Best Vile Poems
I never ever meant to ALIENATE Cruella my mother in law
But her CAPRICIOUS INURBANE manner was really pretty poor
Cruella was PERSPICUOUS in her opinion and she would never listen
I was just her SCAPEGOAT and many times my eyes would glisten
I’d try my best to FLATTER her, I’d comment on her new dress
But if I’m being MALIGNANT she often looked a blinking mess!
Our TRANSITORY seldom meetings were never that much fun
We would DISSIPATE quickly, and out of the door I would run
I would GRAVITATE to the garden to get a little bit of peace
In the end I decided that our rare visits would now have to cease!
FICTIONAL WRITE FOR 10 WORD CONTEST BY JOHN HAMILTON
09~04~16
Any form is acceptable. YOU MUST USE ALL OF THE FOLLOWING 10 WORDS
1. ALIENATE 2. CAPRICIOUS 3. DISSIPATE 4. GRAVITATE 5.FLATTER 6. INURBANE 7. MALIGNANT 8.PERSPICUOUS 9. TRANSITORY 10. SCAPEGOAT
Sifting for lamb in a wolves pack
Like searching for a needle in a hay stack
Predator's parameter on a scale of gourmet
Lessening time warble with each revolution
Camouflaged in whiskers, shedding off spotlight
Tossed decision in flaunting sides between jekyll or hyde
When fostering quaint concubine, a mistaken desire
A swollen brook will break across the familiar pier
If silent does not mean it isn't there
Contingently awaiting or frolicking on the devil's mare
How lullaby enunciates at the cradled moment
Decides whether put evil to snooze or become more flagrant
28/06/2016
How far down do you need to go_
~to stand face to face and toe to toe_
~with that no-good son of a so and so?
Taking not only yourself but all you know.
Descending from on high to deep below_
How many of your friends are now your foe?
Rejecting all the trials meant to help you grow.
Didn’t you get the message or read the memo?
To suffer a little today and not eternal woe?
Did you forget the law of_ “Reap and Sow”?
You can’t ride with the devil_ you’re too slow_
He’s got the best saddle around this rodeo.
Lines his horse up four to a row_
Apocalyptic stallions galloping to and fro.
Charging full speed ahead with resilient gusto
Scorching hot winds from their lungs to blow_
Upon all those whose souls don’t glow_
From hot veins where passion flow_
~and fight to reject vile secret audio
~silent messages broadcast on radio.
Mind control media from news to talk show.
Wouldn’t go near him as far as I can throw.
Best not stomp around but quietly tiptoe.
Take your heart off your sleeve keep it undertow.
If you failed today try again tomorrow
For your deeds complies_ gifted wrapped in a bow
Your final payment is what you’ll come to owe.
Your bold stance morphs a wispy cameo.
Ill-fated effects of enacted domino.
How far down do you need to go_
~to stand face to face and toe to toe_
~with that no-good son of a so and so?
Taking not only yourself but all you know.
Descending from on high to deep below_
A prison of the mind
Replete with soul decay
Fists flying fervently
To the beat of a toxic refrain
06/24/2019
The Inkling
Arbitrium Divisa 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Gregory Barden
You're a creature so vile.
At your mere sight
I have to choke back the bile.
I'm getting wise to your gimmick,
You're astride with every step of mine.
Everything I do you mimic;
You're nothing more then an idiot pantomime.
When my gaze catches yours
You look straight back.
It's that stare I abhor,
For the emotions it lacks.
Your stare is unflinching,
It burns to my core.
My nerves near panicking,
Filled with spectral horror.
Overwhelmed with paralyzing fear.
Reality seems so unclear.
Why are you only here
When I peer into a mirror?
Each night when darkness falls
I'm plagued by terror and turmoil
vexed in a crazed state of slumber
tossing and turning, my life in crux
chafed and chased in turbulent dreams
It always begins when I close my eyes
and sense a lurking shadowed presence
I see the outline of the grayling's jaw,
square and strong but flawed by pock marks,
like deep craters from the fire pits of hell.
Overbearing is the heat from flames
thrown from his wicked tongue.
They delve deeply to the core of me
with curses that scorch and burn.
They've left me scarred with jagged lines
that he traces with knobby fingers.
"What is this vile place of darkness?"
I scream in agony, born of fear
but there are no ears to hear my pleas.
My cries for help are never heard
but resound rapidly all around my head.
Darkness conceals his face and form
but his beastly shadow hovers over me
as I sit, cringing against the wall.
In a voice now raspy and weak,
I gasp for one more breath.
Clinging frantically to hope of escape,
but I find no manner of breaking free.
My arms and legs are bound in chains,
blood flows like tears from my lips.
I bit through the skin when I gave in.
By morning I wake, dampened in sweat,
stiff and sore with every move I make
as though I had been crudely used...
abused as if I were a cheap whore.
Memories linger and there's no peace
for my day is spent in dread of night
when I'll be locked in chains once more.
I search for the key to unlock my prison
an illusive key that I may never find.
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9/19/2017
In The Dark Contest
Host: Russell Sivey
Praised always villainous by them,
shines in the sun the gold of rein,
the essence of the filthy man
a blank stare gives at them again.
Keep silent they, his words obey,
one can’t get in another soul,
their bodies he can take away
and they are taxed on his teardrop.
