Sinisterly Poems | Examples

Death Comes Home

 Leaden clouds sweep swiftly in from the north,  
Blanketing the sapphire skies in melancholy.  
Deafening, rolling thunder cracks  
As a mysterious chill sends a shudder up my spine.  

A faint knock rasps at my front door;  
Whispers circulate, ringing through my walls,  
Echoing my name ever so sinisterly.  

For twenty and twenty years, I have been happily discontent,  
Freezing my sins in lovely seclusion.  
Now, a dank darkness drapes this dilapidated sanctuary.  

Peering out the curtains, I see death's arrival—  
Ruby red roses in my formerly lush garden  
Crumbling to ash, fading into the earth.  

Elongated fingers peek through the dubious haze.  
A cackling booms.  

To my right stands an ornate Victorian mirror.  
Turning my head, I can see the flames of Hell rage.  
What was once just a plane of glass  
Has now become a beckoning portal.  

Without hesitation, I rip it off the wall,  
Smashing the omen, trying to escape an unfathomable fate.  
Within seconds, it's fully reconstructed,  
Signaling there is no reprieve.

Alabaster White

Alabaster white, brazen in bold 
can’t be bought or sold!

Silent as it is Sinister 
somehow that alabaster glows?

Surface, a bony texture; cracks, fissures 
like something living once long ago 
in antediluvian halls…

A house sits in its red marrow, bone-white walls!
not knowing tomorrow only knowing what is heralded 
of bone white, gold intricate 
filagree serpentine, imagery!

Of alabaster, old brazen n bold like cast bronze figurines 
of unknown deities calling out 
to touch fingers tips… 

Caress, seeing the texture of bones
cracks n fissures like ancients skulls at rest
this thing of alabaster, cold!
Silently sitting sinisterly.

…alabaster bold somehow defies eons that fold 
alabaster white blazing of an unknown…disaster!                                                       

Cryptic life resting in antediluvian wombs  
a forgotten world borrowed deep 
in the red marrow…tombs!

forgotten by tomorrow pushing faster 
unknown, cold, old encrusted in 
  Ancient 
   ...Alabaster

A Dark Dialogue Pt1 of 3pts

There it sits…
in the dark corner a hollow thing bony arms skeletal

Is it grinning 
There sitting closer in shadow even in Light.
Black Eyes staring. 

Things understand….
Unmoved.
EYES glow like cats in car lights

I wonder…
What are you!
A haunting vestige of hair, all teeth, and bone 

Tumbling down past your shoulders
A dark thing of dark flesh…
Lost to void

A pool of light near your arm
It's daringly too close, fearing to see 
too much too soon...

Light seems to retract?

Feeling your ice drift from you
from your hands
I ask you, “what are you?”
“Where have you been?” 
“Where are you going”?

Skintight skull grinning eyes wide
a dark dialogue I devise
I want to pull you close but the fear is…

You were my ALL, in a former life.
My memories of us once
beautiful, bright, fleeting...

...now just dust drifting 
Your soul is lost,
so is mine?

And only this thing
Sits & grins 
                 sinisterly at me…



















"love not the dead only suffer the living"
Anonymous

Winters Night

Winters night
Here we sit on a cold winters night
The fire burns bright 
we watched as the flames dance 
create illusions of life
Secret dreams and Demons dance 
Guardian angels spin in a flicker of flame
they spread their golden glow In wings 
as we cast wishes 
we paint stories to revive the past
And jump as embers pop fire cracks 
watching the flames dance 
Play run and burn turn to Ash 
demons grin sinisterly in orange 
yellow flaring firelight
We feel we see angels
Deep in the heart aflame 
I watch their wings spread 
in the orange pumpkin light 
as demons scream in smoldering logs
as we sit here on a cold winter night

A Tyrannical Dawn Comes

Highways stretch into the aftermath.
Lunar ascends...
Grins sinisterly
A cry rises with the currents
Carried on shadowed wings 
into vacant, violent, violet skies.
Night runs from golden rays
Like streaks from shooting stars
Falling. Air raid!
Thermals detonate resonates obliterates 
Splash stone, sands, lands crimson, 
a thousand years.
Flesh transparent as a specters.
Of ancient rites, incendiary nights
As winds cut like a raven cry. Lock vectors.
Razored spines. 
Holocaustic...rights.
Host.
A falcon soars. Blind!
Soars on thermals 
Forgotten spirits scatter, shatter 
flutter into the icy hurricanes void.
Back into the Blackend Earth
ashen embers, with scarlet hearts
Spin, spiral on windswept promenades...
A Highway stretching into twilight.
And to the future, I dream, damnation!
I pray may never ever come, thoughts cascades…
I dance with the ghost of ancient man.
I dwell in the forgotten, forbidden, forsaken lands
As the tyrannical dawn comes...

