by Winged Warrior |
Categories:
emotions, heartbroken, lost love, solitude,
A euphoric emptiness that lasts forever
An eternity trapped in tangled time
Emotions that fly through the nilpotent never
A lasting love with a calamitous climb
Floating memories that sail through space
Where tears are shed and shadows weep
And saddened souls have lost their place
Within the dumpsters of the desolate deep
Mind and matter creating crystalline hells
There demons roam with a restless rule
Where blood turns cold with crusted cells
Slowly salivating with their demonic drool
Can love be found in this cabalistic cave
Or is it laboriously lost but only to enslave.
May.30.2016
by Iris E. Sankey- Lewis |
Categories:
adventure, appreciation, faith, feelings,
The night, drunk with empty doubt
Fearful of invisible ghost, without
Touch of serenity that heals,
They who watched, waited for the clearing;
Wrestled with crude prejudice -
This demonic force entering in,
This full measure of sin, of
Outcast needing cure;
Day dawns anew, and
Like sounds echoing from stringed music
The simmering of dark night
The light of day that wakens the dead
The night becomes canopy of stars,
Guiding lost ships in summer breeze of faith, and
Satiny loveliness we love; one with the night.
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by Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories:
age, childhood, depression, life, love, wisdom, youth,
Despising my dull, listless time as a child,
I once wished myself to be fully-grown:
now grown, no longer am I as beguiled
by growing up (as old age I bemoan);
the wisdom of many long years is sublime;
but the salad days of youth eternal
are what makes songs of Poesy rhyme,
as shedding of life's leaves feels infernal.
Therefore, be in the winter of your life
with love: for love restores you like a tonic,
carves out the melancholy like a sharp knife
(to hush the voices so dark and demonic).
To age well, live well: so love and be loved,
and bar not the comfort of your beloved.
by Unseeking Seeker |
Categories:
desire, god, love,
Demonic desires, dark, feral
Seek objects to possess
True love outpours, it’s touch plural
All’s but God consciousness
Go with love, not with lust
In God alone we trust
For what’s body but dust
Ego urge stokes fires
Demonic desires
15-February-2022
by Jun-Jun Villanueva |
Categories:
life
Jun-jun
A son, a brother, a friend and a lover,
A brother of Richard, Jay-Ar and Ralph,
A lover of love, wealth and hardworks,
Who feels afraid, desolate and helpless,
Who fears death, blood and demonic sins,
Who would like to see you,"heaven and earth",
Resident of Batangas City,
Villanueva
by Funom Makama |
Categories:
hate, life, violence, wisdom,
Climate of the heart, disapproving to the greens
Over its dead body is kindness a deal
Living with the mind covered in dark blanket
Dangerous and terrible is its close interactions.
Body full of energy but entirely bloodless
Loaded with the carcasses of passion and love
On self alone is its temperature warm and welcoming, as it
Opposes the existence of opulent personalities
Dos and don’ts, all marked in the registry of gruesome actions
Eyes nourished with veins of demonic temperaments, then
Deeds in so much stain, yet carried out in utmost normalcy.
by Hakeem Sotayo Aro |
Categories:
daughter, death, family, father, loss, love,
Ladies of untrue filial ingratitude
I doubt if you are genuine to the crown
Your love thrown to a villain's attitude
The old king sees now that love speaks than clown
Words. For ladies who plucks respected beard
And poison for love is what thou see'st
A daughter who calls love silent is heard
But who dare throws own self to the tempest?
The tool that united you against your blood
Stained and split you against your selves
You shall never be reborn in this world
If you were, you should not be your selves
Women of ruthless heartlessness who turn
Milk of humanity to demonic buns
by Andrew Rakich |
Categories:
best friend, blessing, character, feelings, love hurts, sad love, women,
To Me
To me she is beautiful
A demonic angel in black and white
To me she is delusional
She sees a Zebra but on a moonless night
To me she is exceptional
I've never met her equal
To me she is too ethical
She'd make Marcus Aurelius quail
To me she is a stripper
She stripped my heart bare and nailed it to the rock
To me she is a gangster
A tougher man than many with a ****
To me she is a poet
She turns words into knives that tear me up
To me she is a guru
She showed me the light, by breaking it up.
To me she is a child
Stands with a fist at a hard hard world
To me she is a woman
Stands as the priest at my heart's burial
by Billy Simani |
Categories:
confusion, depression, fear, hate, lost, pain, me, me,
Beware of the house of pain,
Madness rains on you like rain,
Don't call out my name in vain,
Lest they think you are insane,
Psychotic maniac,
And don't call me a maniac,
I love girls; am a nymphomaniac,
It's this voices inside my head; kleptomaniac,
Turn them off, they keep me awake, am insomniac,
Psychotic maniac,
Please, am not crazy,
If I sit still ill be lazy,
I have to make them stop, keep them busy,
Tell them to take it easy,
Psychotic maniac,
Am not psychotic,
It must be the coffee, its narcotic,
Don't take me to the mad house, its demonic,
Take me to church or rehab, like am an alcoholic,
Psychotic maniac,
by Kallie Mason |
Categories:
dark, death, depression, goodbye, life, loss, love, relationship, sorrow, me,
I was blinded, I was fooled.