Dark and light play hide-and-seek,
rays seek where shades can hide,
serves people he with carrot-stick:
law and crime, they cheat - he lies.
Hey, in the Milky Way there is a lie,
from age to age, from birth to death,
since a man has nestled vile
in the vale of misery to wrest.
Hate’s Fury
It’s horrid
prompts the worst action—
vile anger
blood boils hot
a true mindless impulse that
wounds the soul deepest
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
November 15, 2018 (Shadorma)
Of all the vile and wild creatures
Walking on planet earth
Man is the vilest and wildest.
A serpent will not come knocking on your door
Armed with a machete or a gun or a grenade
And knock down your teeth or maim or kill
But man will rape, plunder, kill and mutilate
Even the unborn, the crawling and the crying
For man, innocence is no excuse, no defence
I saw him fell a tree with a thousand nestlings
And thousands of un-hatched eggs to boot
For he needs to fell the tree so that he
Can have a playground there at that very spot
Where a life lies breathing but soon to die!
These cattle egrets have been here for years
These trees have been here five decades or
More precisely longer than you can imagine
Housing and protecting these lovely birds
That now have to search the horizon
For a new home, a new habitation
For vile man will not let them be!
You have assailed me once again,
unwittingly, unknowingly, I have become your willing victim
Though this time, I shall give you leave
and allow you the full reign
Haha! for I am in a jovial state of emotions!
I have met my earthly match
The one who melts me at a word
She matches me word for word
Her divine beauty,and her intellect
like the oceans, and the skies, is vast
and her smile, her gorgeous smile
as radiant as the night sky
sweeps me in and leaves me shamefully abashed
and her frame, her form,
so delicate and proportionate.....
and there I shall stop with the descriptions
But all these things
which I find an ease to write,
inspired and enthused as I am,
leave me speechless
when she is standing in front of me
Were it not enough to just disagree
but to reject all fact is beyond me.
History shows we don't see well ahead,
one is afraid of inheriting dread.
If left unchecked, here is what it will be:
Ah, strip the soil, pave the plains, stain the sea!
Ecosystems will be shifted forever,
real changes that will not be for the better.
Deniers deal doubts stacked onto a pyre,
to deny, makes honesty the liar.
Setting facts on fire, one chooses to conspire;
molten spears piercing liberal desire!
Theory confusion blocks conclusions,
turns plans into illicit illusions.
Nothing starts when it is doused by a doubt,
Fueled by false fears one's heard all about.
Pretzeled logic bound to be misunderstood -
these fake claims make fools forsake global good.
While science twists like a worm on a hook
will the populace give one earnest look?
As weather, as agro - life will suffer -
worlds in tumult spin tougher and rougher.
The minds of a few hold many in their grasp
without their agreement, none of us last.
Couplet 146 Words 4/13/22
theres only one explanation for this state of world
pandemics and nuclear winters abound
have we been forsaken or have we forsaken ourselves
if you fuel hatred it will burn you alive
cities crumble and rust as bombs fall from high above
blood stained streets herald the end of all
we cannot treat others with compassion
so compassion has abandoned us at our time of need
if you dont believe that humanity is dying
take a look in the cracked mirrors
and stab the shards in your pathetic face
we are at a loose end and the noose is tightening
as crescendos of disease fill the air
planes and tanks advance upon us
a hail of bullets is all i feel
but at least i feel something
anything
and then nothing
Your breath on my neck
You breathe in my scent
A sensational wreck
A sly wicked hint
A complete disaster
You wreak of wrong
My heart still beats faster
(Still faster)
When I hold on so long
Get your stench off me
But linger while you do
Feelings deep as the sea
Shallow as a pool
Perversion in your eyes
Twisted lies on your lips
You disgust me
You entrance me
But you're not worth my time
My heart aches of trouble
My head suffers double
Stop staring
Start looking
You lay the bait
For something I can't have
Get your stench off me
But linger while you do
Feelings deep as the ocean
Shallow as a pool.
Vivid visuals and verbalization veers to my vibrant vocalization
This variorum
A voice vernacularly vast and vigil with a voluble velocity
Vitalizing the vows in my views
From venting to vomiting
Verses against the vain become volumes about viral variform’s and our voluntary vices
Both viable and venial
Vigorous with a vengeance towards the virus of the modern vision, turning a visionary into a vacant stare
Victims of virtual vendettas, purposeless variables to create a vortex where the vantaged remain victor
The virtuous and valiant stay violated and undervalued while what's vital is just venom in disguise
No vaccine
No volition among the various
The virulent will not vanish at this vertex so we must validate where vertical really leads
I must be vocal on this voyage, vigilant with this vessel and my verbiage approach
Vindictive towards the vile and yet vivacious with every step towards the verge of vacuity
O' twisting twines
and vile vines
That which binds
Our alike minds
The poison is potent
Perhaps an evil quotient
Darkness bleeds
Where chaos seeds
Around each arm
It has done much harm
Blood drizzles
And hatred sizzles
A portent of death
With each breath
Closer to the last
It happens quite fast
O' twisting twines
and vile vines
That which binds
Our alike minds
The end is nigh
Based on a silly lie
But us all did it convince
Good night, sweet prince