Jars I: Moments of Memory

Jars
Jagged remains 
jars of jagged broken glass 
youth swims into the past 
the end of spring 
the start of wages 
earned in the meager life 
all is for the dying 
of my flesh 
I transpire in the womb 
of my minds empire 
I see the ripples at the dawn of divinity  
I feel the glass shards jagged
of my wasted life 
I cut my spine
a grind my past 
Into bitter sand 
I stand and grin sinisterly 
my time spent burning the weed 
Destin to sleep the fevered dreams 
lost in jars of jagged dark glass 
Jars line my mind each one 
fill with the moments of memory 
the jagged images of my occurrence 
occupy my time 
the calling of the barren lands
I offered no resistance 
I only struggle in my existence
Linger in Jagged remains 
Of jars jagged things
full of broken glass 
My youth swims into the past 
At the end of spring 
Before the start of wages 
earned in my meager life 
all done for the dying 
The dryness of my flesh 
I transpire in the womb of creation 
I stand in my minds empire 
I see the ripples at the dawn of infinity

Weakness So Ugly

manipulators fall short 
they don't achieve 
no honour to report 
they're just weak

competition avoided 
witnesses none 
petty defiance 
sinisterly done 

this their weapon 
whispered ideas 
even threaten
vicious toward fear 

leading down
not true leaders
feeling crowned
woeful weakness 

selfish uncaring 
fake when sparing 
twisted daring 
two faced staring 

entitled in their minds 
non progressive with time 
victims of crime 
sympathy onside 

they don't think beyond
stuck this day and night
conclusion foregone 
delusion says their right 

abusing authority 
never a majority 
silent priorities 
perspective victory 

a belief they know best 
stand above the rest
yet never contest 
nor win yet feel blessed

they are scum
they are dumb
they're not fun 
humour, they've none 

but they live in their own little world 
thinking the way of aged 5 boy or girl
they believe in just a path blind to the field 
mentally and physically make you hurl

Annihilated By a Poet

Annihilated by a Poet who uses the Extreme Metaphorical Weapons for diabolical Destruction.
Pulverized by the Flow Of It, a Beam that's Historical, Deafens your motor skills so you are no longer able to articulate and correctly Function.
My mastery is Malevolent, my Intentions become Clear as I Recite my words, while whispering Incantations Directly into your Ear.
I cast onto thee a Remnant, words Mentions sinisterly Fear, I'll Ignite mysteries of Damnations Correctly and immensely Clear.
As so the Horrors of the Abhorrent Consumes every Thought, every Sensation Becomes horrifying and Utterly Unbearable.
Covered in Sores, Torrents Entombs this Plot, the Invasion Benumbs adorning Stuttering that you find absolutely Terrible.

Make a Difference

It's quite pitiful what these People must go through. Recklessly they run to Their death as if running to Their  primary prize . Seriously who does that . Just Ask the one who made Russian roulette . Sinisterly The man pronounces it's Game like a job being posted at a front place . The man says ladies and Gentlemen take your guns,And take your bullets grow Some sacks and click click Pow oh i guess your not The winner this could be you ,you can stop this circle And change your course of Self destruction Make A Difference .

Spontaneous Stigmata Surfacing

Spontaneous sulfurous stigmata sinisterly surfacing
Membranous molecules meticulously masterfully marshaling
Tangible tempestuous tears tangling thoughts
Radical revelation revealing ruinous rots
Pious priests patronize punishable penance
Impious illusions intrigue impacting independence
Narcotizing nefarious noxious naves navigate
Prioritizing pains portal pandemic perpetrate
False fixation fumigates fragmental fatal fury
Defaults determine damaged destructive demons dreary






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High Jinx At the Okay Coral

accursed creepily haunting
Phantasmagoria wraiths
vandalize residents psyches
within their sleep induced state

Sublimation shunts
slumbering souls
unknowingly held hostage
successfully sacrificing

Semi-smothered silent species
snoring simians steadfastly succumb
subsequent sibilant sounds
woo woebegone wicked transmogrification

dilapidated divested bodies deposited
wizard waves wand
watching whirling wretched lovely bones
whipsawing (in toto) within abyss

whooshing whistling wheezing
whets warlocks appetite wakening
brutish nasty nightmare
sinister hulking spirits

steal assorted corporeal essence
monstrous mashing somnambulant
mephistophelian shadowy satanic satyrs
supremely swallow senior citizen bankers

deep within catacombs
of Highland Manor,
deadened defeated Delphic Oracle
relegates human husks,

viz spent embodiments
to the under world lay siege
sinisterly seeding, via sinister spirits
one pure evil particularly wicked

witch thy capering
sickening ghastly plot against
unsuspecting spouse snatched
parch trey gnarled warty claws.

Dreams

Confused arising  
Seeking, searching, scrutinizing. . .
Succeeding.
Conniving, cutlasses, smirking swords;
Silently mocking, laughing at my doom.
Glaring, glowering, with a gleam in their eye.
Eerie eye patches, sneering smiles;
Sinisterly scheming, anticipating gloom.
Creeping, crawling, cringing. . .
Complete. 
Concrete awakening.

Pest Control --- Goodbye

Goodbye, farewell, adieu, please go away,
this house is mine. I will not share with you.
You see my cabinets as a buffet,
pay no rent, and use the floor as your loo.

You fail miserably as a roommate,
and I’ll be more than glad to see you gone.
Sinisterly gleeful about your fate,
I’m anxious for the curtains to be drawn.

No more ceaseless chattering though the night,
nor any more wires cleaved by rodent teeth.
I won’t fret on small eyes reflecting light,
or creatures hiding in my Christmas wreath.

Escape, or, if you prefer, you can die.
I don’t care which, as long as it’s Goodbye!

Wickedness

Nothing is quite as alarming as white.
It gives an illusion of purity
when it sinisterly scorched away sight.
Leaves existence lost in obscurity.

S

suspiciously 
sacchariferous &
surreptitious
sapphists 
summoning
sinisterly
saxatile 
scrutating 
scribes,
sit
sedulously 
silent 
as
supposed 
“scientific”
sindonologists,
simultanagnosiac &
selenolatry,
steatopygously &
systematically 
still.

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