Best Inhumanly Poems
It’s like a lamb to the slaughter
The thing is she KNEW
KNEW that beneath the alluring smile
And enigmatic eyes
Lay
A monster.
A demon.
Inhuman cold skin cluing in
The lamb
Her shepherd leads you to Hell.
But she’s drawn in
By seductive looks
Her hands shook
As she placed her heart
In the demon’s paw.
Sinful tongue, wicked lips
Grabbing, gripping clawing hands
Wanting,
Promising
MORE
Of a delicious wickedness.
Truth evident in horribly arousing
Stained talons
Dripping life-giving essence
A ruby color.
Legs quaking, knees knocking
Body rocking, soul shaking
As he takes her heart
Freely, foolishly given…
Elongated canines catch and glisten
In the telling moonlight.
Fangs! A whisper to the lamb
Demon! Someone screams
It’s not safe at night
She KNOWS
KNEW that beneath the inhumanly beautiful visage
Lay something
Screaming
Monster
…demon.
But the lamb wants to be swallowed
As she follows
As if in a trance.
Don’t go Lamb! Stop!
And she placed her heart
In the demon’s paw,
Relaxed in his iniquitous embrace
And delivered herself freely,
Anticipating a most delicious pain
Only he can give.
Truth evident in his salacious stare
As she fell a most willing prey to tantalizing touches
As back arched, heart out
Don’t lamb!
And he takes her heart
Freely, foolishly given…
….and devours it.
zhane_ariel
Poems from the Vampire! Free Poetry Contest
Categories:
inhumanly, corruption, horror,
Form:
Free verse
Some humans are foxes
let them sit and reflect
before a fox of men
they were fragile babies
Some humans are inhuman
let them shut eyes and see
before acting inhumanly
they were humane
Some humans are angry cocks
let them cool down and check
before behaving as angry cocks
they were talon-less chicks
No one is best, no one must be fox
Treat humans as human you are
Categories:
inhumanly, humanity, hyperbole, political, power,
Form:
Sonnet
Why are these referred to as Deadly?
They kill the body, crush the spirit,
Alter one's mind, make over your being,
Deal with others inhumanly, defy the law
And the inspired prophetic Word of God!
As long as the earth remains, there is
Seed time and harvest, so being a Sloth
Will get you nowhere.
Envy is not a virtue, you're not looking
At yourself, but at your fellows industriously
Inclined, to promote from the heart what
it takes to become anything worthy outside.
I would call excessive greed gluttony, a vice of the self,
Because the individual does not know that he's
Indulging in self, grabbing and accumulating,
what's his or not his.
Though nice and perhaps charming and sweet as a pie,
This one could erupt scattering volcanic larva everywhere.
A calm answer turns away wrath the Good Book did say.
Lust as "L" as in Lucifer, without any love,
A longing desire satisfying a fantasy whim,
Though the victims may hurt, but not their will.
Greed, casting eyes over to see what Stella has,
Stealthily taking or bullying away, because of a
Longing for whatever you see, when you can't
Use it, just give it away.
Jesus had no pride leaving his royal throne,
And even washed his disciples feet. How can we
Follow in his steps and be, of service for each
Other as God still is to us?
So these deadly seven are really sins,
Detested and hated by the Father and by the Son.
So work from the inside, imperfections are without,
And will gleefully mold you to the shape and form,
That are the deadliest sins ever known to man.
I have tried to poetically interpret, the seven deadly sins and how humankind could be drawn like a net into these web-like forces. Sometimes others have to show or guide us away from such a smear. Don't give up on a "brother" who is down!
The Deadly Seven Poetry Contest
Title: THE DEADLY SEVEN
Sponsor: John lawless
Deadline: 2/25/2016
Categories:
inhumanly, addiction, betrayal, bullying, dark,
Form:
Verse
Water Music
Dribble dribble…and a bit more, then it
is morning after a restless night.
Outside a cold sun and icy wind; leaves,
many big enough to over vital parts,
and have the colour of unhealthy urine,
dance frantically about, not a decorous last dance
but a crazy salsa, yet not as many leaves as
yesterday ; soon streets will look inhumanly clean
to the delight of tidy people who think order is
a virtue…and naked trees, emperors exposed,
just stand there impervious and silent.
