Best Mass Poems
Words of Mass Destruction
Words like bullets do not have eyes, as they fly in our hearts and materialize
Deleterious breaths that we soon despise, words written in stone we idealize
Warring weaponed words that paralyze, wounding wandering words terrorize
Torpedo texts thrown to criticize, paranoid punitive parasites will pulverize
Like the Atom bomb, words are strong only use them wisely where they belong
Some create a lullaby or sweet a song, while others use them to do their wrong
Words of deception create no affection only intervene with the inflating infection
Annihilating in their corrupt convention, wary words that bring rigorous rejection
Of the negative neurotic neglect, wording witches and warlocks of their architect
Dehumanized discord of disconnect, vengeful letters lashing will always resurrect
Words can frighten as well as enlighten, some will delight in words that tighten
Words of corruption bring self-destruction, a raging ruction of a serpent seduction.
Nov.20.2017
Judgmental People And Haters
Sponsored by: Brenda Chiri
Categories:
mass, abuse, hurt, words, ,
Form:
Rhyme
All Hallows' Eve Black Mass Incantation
We Pray in The Name of Our Father Lucifer,
Which wert in Heaven:
Boil, Boil plague-ridden rats and toads in oil,
With a pair of gleaming snake eyes too.
Mix in fresh hen’s blood and a rabbit’s paw,
With a touch of horse dung and a lizard’s tail too.
Add six cups of Vitriol and a tablespoon of Goldwater.
Stew, Stew this Stygian alchemic brew for ne’r six hours
During Vespers for Our Midnight Black Mass on All Hallows’ Eve.
Serve this unholy sustenance to Our Coven at midnight,
As we pray in Great Lucifer’s name for his guidance
In defeating Jehovah’s forces of good and light.
We do this in the name of Great Lucifer—The Dark One.
We seek Blackness, Darkness, Degradation, and Negation—
As Our Coven has the power of His Power as granted
By His Unholiness when the full moon’s shadow
Crosses the face of the Earth.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
October 5, 2014 (Narrative Incantation)
Categories:
mass, allegory, dark, evil, fantasy,
Form:
Narrative
We can go for dinner and have a discussion,
a bit of mass debating when we're done masticating.
If you come and eject fluid situations,
give it hard with the exact impact you lay shown,
stand perfectly straight and strong when projecting,
you'll feel you can handle the hard times alone,
and spray the floor in awe and arouse.
Fire at will, keep comments coming,
come with them from different angles,
keep it coming together, back and forth,
give each other a hand to fluctuate a juicy content with flow,
always announce, "I'm gona command"
to one another before you fire away.
Start slow,
upping the beat and beating out the debate at a faster rate.
Go through the motions to get to fun fast pacing blast debating.
You will feel a great relief at the end of this intense group activity,
with powerful ejections, one or two oral pleasurers no doubt,
but mostly it's hands on,
so make sure your pen is in your hand,
your pen is out, and the pen is in the hands at all times.
If your pen is leaking in vain thus messy, we'll stop,
tissues are on tables, bins are behind you, clean up, put it in,
and when a new pen is handled in both hands,
showing you're ready, we'll whack on.
Keep your eye on the ball, good luck in this test to all,
give those judging the winner, a tough test to call,
because the headmasters mass debaters
go fast as a team mass debating.
Commit to the debate and show class of a master,
have a massive class debate.
Remember the pen is in your hand from start to finish,
don't lose grip, be on the ball,
enjoy your mass debating.
Work hard and mass debate as you play,
have fun.
Good luck.
Mass debate away.
Categories:
mass, hilarious, humor, humorous, silly,
Form:
Rhyme
This limerick could be quite a chiller;
as a movie would be a nice thriller.
Who set fire to the wheat?
Leaving stubble and heat -
I hope they catch the cereal killer.
Categories:
mass, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Tom's facemask sports a charming smile
For Cheerios - that's British style
But Putin's staff
Can't help but laugh
Tom's munching Marmite all the while!
