Happiness Horror Poems

there are rats digging into my skin
you couldn't imagine the pain that im in
claws so sharp, it won't take long
moaning, marbled, mournful song
they're in my...

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Why so much damage
Why so much rage? 
Why all the tears of pain
Why sunny days
Filled with straight hate.
 the lonely nights
When we should be holding...

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The Prejudice Most Precious

"Mothers are the most maniacal of mass murderers."
-- not yours the child killed
by a teenage mass school shooter  

*...

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It’s not for the mere frail 
this cautionary tale 
of wicked yuletide fright 
Do come inside
and sit hearthside
on this dark and snowy night 

A chilling...

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Her dad had took her camping all her life 
See her dad was a survivalist that moved her and her brother to a new city...

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The croaking toad
The spitting toad
Is ill
Time and wind pass
Like poor cowards.

Nothing is forever
Life will remain beautiful
Put a little salt
‘Cause we must fill up the shovel
Where...

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Long live in halcyon days 
of yore the golden age 
of my history mysteries 
known to none but one.

My inner terminal washed 
in ancient memory...

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There shall never be another dawn…
Never another day to greet your family 
Or hold the ones you love dear
You will never know the coming nightmare
Or...

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What joy, such happiness
We laughed and cried last night on skype
I can come home I said, her face like the sun 
I hugged the dog,...

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The Bloodstone, The Raven And Master Poe,
Part Two of Three

For seven years it had been wickedly clever
Doing just enough to sate its wicked desires
When begged...

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U

It is cool here. 
Is it hot there?
You have not written. 
I have not received...
a letter.

Do you think of me?
I remember you. 
I can not...

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I'm Defined, Strengthened, I'm Thankful

For years and years, Thanksgiving meant nothing to me.
Far too much heartache I faced on this day.
I lost my wife when...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Unlucky for some
The day of my birth
Fridays of thirteenth find horror
Yet happiness surrounds me
Thirty-six years have come before
In a year where hindsight's truth
Bring longing for...

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World War II Poems and Holocaust Poems II - Bertolt Brecht



The Burning of the Books
by Bertolt Brecht
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

When the Regime
commanded the...

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