Dribble, dribble and not a strong, youthful
water fountain in sight.
Categories:
inhumanly, parody,
Form:
Blank verse
No, no, no, no — We will not endure these tortures
Of the ferocious Human beings on us, not any more.
We, Mosquitoes, are the best amongst all creatures
Who remain not idle, accept whatsoever we procure.
The Humans, inhumanly, label us to be the basest
Of creatures and formulate devices to slaughter us.
But we counsel that you at first own evil soul test
And judge your core, inner animals, yourself thus.
You invent coils, sprays, electric tools to demolish
Our race but what regarding you own internal vice.
Try to make something that destroy your Devilish
Nature. You would better try to create that device.
From this night, We, the grand mosquitoes revolt,
We declare, never will we drink the impure blood
Rather would drink the fresh juices from a sprout.
We will not touch blood even if it flows like flood.
Categories:
inhumanly, animals, funny, satire, drink,
Form:
Light Verse
The terror that flee at night
A devil that lurks in the mind
A call to the sales girl
Destiny wasted
A step in the dark room
Dungeon of setbacks.
.
A dream of a Doctor
Tuned down to a wanderer
Shattered through your hunger
Hunger for lust,rave,bad desires
A lasting scene
.
Called a father to the assaulted;
Will strike no cause
Grip and firm like Aargh!
Held down in captive with your evil fang
Oh! You forgot,they have a right
.
Devil is the new serpent like in Eden
That caused the inhumanly act
In the cause of revenge,plea,cries roll down faces
Thou art guilty of your callous crime
.
That day;you forgot
dirt on the sparkling edge of a plate
It departed eyes,mind and soul is involved
It is a wound that cannot be nursed
Categories:
inhumanly, abuse, crazy, evil,
Form:
ABC
Dark, enigmatic, created world
The natural realm of fairies and elves
Visited untimely by children of men
Heroes, saviors, and spirits undone
Fantasy lives inhumanly lost
Behind unsung valorous deeds
Smoky breathed creatures of tooth and scale
Crossing the boundaries of nearly impossible
Slain by strange power
Destroyed by bright courage
In fiery desperation wrought
Lo, where are the dragons now.
Categories:
inhumanly, adventure, animals, imagination,
Form:
Ode
Lullabies are for babies
too hard to understand by an adult
so let me write a song in story
of a girl
who has a little too much to understand..
And those little minutes felt like forever,like it's perpetuity
Ripping away all sense of normality
like the last crumbs of an exploded sack
she slept on withered leaf
sucking on the bones of her rotting body
holding back panicked cycles of breaths
like little kids hold back precious toys
sinister smiling eyes
Vengeful tears
Sempiternal and perdurable Curses
Rushed through her lips
"You're so pretty.."
you're an ebony.
Your titties are firm...
seeds of trepidations sowed
in a daughter,
whose struggling Mother,
didn't know,
she couldn't go any farther
........
That day;
The devil forgot
dirt on the sparkling edge of a mouth watering dish
Devil is the new serpent like in Eden
That caused the inhumanly act
Though cleansed,mind and soul is involved
............
and many years later
her sheets are still marinated
trembling with the sound of her own silence voice
Breaking
Cleaving
Thinking
Concluding
.........................
There is grieving
Labara is dead
Categories:
inhumanly, anger, cry, death, funeral,
Form:
ABC
From the darkness he comes
His skin is darkened and his eyes tinged red
He is feral, a predator
Ageless and powerful
Staring at you in a trance
Vulture-like hunger in his filmy eyes
The thrumming of your blood
Vibrating through his body
He lunges at you with a soft moan
Grabs you in an inhumanly powerful grip
You feel a sharp pain at your neck
His eyes close, rejoicing as he draws the life out of you
The room fades and you know you're dying
He releases you and you fall limply to the floor
You feel the infection creeping through your empty veins
Slowly taking over your body, your soul
He slowly walks away
Gorged on your lifeblood
Abandoning you to die alone
He is not of this world
Out of the darkness he comes
To spread the parasite, the infection
To end all humanity
Categories:
inhumanly,
Form:
Free verse
Striped clothes
Pants, shirts, hats, and shoes
Even little shoes of little ones
Piled up all together
In that gas chamber
Once those pants hid inhumanly scars
Once those shirts hung loose from skeletons
Once those hats covered shaved heads
Once those shoes housed bloody feet
But now...