I thought what we had was real...
Your sweet words of kindness swept me off my feet.
Your dark eyes that once gave me comfort, now are forever mocking me.
Your arms that wrapped around me, now wrap around my throat.
Your hands once so fragile, now are demonic as they clasp tighter and tighter.
Our eyes and bodies are locked together,
One gasping for breath...
The other praying for my death...
Darkness oozes from you mouth,
Slicing my skin, as my blood begins to pour.
Is this what you wanted?
For now, I lay unconcious...
And forever, will I haunt you.
Kallie Mason
2013
by Mourning Mist |
Categories:
husbandme, me,
You have been there from me from the very start,
So many years I was throbbing within your heart,
I took you so forgranted and that will soon change,
I was lead on and deceived by devils in my range.
You worship the ground I walk on I see it in your eye,
You always told the truth and never told me a deceitful lie,
You were my soul mate that no one else could ever be,
You tried to bring me peace while others brought misery.
I love you,
God placed you by my soul and by my very side,
Never mistreating me on some demonic ride,
You were my soul mate this I know this entire time,
Bells will be heard again as I dislodge another chime.
by Nola Perez |
Categories:
nature,
Tiger lillies,
give some the willies.
They think they're ODD,
but such folk are Sillies.
"Liliam lancifolium,"
are not demonic,
more like iconic, Royal,
even:"Kingdom:
Plantae", royally
dotted: I love the lillies,
because they're spotted,
Say, like my BOD.
by Anil Deo |
Categories:
12th grade, anxiety, best friend, betrayal, bible,
I come here as to a temple
An old-fashioned thing
Before Lisa, Joe, Paula, Jen
I condemn false gods of pain
Foul gods foretold in That Day
When coupling will dishonor Jesus
Coupling in lust, incest, vengeance
And the greed of the End Time
Join me in asking God to rebuke
Cast out and away, demonic ways
That have crept into Christian hearts
I have repented, but it's not enough
I share my shredded heart here
Maybe it's pity, empathy, love, or prayer
I seek in secular temples built on words
by Woodrow Lucas |
Categories:
love,
Mental illness is less a character flaw and more a testament to character.
Disability is less a defect and more a mark of courage.
Poverty is less a sign of laziness and more a sign that justice still eludes us.
Homosexuality is less the mark of satan and more the sign of God's love for diversity.
Childbirth is less a sign of female punishment and more a sign of female divinity.
Religious diversity is a less a sign of demonic confusion and more a sign that God's too big for one religion.
And the Bible is less a book about judgment and more a book about love.
by Earl Schumacker |
Categories:
absence, abuse, bereavement, dark, death, grave, lost love,
Amuse Me
Take my babies and drown them in sin
Turn them into savages
Remove my soul with pliers
Walk me hand in hand to the alter
To my slaughter
Claim my house, car, wallet, friends and family too
Steal my heart but not my sons and daughters
Leave me one key to your heart or a reason for being
Lock me out of heaven for a start
Bring me dirty sex
Sodomize me with sardonic love
Chant names of others in the process
Give me your blessing with a demonic smile
Smother me in lies
Disease my brain
Sing love songs to my tomb
You were my muse
Amuse me
8/09/14 Dark - Poetry Contest
I’m not amused
by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories:
christian,
HEAD TO HEAD
tête-à-tête, Rita and I
two heads are better than one
in praise’n prayer
melodic lips of kin
our moms in heaven
lift
their lullaby assist
our hopes in cradled arms
we worship in different sects
but today we’re linked—
part of the extended army
no chinks in God’s armor
my people pray
carry me on my way
no demonic-dinosaur
no rattling dragon
nor human-pittance
comes in our way
they’d be destroyed
with just one thought
of hate
we love—
one heart, one Lord,
our neighbors
our differences deposited at the door
we share a smile
our gospel feet
smell rather sweet
2/10/2022
by Marqese Dabbs |
Categories:
fantasy, romance,
A man tainted by the she-wolf
Cursed by the bite of humanoid beast
The demonic infection brings a change
His future is now bonded with her
No cure, now a cryptic walking on the snow
As the wolf bane blooms he shall howl
The winter moon brings out his ferocious nature
Living possessed following the trail of his destined love
The madness leads him to a path of killing
Blood and entrails flowing down his mouth
Doomed to a life of carnivorous tendencies
Rampaging his becoming territory
Clawing at men of silver bullets
He can't be put to rest
Only his she-wolf brings him at peace
by Cynthia Jones |
Categories:
abuse, february, imagery, inspiration, poetry,
Some of this world seems possessed
by many forces unseen,
people go on a rampage
shootings, beheadings, everything in between.
