Long Living dead Poems

Vampire Poetry

Pale Though Her Eyes
by Michael R. Burch
 
Pale though her eyes,
her lips are scarlet
from drinking of blood,
this child, this harlot
 
born of the night
and her heart, of darkness,
evil incarnate
to dance so reckless,
 
dreaming of...

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Was it a cruel twist of fate?
Sneering, laughing chance?
Perhaps something I ate?
A bad bout of happenstance?

It wrenched and tore at my gut,
A sickening, sober, foreboding sign.
Wretched chance it was not,
This time was by insidious design.

The...

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Prelude

After banishing my foe off to hell
The Lord took pity on my soul 
And returned it to my undead shell
Again, I was alive and whole

But the consequences of a second chance
Meant that I would have...

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On the canvas of a cold, grey, winter sky,
In large black letters above the Iron Gate,
Read the message: "Arbeit Macht Frei".
A shrewdly sinister, propagandist lie,
Designed to deceive all of our eventual fate.
This was the very...

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Noise ,Noise, Noise
Bickering and ''whoremongering''
Dirty money for campaigning
repudiation and gallivanting
mudslinging and maligning
Brainwashing and false promises

How did you get on this bloodstained road 
Who advice you to  follow Uncle Pan's  path
A path that is...

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“Never forget 
everything Hitler did 
in Germany was legal.”
- Martin Luther King, Jr.

drop by drop lady liberty bleeds
red on white and blue
common sense vexatious 
verboten spins askew 

“We can and we must 
write in the...

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POTD 13 March 2019

Welcome! - We are excited to release our very first Visual Video Poem. 

(I trust you will enjoy the complete production effects and the superb narration by Dorsey Jackson (Deeja) on the...

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within these times of war
Within these times of war


Within the times of war

Silence of its terrors calling
Children play within their laughter
Now recedes in cries of torture
Screeching whistles scrap metal clusters
In murderous heat of summers day
rage...

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The silent night walks like a freighted man in boots, and penetrates the head of the living dead while they lay down in silence to sleep. Not a sound could be heard except for the...

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An ordinary young man in his twenties
Working by day, alone by night
Routine lulls him to feel forever serene

Never a new dream or fantasy
Living an obligation
Making his parents proud yet nothing causes him to become too...

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She has been planning this vacation for more than a year, she has so much love to share, she could not get any of it so she has to give away all of it. Sometimes...

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?? A Living Dead I'm ??


©?Abdul Qudus Olamilekan Yisa.

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Like an appearance of a full moon's fall,

the light of her love illuminated my heart,

in the presence of no light, which was once nightfall.

and like a grumble...

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My child dry your eyes!!  My Children self rest he the Lord made darkness his secret place and placed his Pavillion in the dark and in the light Father in Jesus Christ's Power and...

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the other day it occurred to me
while i sat there in the back of a police cruiser
i have just been arrested for being concerned about the environmental health
of over 800 people

I then started to realise
looking...

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My mind wanders to the stillness of a field
 where wild asters used to stud the grass with blue
 I seem to hear the echo of a voice
 Lamenting over the vast stretches where my...

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She lives in misery,
She goes to school where she gets bullied, pushed around, and called names,
Her parents hate her,
She has no friends, and her whole world is dark,
No one likes her,
Sometimes she wonders if anyone...

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"A poet and his muse both will die one day which one dies first is a matter of luck"

Inspired by :
"When we stop breathing poetry,
our crestfallen pen, left in silence -
where do we poets go?"...

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Echoes Beyond Darkness

The visions swept my mind ever so constantly
Promising a new dawn upon every now and every then
Time seem lengthen amid the path of ancient mystery
And I was nevermore the poetic soul of a...

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The Head Line News read, Houston under Martial Law,
Stay indoors, do not panic, and do not go out, under any
Cause!
I’m not sure from wrens’ they came, at first it was just
The rain, not the regular...

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i need to stop frowning and epitomizing
and sell this Caddy to the Cardinal
trying to let it miss your attention won't fly
since writing is speech even if somewhat removed
or fit only for bouncy news anchor banter
pancake...

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He is cranking up the old rusty engine again, but all that work is in vain, sweat is running from his anxious face and grease is spilling all over the place. There he goes again...

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So when the webbed-tide snares the lunars nether recesses in its glow casting shadows that arise among the craggs wedged beside some cliffs of common confirmed debris of the unnamed fallen heaps of mucked mired...

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I have seen the formation
Of ancient lands
I have seen the creation
Of ancient hands

Pyramids
That soar to the sky
Here amid
Temples majestic and high

I have seen
Wonderful things
Tombs and scenes
Of ancient kings

I have seen huge blocks of stone
Cut by...

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To all who have been touched by evil

Paris

Liberte, Egalite, Fraternite

We shout louder, always love, peace, tolerance, liberte…a world one in unity.

We are not afraid of you, we look you in the eye, cold dark eyes...

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Ezekiel was a prophet he was against self destruction
He was sent to give the people words of life and positive instruction
But the people would not listen to him nor heed his words
Until he told them...

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