Horrific Poems - Poems about Horrific

A silent forest, where trees are red The sky is green, where the animals are dead I come across a flowing river The sight enough to make me shiver A sight of a women so frail and thin The child in her arm longing the warmth of her skin The sight unfolded, the flowers all dull I walked furthermore to find a...

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He slips the noose around her slender neck Cloaked and masked with heavy breath He can't help but be obsessed All the dolls hangin' around - pretty little lies that make not a sound The poison of passion imagined as they are undressed. The dead in their eyes is magnificent Ivory skin - chill to win Realm of the dark, lips apart,...

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Melting snow Flowing river Oozing like blood....

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Hark, hark, thus the lark Bark, bark, from in the dark No dreaded sounds of killer sharks ~ After all, it’s Central Park ...

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The glass chatters, clanks, and shatters As it hits the ground But makes no sound The only thing heard is the Screams of pain As I get hit into the glass Blood everywhere Pain unbearable The ripping of flesh Cracking of bones Screams of pain Yet no one hears the screams No one to save me From this nightmare From that thing Evil and putrid Bragging of his virtue But he’s hurting...

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Prolific used to refer primarily to people, animals and plants Those who produced abundant offspring like kittens, puppies, and ants Today we hear about prolific authors Steven King comes to mind But thanks to Malthus, Marx and Lenin ...

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I received a bag of mystery seeds in the mail I didn't know what to do with them so, I took them outside to be sorted out When some birds swopped down, grab The seeds then flew away, three days later Some giant birds flew in my yard an sat Suddenly,they begun to tear through my flowers As if they were...

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Cognitive disruptions becoming commonplace In a world where decay is perversely normalized A society so infatuated with chasing the next dopamine fix Fiending for a superficial recognition The days of beneficial discourse And genuine regard for the well-being of others Have withered away into a most malicious wind One that carries good intentions into graves And perpetuates the degradation Of those who, in waning hours Might...

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HORRIFIC HIGHWAY Driving at the speed allowed On Highway N17, traffic ploughing, Zig zagging, racing, and over taking Accidents in the making, Motor bikes screaming past, Driving fanatically fast, Showing off thinking it’s a blast, A terrifying scene, Spades, The queen Of death on the road, A taxi collides with a Garbage truck, Taxi overloaded, what Incalculable bad luck, people just fly As most the passengers die, And garbage and muck, Fall...

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Any difference between feeling horrified, on one hand, and disenchanted terrifying thoughts, on the other, seem connected to punishing error and folly in others unlike our self-righteous ego identities trained to settle for a Win/Lose anti-communal anti-trusting world. Such disparities are even less wise when paranoid and manic, a difference in degree between tragically toxic and merely Win/Lose business as usual, between outside projection and...

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The man staring back at me I knew what he’d done He killed my friends He killed my family We had lost our battle What would I do? I knew what was coming, That dark forsaken fate That soon would surround me For I was locked In this mans chains Of Cell 25 The day that my life changed I’ve seen too much blood How will I recover I know...

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found natural flow now where will I have to go who would tell me so my poems are greatest unless may be a sadist read my poems latest they slowly dissolved what around had they revolved with poems are involved reality stark either daylight or in dark read my poems in park a blanket statement make sure you know what you meant may have to repent...

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A noise startled her, and thinking of cats, she didn't bother to look; it turned into a groan, a scratching noise, a squirrel loud munching. She ran to the kitchen and jumped on a high chair holding a book... " What could that thing be? " It emitted groans and had a bad smell. Lynn panicked, she had left...

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Horn Horrific Haiku Was I horrific Or have I been terrific Be more specific. Jim Horn...

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First of all, forget the rhyming - it's not gonna happen. Or - if it does, by happenstance, be mildly surprised. No loft or glory here be found - AR! Now, like a pirate I do sound. Dammit! I promised you no rhymes. A hazard spun from occupation; a rhyme, a rhythm: (entertainin'?) Well, maybe not, but rest assured, no fear. 'Tis not an...

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