Love Poems About Murder or Murder Love Poems
by Patricia L Graham |
Categories: bullying, dark, depression, grief, murder, poverty, time,

Slaughtered Innocence

The hideous and the humble
Blood peppers falling snow
As world hurtles to the tipping point
Life chokes on ignited air
Wrenching love from hungry mouths
Stars fall without sound
Some weep helpless, day through night
Ever wondering how
Never knowing why ...

by Tim Ryerson |
Categories: funny, insect, nature,

Male Mantis Murder

Subtitled: WELL! You didn't have to bite my HEAD off...

Gladly would I die
for your love, my dear. No! Wait!
Just kidding! Just kid...

by Arthur Vaso |
Categories: crazy, devotion, murder, passion, woman, women,

Love

Love went to the liquor store
She bought a bottle
Drank until the bottle was dry
Walked on over to the hardware store
Where there she bought a hunting knife


Love sliced open my chest
Her hands grasped my heart
She had a hearty meal
Dropping her knife
She walked away in the dark

Love stole my heart


by Matthew Anish |
Categories: holocaust, hope, humanity,

Hope For Humanity

Just read a tale of 
   a horrendous murder in California
Makes one lose faith in humanity
My uncle saw the 
   death camps in 
Europe during World War ll
  Also shakes one's faith in humanity 
Yet, I believe 
  that out out of the 
        ashes 
a phoenix will appear 
    and fly upward 
and as it soars 
   it will sprinkle 
love dust 
   on those on the 
ground 
     and leave kindness 
and laughter 
   in its wake

by Elijah Prophet |
Categories: allegory, war, war,

Your Love

The first time I beheld your being, I felt that creation helded, its breath.
      
     Without peace of mind you are in a constant state of war within.

With your tongue, you murder your brothers, sisters,, complete strangers,

      And then the innocent, as you allow the guilty to go free.


You go to war with your own heart!  Yet we pursue love, or and lust,

       with a tenacity and then we declare a cease-fire, that has only one truth.

It blinds us to such a depth, that the cease-fire fails.

by Wren Rushing |
Categories: dark, death, desire, horror, murder, poetry, poets,

Rest In Pieces

They once met upon a poetry site,
shared romantic words by computer light.
His poems of rose pedals and floating doves,
her verses of broken hearts and jilted love.

Those touching comments soon lit a fire,
innocent flirting now burning desire.
Their public secrets fanned the embers 
and played out before all the members.

Alas unable to contain their lust,
to finally embrace became a must.
Soon they soupmailed their secret plot,
to meet in the nearest Wal-Mart lot.

What happened next no one can fix,
for her light was turned off at Motel Six.
It seems her tall dark poetic stranger,
turned out to be the "Trailer Park Strangler".

1/4/19

by J. Summers |
Categories: murder, suicide,

The Sound of Thunder

Out there on the edge of town
Lies a crumbling railroad track.
I set my feet to running,
Too late for turning back.

I left my love behind me
in an irrigation ditch,
I caught her with another man
So I up and shot the witch.

Now the hounds are chasing me,
My race is nearly run,
With nowhere left for me to go
I slowly pull my gun.

The barrel is cold against my head,
Eternity is near.
There’s just the sound of thunder
Exploding in my ear.

by Gregory Richard Barden |
Categories: analogy, body, kiss, passion, sensual, sexy,

Venom

i scream
laughter ...
pain like endless dangerfield one-liners
rocks me breathless
tears - unchristened acid on my cheek
knock-knock-open-up
lips as sweet as scorpions
my, how sublime that juicy fruit they hide
a sexy serpent dancing
pierced and plump
'tween your butter-chub cheeks
wrapped ‘round me like love
violet eyes looking up
shining …
murder me, mercilessly
your taste of me
i die for.

by Lauren Stoner |
Categories: angst, life, social, world,

Reality (Age: 12)

"The world is your oyster,"
Some wise man once said.
This wise man was nuts,
What was wrong with his head?

The world's a cold place,
Which is easy to see;
From our cool, mirky waters;
To our beautiful, dead trees.

They used to talk about soulmates,
When love equaled life;
Now they murder the husband,
Who cheats on his wife.

"Every man for himself,"
That's our new motto now;
And try finding a man, 
That could pray or teach how.

