Best Slipknot Poems
FOUND AT LAST
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Heading into the light of the infinity mass.
Thrills over a new breath, a shining smile made out of brass
Wondering if my energy will ever dissolve?
A slipknot tied on the world where we revolve.
Sublime in to a new kind of contrast.
A fate ending better than worse, no longer an outcast.
Appearing with TRONS no one solves.
Beyond and under where life really evolves.
Once death takes a toll real love will be found at last.
An afterlife so profound waiting~alas~alas!
By:P.D.
Demonically Dispossessed
...man has the ability to express great love,
and dispense great evil...
The legions of darkness descend as they beastly bewilder and offend
The serpents of Babylon attend as their ecumenical evil does extend
In a pandemonium plunge with pernicious pains and succulent sponge
With tenacious tongues they lunge and fast fade away as they expunge
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In their fallacious faculties fermenting feces frolicking the wasteland
Demonic disciples preach profanities before the sanguineous sand
As they efficiently eviscerate exigently under their hellion command
For they are curious to castrate the condemned as their cries demand
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Within their taunting tantalize as hearts bleed amidst the scarlet skies
Their goal the soul to compromise and for love to cripple and capsize
In a vortex venomous vile blasphemous broods of a damnation defile
For we must battle the bile as warriors of light with a sagacious smile.
Music by Slipknot-'The devil in I'
June.28.2018
Eight word challenge-7
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Placed 2'nd
Tribute to our limerick humorist, Tom Cunningham.
This poem written as response to his poem: WINTER’S END HUMOR
DEFAMATION OF CHARACTERS AT WINTER’S END
This Tom is a son of a gun, “Oh shoot!”
Exclamation blunt as this poet coot
Defames one more fellow,
With ink makes him bellow.
Another slipknot, “Oh shoot!”
2/26/2020
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From a weary weathered beach
I watch the sunset fade
beneath angry wintered seas
drowning possibilities
of another moonlit night
washing up on shore
and still I go on,
for what calls can not be heard,
it must be felt…and I feel it
Vivid reflections falter
atop a jet stream
heated from below, chilled from above,
willing feats of great wandering
when raindrops licked old wounds
and footprints
became yesterday’s puddles
Forgotten mariners,
ghostly silhouettes
cling to ancient dreams,
shadows swimming the deep hollows,
elusive treasures swallowed
by the disturbed mire,
swirling in slipknot patterns
and anchor chains apparitions,
as I now brace against a frigid wind,
traversing dunes
and snow fence barriers,
heading towards the light,
a flickering lone candle
left in the bay window,
a signal that her love
still awaits,
and my heart warms
as I approach the beauty
I have so longed,
on the other side of
a blue weathered door…
Ever since my birth I've felt cold in this world
as a kid I was made to feel like i didn't have a voice, so now I put my soul in these words
for the new me to be born, I had to put the old me in dirt
I'll walk through the storm alone, I'm not the type to say hold me it hurts
The small kid who used to cry because his dad wasn't around no longer exists
I've found peace in my own heart, so I no longer worry about who I didn't belong with
we're all struggling with something, obviously the scars hurt
but I look at all new obstacles and smile knowing I've already overcame far worse
my past doesn't define me, the choices I make do
I hold myself accountable, because every other human makes mistakes too
if you were to spend a day in my mind, you'd get lost fast
I've faced more nightmares than a kid waking on Christmas eve to see Santa wearing a slipknot mask
so the storm doesn't scare me, because I've bled before
you have to know I won't give up even if I'm tired and walking on a red floor
I learned to not rely on others to carry you, because that's something only a weak man will do
the smartest thing I learned was to follow my heart and use my head more
I'm 27 Years in this world and at times I still feel cold in this world
as a kid I was made to feel like i didn't have a voice, so now I put my soul in these words
for this new me to be born, I had to put the old me in dirt
I'll walk through the storm alone, I'm not the type to say hold me it hurts
*written for my daughter Erin's birthday, to be sung by her boyfriend and his band(??)