Categories:
mass, humor,
Form:
Limerick
I watched him as he stood there.
Teardrops trickling from his eyes.
I often wondered what he was thinking.
That drew emotion from inside.
I knew him as a gentle man.
With strength gained from a righteous life.
Found in love for God and family.
As his wife stood by his side.
His rugged face showed the years.
From challenges thrown at men.
And struggles triumphantly beaten.
Not to bother him again.
Is this why his tears did fall?
No, the reason to me lost.
I do know that I saw his eyes.
Graciously fixed upon on the CROSS.
Categories:
mass, faith
Form:
Narrative
Monstrously Machievellian
Demonic pedagogic
Ominously Orwellian
Demagogic logic
Fools’ Musk-ovite mules
Zuckerberg zeitgeist heist
Dickensian dystopia rules
Google last post bugle
Fossil fuels myopia drools
Bellicose Bezos blows
Bro-ligarchy mates’ malarkey
Unions demonstrate
Amazon defenestrate
Hades Gates hierarchy
In the dock
Murdoch foxy skulduggery
Poxy TikTok runs amok
Crass puns..shock thuggery
This lot don't give a jot
.
Bitter sh**ter Twitter
Greedier needier seedier
The death of mass media
X marks the spot!
Categories:
mass, corruption, discrimination, earth, political,
Form:
Rhyme
A Suggestion for Future Mass Murderers
By Elton Camp
A fiend has taken twisted action again
Later to be another, who knows when
At Sandy Hook, he had his awful way
Innocent little children wantonly to slay
The lowest of cowards he has to be
To go on such a vile shooting spree
The least humanity such man does lack
To gun down those who can’t fight back
There remain more such lurking out there
Who, for decency, haven’t the least care
Monster, before you go and do your worst
Do the world a favor--kill yourself first
Categories:
mass, angst,
Form:
Rhyme
Breaking news are keeping us apart
breaking
Categories:
mass, nonsense, planet, society,
Form:
Free verse
THE SIXTH MASS EXTINCTION (Manmade this time)
The sixth extinction is at hand
It's grasp extends to sea and land
Earth shone blue in darkness of space
Extending its welcome to a human race
Earth long was seen as a life giving planet
Many animals too made their homes on it
Humans judged they were subjacent to none
Dominated all creatures under the sun
Animals are not lesser because they aren't human
Humans are lesser for what they did to them
The natural order mandated life's forces
But Man's greed drained earths' resources
Earth was the planet once singular in space
Now has the color been drained from its face
Earth was a planet of great singularity
Nothing can now return earth's parity
Earth once a planet of green and blue
Faces a change in the shade of its hue
Life was the reason for earth's special place
It's now gone and earth is a cold rock in space
A creature called Man caused this cosmic disaster
The Cosmos declared Man not allowed hereafter
ELIZABETH SMITH
Categories:
mass, environment, planet,
Form:
Couplet
Pedro, the traitor of Jesus Christ
This man, if he could be called a man
Killed 12 followers of Christ
Like a crazed Wolfman
Pedro firstly meet with Christ in a forest
Christ asked him if he had mercy of other people
Pedro answered: Yes.
Christ presented him 12 followers of him
Pedro was excited. He never had any followers
Jesus said: they were my followers, now they will be yours
Apollos, Evodius, Archippus, Sosthenes, Barnabas, Onesiphorus, Andrew, Moses, Judas, Philip, Simon and Nathanael.
Began to follow Pedro
Pedro reportedly yelled to Christ "Oh father, thanks"
Jesus then seen Pedro as a reliable friend
He would everyday visit him at bars
And once helped Jesus to transform water into wine
But one day
Thing slipped
On March 30 Pedro called Jesus, to talk with him
After a little conversation, Jesus began to suspect of Pedro
And terminated the conversation with "You aren't the prophet; i want my sons back"
Pedro got infuriated.
On April 3, Pedro called his followers to a forest
Having called the followers, Pedro said that a miracle would happen
He said to them to look at the sky, because the sun would do a such thing
But while they were looking at the sky, he got a dagger
And fastly stabbed 12 of his followers, all of whom died.
