Best Sinister Poems

Poe laid flowers on her grave
    His lost Lenore
    One he’d love forevermore 
    But doomed to see her nevermore

Storm clouds expelled true daylight
     Yet near her grave on a dead oak...

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Drink Down The Deepest, Darkest Reasons For Me To Stay...

I sin in shapes while the dozer beats us both down
By one or two, my thumb is fingering my cell phone
After 3 or 4 I've got your voice choking the airwaves

Baby the beat in my heart...

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Sinister Eye

Something sinister this way comes. 
Ominous clouds have gathered overhead. 
Unkept rhythm of beating drums. 
Relentless feeling of unnerving dread. 

Fallen leaves wrenched from their slumber.
The sun has fled from the frightening scene.
Flash of light and rolling thunder.
A distant creatures cry sounds like a...

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One final blast of frigid wind leaving one last reapers' kiss.
La femme fatale bids dour adieu to fast fading verdant bliss.
She snaps her teeth like silver shears in cold calculating lips.
She slips her burnished bits of bone through Borgia fingertips.
La femme fatale bids dour adieu...

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And while the moon turns
its light off, my vision blurs…
a sylph- like form appears
nearing  the edge of my ghastly roam;
its dark contours following me
while smokey breath pulses with chilled air;
till my will to survive takes over
an animalistic gut, 
unsure if this sinister hours of...

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Eggs Benedict Arnold?
Crown Roast from a King?
Shepperd's Pie?
For this he's died?
Pie Alamo?
Does Davey Crockett know?
Stewed tomatoes?
Just who got them drunk?
Limberger cheese?
Our aviator hero stunk?
We seem to find ourselves,
Eating some weird stuff,
Don't you think it's time....
To say we've had enough?...

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Yin speaks,
murmurs really

Slurpy GoldenShadow
whispering warmly
wetly
hypnotically
fascinatingly
in my left ear.

Notice:
In 2011-12
Bill Plotkin wrote

"Sinister Shadow, projected:
Donald, president of the United States,
refers to the Soviet Union
as 'the Evil Empire'...
and actually believes this is true."

True of all 2019 federations,
integrities,
synergy,
healthy wealth,
cooperative more than competitive incorporations
he cannot LeftBrain-RightWing win
control over their humiliating...

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The lighting, it was over-bright
as hushed wings beat through silent skies,
and bloody screams rang through the night.
The lighting, it was over-bright
when whence I came upon the sight,
a pallid corpse with crimson eyes.
The lighting, it was over-bright
as hushed wings beat through silent skies.


05/25/16...

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Keep your head up above the surface
Don't lose grip or you'll soon fall on your 
face
My eyes search for any signs of 
weaknesses
And my mouth devours everything in sight

You're flipping out like some mad hornet
sinister thoughts swarms around me like 
bees 

Shrouds of darkness blankets...

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Tourniquet tightens your grip slips away,
sobriquet veins will stop their play,
wriggling fingers will cease to stay.

Stain the sheets with dreams of dying,
but pain will keep your hopes at bay.

Insanity painted these walls a long time past,
kept the screams inside its cast,
surgeon’s blood from inside a...

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there is a room
in a broken home
where terror thrives
sleeping on knives
the walls of this room
in the broken home
reveal the devil through closed eyes
so at night he sits and crys
outside the room
in the broken home
all love is gone
and the sun rises on a blackened dawn...

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Chains, hay forks, knives, and a hollow whisper,
become more true and sinister.
Halt in the middle of the moon light, 
and a waver image soon is no delight.
Voices run a muck in the head, 
so not calming you wish you were dead.
Gushing blood through the eye
not...

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It takes your money and robs you of time,
Chimes for attention, and rings with crime.

Your give it the power to mold and control
Unending hours, absorbed by its hold.

An instant response is expected, demanded.
Heeded is good but delayed? Reprimanded!

All in-person prowess becomes diminished.
Face to face talking...

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Everything is cold, the type of cold that digs itself deep into the depths of your bones.
It’s dark, darker than any stormy night.
The only sound is a small whisper of your frail, little heart. 
Your breath comes in sharp but weak waves, tears stain your...

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Inspired by Real Life Brother Billy, My Halloween Candy Thief

Every year when it is sweet Halloween time,
my selfish big brother commits the same crime -
he quick gobbles his candy and then steals mine!
I can't tell cause my parents will say I whine
so, this Halloween my...

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