Bloody Poems

Bloody minded judges'

Three cretinous judges, have commited to
The slaughter.' Of the B C Ostriches what?
Such a crime and dis-order.' Who knows these
Sleazball black robed ghouls? Who pours
Their water, man its so un-cool who tends
Theif hair who would shake their hand? Who
Would be their neighbor? Who can approve of
Their plans.?

The Bloody Chapters of Stalingrad

From moments when love was cherished in Stalingrad,
Like stories written on the walls 
With the song repeated by Babushka 
And not long after that, the war reached its gates.

Hands turned into fists and ready for battle
Like heads and shoulders patiently under the whip,
The Motherland Calls enchants and glorifies,
Without knowing the ensuing bloodbath.

Every minute felt like

The World is Bleeding

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                                      The World is Bleeding

           

Sticks And Stones

Hate me slate me or berate me
call me names it's all the same I don't care
to my mind it's no more than
hogwash simply put just hot air
the proclivities of others
I don't judge
and their predilections
I won't begrudge
I live and let live
as I too do have mine
but tresspass on my territory
there's where I draw the line
tho' non-violent
step

Bloody Crab-Apples

Bloody Crab-Apples

Savor 
  The Vervant
      Abundance!!!

Why 
   Would 
       We:

Be So Bold???

We Know 
   What
      WE 
        Like!!

WHEN
    We 
    

bloody words

I like the taste of my own blood
I smile as it coats the roof of my mouth
bit my tongue
my words are rung
why do I always say the wrong thing?
through my veins
anxiety reins
I must appear tame
for people cannot know the truth
if I speak I will come off lame
I only have myself to blame
so I bite my

Bloody Shores of Fear and Ice

Bloody shores of fear and ice, seldom seen
To be the stringent strangler borne of leaden blight
The barred bastard, whore of the night
Seen so the lowly leers led to fear the fall of life
Stitch of mind, sown to soiled sickly ails
Hie thee, and hail, to the tale of mind, in
Bloodily bodied names, satin faced for the

Going mad

Im not living my life

im just trying to kill time 

I havent felt good in a long time

it seems to be some kind of depression but i refuse any medication

i wake up crying and fall asleep same way

i have hard time keeping my face from dropping on the floor in a puddle of blood

i really

Bloody valentine revenge

Why did you kill on a Valentine's day? 
She came to show you the depth of her love. 
Yet that same love you wickedly betray. 
You stabbed her in cold blood wearing a glove.

She brought a box of chocolate candy...
and a bouquet of beautiful flowers. 
She also brought a bottle of brandy. 
To celebrate with

My Bloody Valentine

Hey Valentine, where are you?

Are you hiding amid the peaks of a mountain
or in the depths of an ocean?
Are you in the sweltering heat of summer
Or in the torrential flood of the monsoon?
You are lost between winter’s chill
and the verdure of spring. 

You make me shiver and sweat in turn.

You are at once the soft

My Bloody Valentine

(a swap quatrain poem)

My greatest love – a man divine
will always be my valentine.
I tragic tale I tell you of
a man divine –my greatest love.

I’d had to leave another man.
No one I knew was crueller than
that beast! I thought I’d found reprieve.
Another man I’d had to leave.

I knew not that he’d reappeared.
An ugly head his

My Bloody Valentine

Dawn of deific passion
A beacon of divine compassion
Who, to set the sweethearts free
From the yokes of the crown head's decree
Kept the flames of the loving hearts alive
With a credo that true love should always thrive
To true sacrificial love, he sowed a seed.
His body was broken, and blood was shed for this deed.
On young hearts that

My Bloody Valentine

My bloody valentine
Is the love of distrust
The wonder if it's love or just lust
The feeling broken hearted
when seeing we're crushed
The love of beauty
and the ugly of us
The lose of attention 
when nothing is mentioned
The battle being fought
without submission
Being totally ignored
when love is the mission
No flowers being bought 
or dinner in the kitchen
No gifts being sought
or

My Bloody Valentine

As darkness approaches, I grow anxious for our meeting
when your first touch will make me shiver in greeting.
An invitation to a private feast, darling, for you to dine.
After centuries together, I've no fear you will not decline.

We've quipped about it being called Valentine's 'Day'
when only in the night is it safe to come out and

MY BLOODY VALENTINE

[Written for contest ‘MY BLOODY VALENTINE’ sponsored by Sara Jama : placed 5th]

MY BLOODY VALENTINE 

This villain on a coin
     this shadow on a sea 
                         

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