Horrors Poems - Poems about Horrors

everything’s complicated everything’s a struggle have you noticed? it’s a psychological horror is this the ‘adult disillusionment’ I keep hearing about? I mean, things work, if you sit on them like an egg— If your mother things along and helicopter a result. I mean, what do people do who don't have my resources and sunny disposition? I get America’s increasing paranoia but I...

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death screams echoing around me, no peace here violence is all you will see. come with the wish to be a hero, who’s hero do you plan to be when you never see home again. there are none here all thats here is zombies in the form of men. why didn’t you stay at home with your wife, think about it,...

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Horrors of War I can see the sky exploding, falling overhead Filling us with horror and dread Killing innocent people in the name of religion, race and creed Or a political agenda for the benefit of a few in the ruling regime They speak out loudly on TV and in crowds on the street Advocating free will genocide and won’t accept...

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(NB The character in this poem does not belong to any country but is generic.) _______________________________________________________________ The sirens howl. I can smell the fear I sow in the city. My super gun can tear Through buildings Where innocent people Lie huddled in despair. I do not gloat. My heart is ice. I have a job to do. I feel all powerful like...

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Why must autumn take me back to the sunshine days of my love? Love, non-existent now Buried in the depths of the ground like someone throws away broken pottery, our love has been trudged and treaded on Why must autumn bring with it gusts of your musky smell? The same fragrance that takes me back to your neck, The...

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Every morning as I walk out my door, I look down, cant even see the floor.. I know their there, even if I can't see When I open the door, it sets them free.. Claws hiting me up and down my leg Would do no to cry out or beg Oh the horrors I face That I was afraid was no...

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House of horrors sits on a hill you smell decay as you walk by; ‘No trespassing’ you should comply; You may not want to get your fill loud warning bells are not a drill; Just one look inside? Please don’t try; House of horrors; Time and again there’s been a kill; Boarded windows will amplify the halo...

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We knelt beside her with all our sin, with all our horrors hid deep within, and yet she offered us a smile, knowingly, lovingly, forgivingly. Our lives she captured in her eyes, all the wherefore's, what-fore's, whys, all the half-truths, fibs, and lies, all the ways we made her cry; and yet she smiled when she passed on, her tears were wisdom to carry...

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On Youtube I learned Of the Carrington event That has been And will Come once again The problems It portends to bring on It's heals brings a shudder to some Of my friends And when mr. musk Shot 49 rockets By next day all But 9 had bit dust Consumed as It were By solar flares Or at least they would have Us to trust To have lived In the green hills Of Tennessee With a hillbilly there On the land Returning...

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I'm shivering, naked, I'm amidst bodies on a cart All I remember is looking up awaiting the water Entangled I am seeing grimaced pinked faces And a solumn looking sky very close to tears Now discarded, left, sensing a sweet acrid smell Knowing the await, soon the others and I Time passes as I drift in and out of reality Then night...

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[Gershon recently likened (tongue in cheek) my line ‘My lunch is you’ to some classic movie lines. This inspired verse one. Jan recently described a dental dilemma which inspired me to add a few more verses.] ________________ It isn’t ‘To be or not to be’ And it isn’t ‘Not...

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RUFUS Fat boy Rufus takes a rooster to bed "It's my natural alarm clock" he said He woke late the next morning Now Rufus is in mourning Cos he rolled over and flattened him dead... ARTHUR AND SUE Two newlyweds Arthur and Sue Were doing as young couples do But then as their bed rocked They became...

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From Moonday to Sinday = A Week of Horrors On Moonday the orb above turned red, To awaken the famished dead. We've beaten them back ever since, And still, when I bash their skulls, I wince. Duesday brought the settlement of all our hates The weaker perished at the gates; The strong forced all within their gifts. Woundsday followed with storms of blood, Nothing...

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Pedro was a Mexican who lived in Mexico Pedro always wore a hat, a big sombrero Pedro loved the sun he sunbathed every day He tipped his hat over his eyes to keep sun-rays away Some cheeky children passing by saw Pedro in repose Decided to stick chewing gum up poor Pedro's nose This did not awaken him although his nose...

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Hunters cry hear me roar The voice in my head dawned on me Roam through dirt deep dark woods Whispers of winds soaring through Shadows appeared clutching doom Footsteps approached only to fade The chills went slowly down long spine They crawled outside with phantom wings Waiting to devour with just one pounce They scourged around nowhere to turn The push came first...

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