Rolled up to the street light and there she sat
Rappin ' 'er fingers to the beat on her dash
Where did she come from, hidin' in the world?
How could it be I've never seen this girl?
Sportin' a cigarette 'neath the sleeve of her top
Bumper sticker says she's a fan of SlipKnot
Smiled at me as I rounded the curb
Had to get a second look so I threw it in reverse
Shouted out a tune to me as I caught her eye
No doubt about it she's just gotta have a guy
(chorus)
Don't know what she's doin'
Don't know if it's right
Don't care I'm gonna stare
While sittin' at the light
Is she thinkin' the same thing?
Is it love at first sight?
I'm gonna get to know her if it takes all night
Chocolate eyes and caramel hair
She's a beauty in the making
And I just gotta stare
A captivating smile like she knows what's up
Wanna show her I mean business
And she's gonna make it tough
Light turns green and she's takin' off
Don't wanna lose sight of her down the block
Wanna take her home
I grab my phone
Snap a picture of her
Before she's gone
(repeat chorus)
in the church of the latter day pipe dream
the jungle heartbeat settles with the sleeping sun,
the hightone choir kicks up a midnite melody filled with street bead jubilee
in the chiily frost a houndrel skidmark queen skates circles
around the thatched hut of eternity
holding burning rites reaching back through catacomb starlights
marriage a forgotten horse and buggy seventy six trombone dream routine left in the blue sky cornfield tractor breeze
sex evaporates like a withered tiger eye in a jejune july wind
satisfaction’s red lip lightning bolt sparks green exit goddess dressing golden imprimatura in the fog lifting drift
teenage trollers leave their uneasy dancing slipknot slippers at the doorstep of juicy blended upended black currant roll fiestas
A Girl Trap In Far Mazes
Hurt And Emotional
Like No One Understands Her
She Cries Her Self To Sleep
Hoping For A Blessing Can Save
Bad Days Are Here, Also Another Depressed Day
Holding There Depression In All Inside
Wondering The Night
Trying Not To Cry
Her PDSD Is High As The Sun
Hoping Things Will Turn Up
Her Emotions Are High
Feeling Lonely
Feeling Sad
Hurting Inside
We Have Those Good Day And Then Bad Days
A Night Not So Well For Her Tonight
Hoping She Can Cheer Up
Banging For Someone To Liston
Someone Who Can Be There Then Waking Away From Her
Hears Her At Night, Fears Going Through Her Mind
Questions Resin back In Forth
Trying To Think Of Something New
Nothing, Is Helping
Music Is Her Life To BVB, Slipknot, My Bloody Valentine's
Coming Down And Trying To Think Right
Nothing Is Working ,Even Music
She Then Stays Up All Night Just Wondering, Thinking
Past Her Nights
After All Of This The Finely Goes To Sleep Hoping It Doesn't Feel The Same
Having A Bad Dream Running Through Her Brain While Sleep
Shhhh, Child Ill Might Be Ok
We'll dread
If we're on our deathbed
We'll cry
For we're going to die
That sin
It's a turmoil within
So pale
To feel so very frail
In hours
I'll give you a flower
Suppose
I'll give you a red rose
Last breath
So taste the kiss of death
Track: The Lost Boys - Cry Little Sister
Track: Slipknot - Psychosocial
An ultimatum of confusion
A prophecy of hurt
What has become is undone
Rushing thoughts become inert
Resting the head on winter earth
The ice cusping at the lobes
Numbs the ears for sharp words
Injecting into the heart's plateau
You can hear the breath
The words dragging in a clot
Like a blade shoved into flesh
The mind twists to a slipknot
You refuse to eat, to drink
You're heart can barely think
When you give your love without alert
And only gets thrown into the dirt.
