Short Fiendish Poems

The fiendish cookies are made
Shapes of night objects
Ones like pumpkins are real good
Great skeletons too
They each have icing
Delightful
Ghoul!

Russell Sivey...

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Written: October 22, 2023, 
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Slight-shaped stygian sign swung in fiendish award
Witchy mage threw itchy gunpowder and abhorred...

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Drinking coffee as it rains 
I think, ‘Some want to be saved,
the strong just want to be loved;
Next to them fire, a dragon;
A fiendish  partner in crime; 
Together? Invincible;
They breathe fire into the rain.’...

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My tale of darkness
Begins on the witching hour
When the moon shines bright

An evil witch dies
She is reborn within you
Your torment builds slow

Reborn with magic
She overtakes your soul quick.
Now you are fiendish...

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Nope,
             not ever;
You can’t dress up cats;
Schemers never need a mask;
                Tail,
                Eyes,
always wearing a disguise;
Fiendish grin warns you 
        costumes get 
           scratched....

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Two
Gray
Hazy
Entities
In front of the bed
Tormenting the anguished lost soul
As infectious flies flying in open wounds by sins
Escaping from the reality with delusions appearing as real to feebled mind









4-10-2016...

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There's never been a womb of such disgrace
That only you, fiendish whore, can control
Is it only one thing that can take you down?
If you felt the things I've felt you'd die too
But you've never felt unwanted
You were always the center...

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She walks toward the room, lips soft and warm.
A slight skip, a fiendish smirk.
Looking at the beads of sweat on your brow form,
An idea she has, will it work?

Grabbing you by the hips, she tenses.
Oooh...I have a headache, good night!...

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Why trauma bond with sunken souls
Wish them love and move on
Fiendish are ways of lowly ghouls
Why be object of scorn

We must love ourselves first
In freedom, unrehearsed 
Joyous, in a bliss burst

Frog in a pond
Why trauma bond

21-May-2022
Quietus ...

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amongst the prism dreams
nightmares in rage enlarging schemes 
of the fiery fiendish fiends below the ground
the skies intervene cloudless simply innocent as a child 
deporting visions indecisive intermissions credence is gone wild
mercies spawned innocence screams

1/17/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022...

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Cruelty danced 'cross his stencilled mustache
  Sparks of Evil flashed from his roving eye
A wicked Sneer curled 'round his too-thin lips
  His fingers like claws bespoke a master spy

Trench-coat pulled tight 'gainst the pounding rain
  Stealthy his gait down the dark narrow lane
Alas! Two bullets lodged in his fiendish heart
  Real life's not Hollywood, Mr. Humphrey Bogart...

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My mind is experiencing a fastidious flatulence; slightly fiendish, and not for the
finicky or fainthearted. 
I fidget amidst it's fanatical far-fetched farce yet stand fearless, watching it's face
flounder in a foolhardy feeble-minded foible. 
With fervor I say farewell forever to it's festering, feverish fetish, as it's frantic
fiasco foams, flails and finally fails.

http://lovestruehome.com/...

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Unseen
Between shadows
Opinion is unheard
Feeling emptiness on the soul
Nobody care is she alive or dead

Sadness reflects in her lost eyes
Blank stare in the dark night
Weeping past days
Alone

Shadows
Cloak as a veil
Perceiving ostracism
As exclusion of daily life
Confining forever in four wall room

Inner fiendish voices propound
Secluding in a world
Fantasy rules
Reason


4-25-2016...

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As I walk through the heavy iron gate
I can feel them deciding my fate
Their fiendish eyes prying on me
Acting as if I have to pay a fee

Their torment is haunting 
Their laughter is flaunting
They push and shove me with all their might
Knowing I will not be able to put up a fight

Their way of life is crude
Creating rumors making me feel nude
They are so full of pride 
Causing frail youth to hide...

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Am chained, in pain and he waits to quench his thirst.
He's known for his claws on his victims head 
I'm his only food ,alone in a cave he will eat me first 
Before I arrive due to freight I'll already be dead 
Those sleepless nights I had I can rest in his gut as my bed
This fiendish beast he knows I'm coming he waits
This life is cruel I'm now its trade
This fiendish beast he knows I'm coming he waits....

