Horrific Poems - Poems about Horrific

Love Hate Away

From whence it came and for what purpose, completely mystifies.
Could be from earth's galaxy with The One God to look toward
or another universe, though those with degrees say such is jive.
Perhaps, said denial is one omnipotent wisdom has long adored.
Here it did appear, causing humans to endlessly, painfully agonize,
as it senselessly, cruelly, ever stains us

A Horrific Scenario

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

Dead Dollies

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,

Horrific River

Melting snow
Flowing river
Oozing like blood.

Horrific Sounds of the Night

    Hark, hark, thus the lark
      Bark, bark, from in the dark

    No dreaded sounds of killer sharks
      ~ After all, it’s Central Park

  

Flesh That Virtue Takes

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

Horrific Or Terrific

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
   

Birds and Seeds

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

Horrific

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

Horrific Highway

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

Horrific Climate Trends

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

Death

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

Horn Horrific Haiku

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

Lynn's Horrific Experience

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

Horn Horrific Haiku

Horn Horrific Haiku 

Was I horrific
Or have I been terrific
Be more specific.

Jim Horn

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