the ground,
Bloody, destroyed, disemboweled.

Imagine this.
It will be slow.
Imagine this.
Blood will flow.

Imagine this.
If you can
Imagine this.
Your...

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Turning the parchments pages

Of this tearstained scroll

Bombast tales, never, have I ever spoke

The writings of palladians life, unfolds

Beyond the reasons and beyond the rhymes

And beyond this once somnolent night

In front of the crowds, I have stood

Bowing toward these everbearing eversions

These sombered encores, for the disemboweled

Deafened...

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A man wakes up with demons,
In his mind, he is conflicted with religion.
The Holy Bible and the Amish,
Have different views on,
Everlasting life in heaven.
He was paranoid.
He had mental illness,
He called the Bishop the Devil,
For telling lies about heaven.
All the Amish knew of his sickness,
Yet did...

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My eyes screamed as the blinding yellow light latched itself modest self upon me.
Why?
It happened so fast—so unexpectedly.
At first, my mouth watered as the taste of peppermint fermented on my tongue and the scent of jasmine danced in my thoughts. I was so happy, and...

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Bane of dyschezia

Constipation spoilt rare visit
with eldest daughter
(yesterday - November twenty sixth
two thousand twenty two)
currently housed near
Rittenhouse Square, Pennsylvania.

Less than twelve hours
after a cocktail comprising
handful of prunes,
four psyllium husk capsules,
plus three dulcolax.

Myself and missis
privy to meet our grand kittens
(tortoiseshell synonymous tabby cats
patterned with small blotches...

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