He then called Jesus, yelling "Now came here father to see the disaster i made"
Jesus was terrified by the murders: "How could you?"
But he did not panicked; he put his hands into Pedro's head
Saying "Father forgive them, for they do not know what they do"
After saying the phrase seven times, he said Pedro "Go ahead."
Pedro did go out and was not heard anymore.
Jesus said to his followers that he had an follower named Pedro,
Who was a traitor to him
His followers were shocked to hear the story.
Pedro is still remembered, to this day, as a mass murderer, and traitor
His whereabouts are unknown.
Written by Brazilian bishop Robinson Cavalcanti in 1996 to American bishop Douglas Cameron.
Categories:
mass, murder,
Form:
Narrative
Water, as most of you will know,
has the chemical formula H2O.
Now this essential liquid is, as well,
in its natural form, devoid of smell,
and also in its pure state,
it's clear and clean and really great,
for keeping living things alive,
as without it nothing can survive.
Yes it really is such magic stuff,
because without it things are really tough,
and it often makes me stop and think.
each time I pour myself a drink.
What would I do if it all dried up?
Turn on the tap, but an empty cup!
Nothing from the pipes emanating,
panic, as I'm not used to waiting.
This is not how it is for me,
I live where rain falls frequently,
and I can drink, shower and bathe too,
as often as I'm wanting to.
But in other parts it rains only rarely,
and people there, well they can barely,
find enough water for their needs,
to drink, to wash, to nurture seeds.
For them life is infinitely harder,
they've learned to live with an empty larder,
and simple hygiene is so hard to achieve,
when the detritus of living, they have to leave,
lying, rotting, stinking on the surface all around,
polluting any water source in the ground.
Because of the extreme poverty of these 'others',
on my TV screen I have seen the faces of the mothers,
whose children died because there has never been
access to water which is drinkable and clean.
Yes, something that we take for granted,
because we were born, where we were planted!
Categories:
mass, death, fear, health, natural
Form:
Rhyme
A tsunami of black ash blankets half a world
Trash toadstool hoodoos, wastelandic pillage
and pollutant mucus ravishes lava villages
Draining is the amalgam mass at the end of the spectrum
Stone environs shock, unnatural landscapes
Polyethylene islands flushing the canvas
Carbon contaminant fumes flair in mid drift air
Virtually no place on Earth is free of the polymer fog
Foaming magma cascades over metallic mushroom roots
Spiny shoots sprout tentacles from rubber trees
Mercury and cadmium toxin leeches' groundwater
Above the quicksand are flying objects that pass as vultures
For a million magarican dollars I was greeted by a masked spacebot
Left on moonlit Luna's Lot are my collection of yin-yang art articles
Categories:
mass, art, moon,
Form:
Ekphrasis
I’ve become so numb
Due to the mass media
The images that we see today are from our own viewing
Not knowing the effects that we show
Come old or young we are all based on the wealthy
Views the show TV … beam me up Scotty take me away
Take me to a place were TV shows us what we wanna her
But we should not endear
This is their world not our day to day
Read beatify magazines they will only make you feel ugly
Skinny the thing to be, hay American high school that’s the place to be
Give me space while I lick my face
This is ace as this has no trace
Gang hoods
They must be thieves, this is what we no
As tv showed me, just like cloth around the face told me
Run like
Cee U Next Tuesday………………….
In a bit, smoke some weed
Hay that dude must be black like 2PAC
Rap and grime their all commuting crime
It’s not true there just writing lines with rhymes
Just like me and you
Categories:
mass, education, faith, music, social,
Form:
Imagism
Hawk eyes
have never been so starved
heads hung binoculars slung
on sloped defeated shoulders
They file out of the woods and marsh
in silence like a funeral march
shuffling along
gathering at stations
With pause
with reverence
and tears
observing repentantly
the nests from last year
11.09.2019
Categories:
mass, bird, missing,
Form:
Free verse