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fondue's folksy fiendish foolish fiery Phoebe
fondly followed foppish fish foraging fibster Fee
ferocious foggy falls focus folklore fancy-free
fifty-fifty finnish fish foisted fiddle faddle fantasy
foolhardy footprint festered foofaraw foxy
feuding French fowls feverishly fighting fibster fee
fortunate footstools fostered finished folksy Phoebe
folly of finding feverishly fertile f-words is forever up to me....

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They would have all of our thoughts
align in eclipse of the truth
blot from our eyes cold tears
not shed at reasons death

No more the fiendish touch
of tempting speech
to challenge questions asked
and why

Nor does the hand of wonder
dare reach to touch
for fear it might enrage
the gods they praise

Thus do the lemmings march
to chanted hymn
along the darkened edge
of freedom's rim

John G. Lawless
3/1/2021...

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The callous hands of clock towers
Age the ignominy that has become
The very face known as American society

6 billion pricks occupy every anus
Engraved within this universe
And the one prick who appeared distinctive
Behaved like that of an equal associate

What are such clocks good for
Minus aiding the counting of fiendish nightmares
Foolishly published by such an inviting succubus?
I rue when I had first acknowledged her existence...

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started something i couldn't finish
 in the end tryin to fix it i look fiendish
 should have known better than to begin
 because it always will end
 in the shed of blood and tears
 showing all your fears
 can't look anymore
 not really sure
 what to say or do
 just that i understand if you
 don't forgive me
 and i will leave you be
 i know its all mixed up
 like a alcohol in a cup
 but i will make you see
 how much you really mean to me...

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Superficial eternal visions;
Of the perils things to come;
Rendered dreams of garish things;
Beings that are not real, but drones;
And I find happiness;
Of those mares unknown amazing dreams;
Come across my eyes morbid but real;
These are the macob realms;
These are those amazing things;
These that's the fiendish dreams;
Trapped in my subcontinents…

7/14/19

Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©...

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I've heard of the Circus Of The Damned;
By all accounts the rumors are true;
The graffiti makes it seem so grande;

Filled with copper and turquoise blue 
billboards have you longing to attend;
In the French Quarter stories continue;

St. Louis boasts a fantasy alive and well;
Vampires perform in this fiendish hub,
gothic striptease mixed with a carnival;

More intense energy than any club,
blood will surely soak your ticket stub....

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Friendly Fall Follows 
                     Fretfully Finding Fulsome
                     Frolicking Fellows Frantic For
                     Fraternal Fiendish Favors
                     Full From Fallow Flavored Fancies
                     Fitting Free Falling Follies 
                     Fallaciously  Fanatically  Fuller
                     Fine Frocks Forwardly Flatly                
                     Forever Fatter Fettered Fools...

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Freida's fluent flaunt flew
foul for fraudulent frame
Foiable folly find fickled
fiction for fame
Followers forgo fodder for
Figurheads fiendish fraud
Friends frantic Finance'
feud for fishy forlorn
Formidable formal flatterer
flamboyant fit for flippant
Flirtatious flaunt for frivolous
frisky freaks
Finding friendly faces frustrate 
futiles futures
Futuristic fruition from 
felonious feigns foundation

(entered into "Anything Goes " contest)...

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of suffering deep, tween pain and asleep,
and the curse still lingers like crime,
a fiendish mind wheels, still turning out deals,
and slip-sliding thoughts to begrime,

get back in your box, 
un-sweet albatross,
begone to the nethers of mind,
bad voices are still, 
mourning their loss,
in spirit i'm doing just fine,
got a grip on its throat,
never mind,
bad thoughts continue to gloat,
yet the battle is mine, bloody mine...

of: p.d. "Cronic Pain"

Don...

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could i be this fiendish cat
others seem to peg me as
maybe they just wish i was
since i let their weakness pass
could i be the playboy type
trolling hearts to find my prey
when my voice compells me to
veir from easy ones who stray
could i be this know it all
always claiming to be smart
when i only seek the truth
and hide it deep within my heart
could i be a chosen leader
rights bestowed upon my hands
when i didnt want to be one
maybe i am just a man....

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