Striped clothes have no bodies to wear
Categories:
inhumanly, betrayal, body, dark, death,
Form:
Free verse
Comrades, do you believe in heaven or hell surely? For this question, people like me, answer yes politely
I strongly believe in life after death mythologically Those who lived honorable on the earth naturally
After death,a good soul will fly to heaven successfully
The Soul is everywhere and in everything ,invisibly.
A good soul is welcomed by the angels actually
Which waits for him or her at the gate of heaven visibly
Heaven is a gift or award given people cordially. Who does good deeds on the earth as a human definitely Dishonorable person will go to hell truly.
Who is received by demons or evils eagerly
which wait for him or her at hell's entrance unwillingly. Punishment is given to the people coporally Who does wrong deeds on earth inhumanly
Do good while existing on the earth loyally
Don't bother about the heaven or hell merely
A good deed is advocated by all the religions strictly No one is ready to support the wrong deeds silly Understand the moral of the mortal journey promptly.
Categories:
inhumanly, 10th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
would you also be able to cry
arriving where you called home,
seeing every empty and cold corner
without even the shadow of the one who left?
I speak of these colossal absences
hammering at every moment
a nail of anguish in the chest,
just to make it clear that absolutely everything
has lost its meaning and in the window of the planet
only a sad and desolate landscape
of remoteness reigns,
the devastated and battered land
by the sound of a wind that doesn't care to be bad,
sweeping inhumanly
the place where all the names
that you call by the same poisoned letters dwell,
the place where each new face of the days
belongs to the same ghost
that for your nightmare and torture
no longer haunts you.
Categories:
inhumanly, anger, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
Songs of hope ring out this night
People gathered under street lamps
Naming those who have died
In United States led detention camps
We now hear how much they lied
Our bowed heads with many tears
Each drop a life separated inhumanly
Children left scared and facing many fears
What happened these last few years?
Was this hatred always simmering
Under the crust of apple pies
While singing about the land of the free
And you told us more of your lies?
Candles burning like a tempest angerly
The inhumanity so clear to see
Stand up to become a human forest
With the world we’re rising and crying
A shame filled unified chorus
Politicians finally shamed, replying?
America! Your ancestors fled the same
Unblock deaf ears to victims’ plight
People, don’t stop this much needed fight
First written 7-13-2019
I feel this poem is like a folk song from the 70's that helped get the word out to people about bad things that were happening...there are bad things happening today and we need to start getting vocal and telling people whats going on.
Entered 10-4-2019 in Your Best Rhyme contest
Categories:
inhumanly, america, angst, humanity, rights,
Form:
Rhyme
Say, human,
say that you are at a symphony.
Which, as you know, you enjoy
to the depth of your soul.
And, suddenly, the conductor
raises his baton
And the music STOPS
in a heartbeat, inhumanly fast.
Frozen in a moment
silence heartbreak shock
motion
as one, the oboes all rise,
bow to the audience,
and walk off of the stage.
Then as a single continued motion
the conductor brings down his arm,
and music fills the hall once more.
And time moves on.
How long
How long will you sit there
eyes wide, heart leadened
before you realize that
you can never stop hearing
the hole left by the missing oboes.
Categories:
inhumanly, absence, death of a
Form:
Free verse
PHOTO
Real shining bravery, without any woes
Pictures and medals in dust covered glass
Junk shop shelves filled with mementos,
Faded yellow paper, dull unpolished brass.
But it strikes me as most pitiful
The photo of this young man in brown
Where the only thing beautiful
Is the girl by his side looking down
And was she grateful to him
For sacrificing his life in mud
And shading her future inhumanly dim
By leaving instead of staying as he should
Perhaps she never wanted another to wed
Waited for years for news of his life
Never knew a strong arm round her in bed
Nor the want to be anothers wife
As he stood in the mud with his shell casing
Did he know how much she missed his smile
The only one to set her heart racing
The one who said just wait a while
Your country honours your sacrifice
Your comrades remember your valour
The photo is on sale at a low price
Due to its old deathly pallour
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Entered in Gail Doyle's Contest Writing A Heartfelt Poem To A Soldier
Categories:
inhumanly, war,
Form:
Rhyme