I thought she was insane
I think my world is about to
I thought she was full of her self
I think the world insists
I thought she was villain
I think she was too hurt, so she rebelled
I thought she mumbled nonsense
I think she preserves her peace
I thought she was stubborn
I think she might be right
I thought I would never understand her
The fact I do
I thought she made reason and reasons
I think I made the same denial
I thought I would be nothing like her
I think I am wrong
She's what made her
What's hers resemble on me
We're just identical laces
Which jumbled in a massive and realistic slipknot
A mental wall of pain and thrall
With silent sobs and bodies sprawled
Onto this note I hastily scrawl
The memories that I recall
I recall a rainy night
With blood so red at sheets so white
I was sad and filled with fright
It feels like now, from Hell I write
A blackened soul, a heart so cold
An empty mind, a fragile soul
This pain I barely cannot hold
I've almost lost my self-control
A deep inhale and then deeper I thrust
I don't really want to do it, but I must
Not a soul in this world I can truly trust
This world is purely useless and unjust
I can no longer live with this pain
If I remain I will not stay sane
I will have to be caged and restrained
To not cause pain to those in my way
To paint the glistening snow a warm red
Then put your cold body back in your bed
I write a note to deceive the fools
Then at night, I take them too
My will is strong, please help me rot
Because alive, I'm just a dot
Around my neck is a slipknot
Cause live like this, I cannot
Say that again, cause I forgot
What made blood on my arms a lot
And your aggression is quite odd
You are the victim, I am not
Right now
I’m not blaming you…
Pretend I have not had the
Privilege of hearing those
Lines before. Tell me.
Eternal glare on my
Sunglasses, which I wear at night.
Only an annoyance…
Never to be worried about.
When with you, I feel like
An ice pick could go
Through my
Ear and into my brain, and I’d experience a similar
Reaction. I’d like to
Go drink cheap wine and
Lay in the back of my truck, on an old mattress.
And sing—
Sing anything—as long as it’s
Santana…or soft Slipknot…
We need a change in society
I'm seeing Heartbreak, backstabbing, Violence and Betrayal
People are full of hate, Drama, and don't know how to be faithful
We're dealing with pain in variety
New day, new tragedy, sadly that's how it goes
Terrorists setting off bombs at crowded shows
We idolize celebrities who are alcoholics and who have a powdered nose
We beg to see girls naked, then judge their body when we see them without their clothes
We're obsessed with social media like its the be all and end all
So concerned with celebrities that we ignore when our friends call
I don't care about who's marriage is on the rocks, this is a sadder state of affairs
Guys are ridiculed for putting their pride down and showing a girl they care
Teens are using knives and blasting guns as if they are toys
We're told to be quiet and made to feel like we don't have a voice
Speak up for what you believe in and they'll have you silenced
The government send us to war and act shocked when kids are violent
They blame it on cartoons and Hip-Hop
We're automatically criminals if we wear hoodies and listen to Eminem or Slipknot
Society has this set of clear rules
You need the latest phone, clothes and hairstyles so you appear cool
If you don't, then Society won't accept you
There's an invisible barrier that you won't get through
Sadly this is just the basics
Who knew regular people would treat other regular people with such hatred?
We need a change in society
I'm seeing Heartbreak, backstabbing, Violence and Betrayal
People are full of hate, Drama, and don't know how to be faithful
We're dealing with pain in variety
Upon awakening; I asked myself afore this mirrors red rainwater reflection
Why am I here dancing with these slipknot silhouetted shadows....
Ghost about this acids, crossbones darkened gray grim stage!?
With its masquerade of lost within the midnight ball of nothing at all
Except empty chairs and silent sounds, of round and round these
Torn crimson curtains and blood drenched floors aflame....
Broken chandeliers with rusted chains; wilted roses strewn amid
Tarots paralyzed petrified walls of lifeless corpses rising?!
Reaching from their tombs of trapped in times take another bow
Somehow, atop the balconies ledge as the answer became clear
In ashes before these breathless slivers within, this shattered image....
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....“Twas, Hell's Encore!?” ~
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