What exactly is going on?
I am sure I don't know,
this world seems a little crazy
and still, the hatred grows.
I wish it would stop
we all deserve some peace,
we need help from the Lord
and all evil should cease.
Just one day, that's all
no murders to be heard of,
free from demonic forces
just a day filled with love.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Feb.28/2015
It's sad to be living in this day in age. I feel that this world is absolutely nuts!!!
by Frederic Parker |
Categories:
dark, metaphor,
My dark soul of damnation deserves decay
as I drown in the abyss from deceitful debauchery
with the help of my decadent deluded mind
and the staged dastardly deeds of defiance from choices made
when my heart filled with delusion turned demon needing to damage
from my demonic dare of digging deeper into a self-created darkness
driven by the diabolical devastation of evil from disbelief
when love became discontented from a disappointing disaster
and my own mental disarray of disliked disorder
I hold my soul in disgraceful disgusting disdain
from my heart becoming demonized by dishonesty
12/8/21
by Reza Dilmaghanian |
Categories:
girlfriend, introspection, lonely,
Whats the point of love
disappointed once
the anointed ones
try and join the fun
my employment sucks
like oyster trucks
i deploy words up
to the joy we hunt
eating soy food junk
to exploit these ****s
we're so dumb
like an awful bum
can you feel the cost go up
it's like a comet struck
and we're unconscious of
demonic love
so now i talk to doves
in the park
its the scar's in your heart
that make you miss that parts
of who we are
atoms flowing near moving stars
lyrically i'm bruising bars
from Friday to Thursday
i find ways to word things
i might rage on birth days
but her face
brings back some of the worst pains...
by Susan Wilson |
Categories:
angst, daughter, death, father, mother, sad, love,
A mother's love you miss so much
A father's hand, can't feel the touch
A loss so great, can't stand to feel
A family gone, was it ever real
A baby's skin, no longer to hold
An open heart, now so cold
Those beautiful eyes, no longer to see
That ominous love, no more for me
That man's love can't be true
His loving words, no more I love you
His anger erupts, oh how it burns
Those demonic eyes, oh how he turned
The angels above call my name
Rising above this world, nothings the same
My body and soul disconnect
As the rope tightens around my neck
by Marqese Dabbs |
Categories:
fantasy,
Burning the scriptures of truth
Gaining control of the vast lands
Leaders spreading their demonic sickness
Love ones impaled by the spears of ignorant soldiers
Happiness becoming just another thing of the past
Dominators purge the flesh of lifers
Confining foolish races with eternal slavery
The incompetent minds of feeble humans slaughtered
Oppression rears its ugly head
Unite, dethrone them all
Destroy the palaces of these tyrants
Taking back the freedom and prosperity we once held dear
Reclaim are peace of mind
Bring forth a new world promise
Demolish their temples of self-worship
New leaders will be born to save us all
A new reign of life
by Uriel Wisdom |
Categories:
evil, god, jesus, truth,
Society standards is cancer
cancerous
but glamorous on cameras
slanderous those who oppose the demographics
the mechanics of the systems arithmetics governs the populace
my genetics ethics inside my genetic code skeptics
rare relic my breed photosynthesis
The Sons light is food for organisms metropolis
anomalous the anomaly in this monopoly sorry this game trouble democracy
thee economy fixed the shadows in sovereignty
quantity before quality
equality to aliens uncommon breeds
primitive beings technology alien psychologically
microscopically
no harmony
the powers that shouldn’t be
love war not peace
power and greed
hmmmm demonic regime
by Jorgie T |
Categories:
angel, anger, art, emotions, gothic, imagination, psychological,
Eyes teleporting in zig zags
Spamming like daggers
Humanoid skull
Veins expanding out
Skeleton hand orbiting
Soul screaming
Love burning
Shrouded in darkness
It's hard to frame it in a picture
It's hard to add it in a mixture
Abstract emotions are swelling behind the light of my
retinas
Demonic angels i guess
A challenge to a game of chess
I'll chant a curse and I'll bless it
Abstractually speaking
by Devyn Stroud |
Categories:
angst, confusion, depression, fear, hope, life, loss, lost love, mystery, passion, philosophy, sad, social, war,
how do i escape?
Dead in the night
What happened to the light?
Blueblack shades
Body drapped
Can this be alright?
What is way of right?
Piercing screams
How could this be?
Happen to me
Hollow inside
bloodied scars prove
no where to hide
alone, lost love
attempted flight, broken-winged dove
fall
Fall
Fallen
Angelic hope
None
Demonic presence abuse
What happened to the son?
Exploding beetle juice
Raping pleasures
How do i escape?