Sinister Poems

SINISTER

SINISTER

Why prove it?
Prove that you’re significant to the a purpose that has no
sensibility,
In a world where we conform to that which surrounds us.
Does it make sense?
With this we ponder each day,
That your right is the only right and that the only validation needed
is yourself,
The opinion of others doesn’t matter,
Self-absorbed is the only thing I see,
Maybe,

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,

Vampire Vexation

Eeevile in the realm of the Undead
Chilled blood red cold
Vampire vexation - sexy at best.
Wrapped in comfortable uncomfortable silence
Silence so sharp - you can feel the fangs at your neck.

Sanctimonium or sanctimonious
Vampires dripping of sophistication
They make a show of letting you know
That morally they ARE the BY FAR

With eyes so dark, so deep, so very

Sophistication of sinister online skulduggery

Sophistication of sinister online skulduggery...

lurks within the outer limits of cyberspace,
where dark shadows eclipse edge of night
indistinguishable from the twilight zone.

Within the Internet binary size weavers loom
shuttlecock whizzes (analogous to a bad mitten)
at speed of greased lightning warp speed
weaving courtesy electronic webbed wide world
snaring and snagging
poor schlemiel or schlimazel,
videlicet snazzy convincing culprit,
who gets figuratively sucker

Miniscule male member doth bend sinister

Miniscule male member doth bend sinister

impossible mission of mine to bare witness
whereby mine (whore rubble) puny phallic
describes a bent shaft, particularly when cap
locks on first observed by the missus when
we consummated intercourse, though nicht
married, cuz the rutting urge overtook both
of us 24/7, 365 days year not omitting the
leap day, which arose because planet Earth
doth circle

Take Over

Sunshine in rain,
And midnights in vain.
Eyes are wide open,
But vision is already broken.
I appeared to you as a whole,
But you went slicing through my soul.
Taking you to a point of no return,
Witnessing the iced topping on every sinister burn.
Sympathy is asked by the weak,
Love and affection is all they seek.
We've come too far from this

Sinister Supper

Mary had a little lamb
She'd cooked into a stew
She drew the blinds while in the yard
expectant ewes did too

The Nazis Have All Left Ukraine

No nazis exist in Ukraine.. We hear such? Well time and again.!
After thought on this matter
I'm ignoring the chatter, for in Canada
They are found, now its plain!

To Calgary some made their stampede.'
14,000 is one strong concede.'
zekensky often visits, giving fist pumps
That limit..Any faith in the parli-amentary
Creed '

Storms Fury

Dark grey clouds begin to form in the morning sky 
Strong winds develop leaves begin to fly
In the distance, a boom of thunder creates a sinister sound 
Rain pours from the heavens scattering children from a nearby playground 
Up above lightning dances across the sky 
Small planes become grounded far too dangerous to fly
Storm drains

Oh the Divine Yet Sinister Laughs From Below and Above

We drink your blood while we laugh at you in your drowning lungs we feast on your skin and flesh. We are hyenas that stand on two feet we serve leviathan melter of those that sleep.

Serenade of Deception

My fantasy tainted

with a false sense of reality 

He robbed my ecstasy

with hypnotic mockery



Empty praise was his sirens melody

He knew.

To my loneliness 

the deceitful remedy 



His tongue glid too fluid

It glossed over my doubts

His eyes’ endless smirk

As he cunningly planned about



His deceptive hymns 

bent my heart to his will

His delectable speech, saccharine 

Was filled with

The Rendezvous

What plot is this, what dark and muffled muttering,
so sinister and secret in the morning fog ?
What evil beings are these black cloaks covering,
so earnest and impassioned seems their dialogue ?
How cruel and misjudging to suspect them thus.
Huddled against the chill, they’re waiting for their bus !

Sin Is Sinister

The Bible acknowledges it.
The psychologist rejects it.
The atheist dismisses it.
The criminal excuses it.

The opposite of perfection.
Humans fall from their high station.
The result of disobedience.
Evidence of man’s rebellion.

We are all infected with it.
No one on earth can escape it.
We are all affected by it.
Try as we might, we can’t tame it.

It not only affects humans
but also,

Sinister

It takes your money and robs you of time,
Chimes for attention, and rings with crime.

Your give it the power to mold and control
Unending hours, absorbed by its hold.

An instant response is expected, demanded.
Heeded is good but delayed? Reprimanded!

All in-person prowess becomes diminished.
Face to face talking so rarely gets finished.

A bully’s bat and a hacker’s treasure
Anonymity’s

Sinister Minister

Here lie the remains of a minister
To the ladies he did administer
His charms never lacking,
He was seldom slacking
But his motives seemed somehow sinister.

Written November 18, 2022

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