Slit Poems


A Slit On a Rock

A burg in a vale, 
Amassed stones and rocks as bulwark,
Assembled stones and rocks as a stack,
Stones and rocks stopping the waters from losing the track. 

Waters thrusting behind the concrete rock,
Forcing the stones and rocks to slack. 

A slit on a rock transpired,showing a way to break,
Waters dripping through the rock with a crack,
Droplets leaked out of the chink with a knack,
Turning the slit to rift and the rock to wreck,
Moving winds aided the waters to go out of the rack. 

Slowly and steadily
Droplets leaped into Water streak,
And the Water streak into a creek with hack,
Waters flowed with fiery speed breaching the barriers with a hefty thwack ,
Stones and rocks were crushed with a great knock,
People shook out of fear when the waters spurted with whack,
And the burg in a vale was flooded and destroyed in vain without any speck,

Like the words in rage from the clefts of lips which are bicker and stark.
Categories: slit, extended metaphor, inspirational, simile,
Form: Monorhyme

Focus On God

How could you discuss the Devil 
Sitting on a chair you swivel,
Thirty minutes pone still on Evil,
The picture your rival the Devil...

You dont reckon that he wont like it:
That he still knows how throats are slit,
 That you might  just be his next hit;
 On the news found corpse in a pit...
 
 From now learn to focus on God 
 And our God's right to Moses'Rod:
 Satan you fight like you do Todd;
 If he means to kill you a nod.
Categories: slit, change, character, conflict, god,
Form: Rhyme


Seaside Slit- But a Bit Shoddy

"Seaside S*ut- But A Bit Shoddy"


There once was a woman named Dottie,
Who's X rated body was so bawdy.
She was so f***ing grand,
Butt from PoetrySoup she was banned;
Even though every woman and man drooled, 
"Lawdy! Lawdy!!!
Categories: slit, political,
Form: Limerick

Slit

I am a shadow in the dark.
My wrists sting with fear,
They are covered in blood.
I hope I don't shed one more tear.
\The knife cuts into my wrist,
It hurts so bad.
All I can see is my red arm,
A red floor.
It's making me sad,
It's making me mad,
I miss my life,
I hate being here.
I am here, 
In a psycho home.
Please, someone help me!
I learned my lesson.
Please let me out.
I wont ever have a doubt,
A doubt of slitting my wrists again!
PLEASE! SOMEONE GET ME OUT!
Categories: slit, dark, death, depression, me,
Form: Free verse

Slit Wrist

Blood flows down the drain
as i slowly cut my vein
deeper and deeper the razor goes
less and less oxygen flows
Blood drips on the paper
to let suicide be shown
slit my wrist and off i go
emotionless
letting no pain show
Categories: slit, dark, death, depression, pain,
Form: Free verse


Forlorn Ice Slit Bedroom

Haiku  Straying Husband

forlorn ice slit bedroom
frail flower between your legs...
ardor expires

Tanka   Stay At Home Wife

hours ravage ardor
supple sin envelopes grey
thick belly obscures
erotic athletes wrestle
loyalty in lieu of love
Categories: slit, husband, wife
Form: Haiku

I Don'T Care If You Slit Your Wrists, Anymore

I'm numb. I'm indifferent. I don't love or hate you anymore. I'm luke warm and being spit
out of God's mouth... There's so much room now with out you in my universe. I told myself
I would, and you kept interrupting. Barging in through the door without knocking the way
you always do. I don't live there anymore. I've traded sand for chalk and the water tastes
better hear. I hope to never see you here in my new home... you are not allowed and
unwelcomed. You are gone so forget the goodbyes and tears. The season of change is upon me
and my fire burns bright through out the night. My tears cleaned away the foul past and my
sights are focused on coming years.
Categories: slit, lost love
Form: Prose Poetry

Slit

Look, I wish you could see
What pain you are causing me.

I'm bleeding
Do you even care?
Are you even there?

Please make my internal pain stop
Please make my courage grow 
So i can die in front of you nice and slow.

It's you fault im in this state of being
You can't ignore me if im bleeding in front of you 
Can you?

I wish all my memories of you would diminish like you did
I wish you would come see me
I wish you would reply

It'll be your fault when i die.
Categories: slit, lost love, sad, pain,
Form: I do not know?
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