Fetid Poems - Poems about Fetid

... the underworld rumbles and summons beckoning in groveled whispers with undertones of shady pretenses haunted by gods and demons who brazenly wave their book of souls tormentors do the dirty ......

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...I sense here some things sinister—a scent of sulphur, sulking in a sultry pit; a serpent’s hiss, expressed from space unlit; a warm spell spilling from some seething vent; I find now some thin......

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...She is not impressed by your borrowed brilliance, By the overly polished theories that hang from your lips like cheap jewelry, No—she feeds on rarer flesh, nourishment for the chosen soul, She fea......

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...time doesn't wait for our pleasure, nor the patience of neglect to ~ endure forever... because it knows and feels, none of this, nor how regret births tomorrow's measure! forgotten frui......

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...I was born in the shadows where the gallows exist, And I rose from the ashes Of the fiery pits. I have walked on the bones of the ones I have killed, And I drank from their blood until my lus......

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...The foreign fiend, of feckless faith and folk, Is feigning fealty to our fair fortress;— To force his form and fold on finished fact, He’ll find fit fashion of fetid fetish.......

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... in darkness we all look the same ~ pawns can capture a king in the game elephant president with crooked tusks ~ wears the fetid scent of musk find the kryptonite to end his mad reign ~ Amer......

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...This is no Eden Yet the mirror is perceived Lush tangle of undergrowth Army of bare, crooked trees Who formed thee in madness Has blown fetid breath Stirring twitches and jerk......

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...I breathe darkness Exhaled into the fleeing light Making shadows weep Stirring the fetid kiss of dusk Lurking in my moonless charm Silent wings seizing my soul Staring into my emptiness Fulfil......

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...Thank you for your faith in the country you so love that you’d offer up your life in a cataclysmic strife. Thank you for your courage, although you shook inside. You did all that was required......

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... “Lasting” peace since time began, was never won nor made by man. Treaties are made, then hastily broken, and forever more akin to tim cans! Israel was just offered to capitulate to......

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...I walk o u t... I am lost in unapproachable light—a spectral broth I am tasting the screaming silence—the archetypal observer dissects my essence-fossil Passion a seismic rupture betwee......

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...days are dust co+war+d/ice but to eliminate the evangelical — archfiends of madness reign. fractured fantasies flirt with fugitive flesh dilapidated dumpsters desire's discarded gentl......

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... The old man's trophy, antlers impale my v i s c e r a l veins. Love, a moth's wings, ash-dusted, flutters its last in death's gnashing gullet. My soul—a ......

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... Lasting peace since time began, was never won nor made by man. Treaties are made, then hastily broken, like cheapened, tin cans. Israel was just offered to capitulate to all inhumane, dem......

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