"The world is your oyster,"
Some wise man once said;
I wonder if our wise friend,
Ever got out of bed.

by Jack Ellison |
Categories: love,

Love In The Trenches


Now this is my definition of love It's much like wrestling in the mud You get down and dirty And say things quite flirty Then it all comes together with a thud You scream bloody murder together Promise your undying love forever Roll over and whisper The name of her sister Then you realize that wasn't too clever She pummels your head without mercy You attempt to defend against her fury You start to see rainbows And a bunch of pretty halos A ferocious little dynamo this girlie Well eventually you recover your senses And are able to put up some defences You plant a big smacker On this sweet li'l attacker Then it's back to love in the trenches

by Blake Holland |
Categories: addiction, adventure, allusion, anger, art, child, childhood, children, community, corruption, crazy, dark, death, deep, depression, desire, evil, fantasy, fear, freedom, future, gothic, grave, grief, imagination, lust, murder, pain, pollution, poverty, power, sad love, science, society, spiritual, spoken word, visionary,

The Future Starts Here

The innocence is transfusing
and overturning 
the goat skin drums
children of the mills,
children of the junkyard,
alone, 
and savaging
and we keep filling them with
mercury, nitrate, espestice, baby bombs
blasted out of their shaved heads
scared,
and foraging

by Arthur Vaso |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, murder, mystery, sea, soulmate,

Sleeping Beauty

She gazed into my haunted eyes
Knowing my devotion was absolute and complete
She fulfilled my nefarious dreams
Ever so peaceful in her green eyed slumber
She struggled with the rope and tape
I whispered in her ear
Relax, your destiny is clear
You shall sail to the sweetest of places
I shall allow you your escape
Slowly, smothered with my pillowed love
She lies lifeless
In peace
With my poems upon her chest
She has found paradise at last
As the light fades from the far away sea
Old roads become watery graves
North she sails with my words upon her very soul




Dedicated to Seren Roberts the Green Eyed Girl of Wales

by Grace Faolian |
Categories: abuse, age, angel, anger, angst, betrayal, childhood, dad, daughter, depression, father daughter, grief, hate, loneliness, lonely, murder, poverty, teen, teenage, women,

Angels

I live where angels fear to walk
Don’t ask questions, no one’s gonna talk
Another kid’s innocence is being take
Their thirst for blood will never slacken
Love is something only found in a fairytale
But those don’t comfort, when home is spelled H E L L
Left alone for days on end
Nothing else to do but play pretend
Trying to get lost in a dream
But when that doesn’t help, all you can do is scream
I’ve called the devil by his first name
His eyes are cold, mine are the same
I live where angels fear to tread
By the time you find me, I’ll probably be dead

by Ezra Cook |
Categories: beautiful, death, horror, lost love, marriage, murder, mystery,

Lady In Red

The Lady in red
awaits my arrival
 The Lady in red
lays and waits
The Lady in red 
never-more so beautiful
The Lady in red
Who is my newly wed
The Lady whose white dress covered in Red
is no more

by Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories: earth, emotions, life, sad,

- Mercy -

Hopes of escape from complicated betrayal

                       My strength fades as dusk

                    The pain after the earthquake,

                   the blood congealed in the veins

                   Forbid injustice, rape and murder

                      My sorrowful song and tears,

              ceases when the tide flows over the ocean

          The love must be redeemed from the birth cradle

                Have mercy on us almighty God above

            A deep unspoken prayer ~ in the end we will fall












  09.08.2016
- Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
  Copyright © All Rights Reserved

by J.T. Hayes |
Categories: daughter, faith, family, health, life, loss, love, people, political, religion, sister, social, teen, wife,

Birth Control

It's against the law to kill someone,
who hurts you in some way.
But murder is always justified,
by mothers everyday.

When you think about abortion,
do you see the child inside?
The babies life you want to stop,
has no where else to hide.

You tell yourself many things,
like it doesn't have a soul.
Think of the future your about to destroy,
by using birth control.

There are many ways to save it's life,
for the mothers who do not care.
And adoption is the answer,
for a couple in despair.

by Terry Burns |
Categories: religion,

Where Does It All End

Murder
Rape 
Homosexuality
Theft
Abortion
Incest
Slothfulness
Racism
Greed
Idol Worship
Blasphemy
Genocide
War
Terrorism
Hate
Destruction
Annihilation
Lies
Broken Promises
Fear
Corruption
Suicide
Barbarism
Slavery 
Prostitution
Bullying
Gambling
Jealousy
Where does it all end?
It ends Where Love begins.

by Rudolph Rinaldi |
Categories: life, love, murder, war,

Kill Not Sweet Child

kill not

sweet child

that blood

will sour

the soul

by Lewis Michael |
Categories: dark, death, emotions, hate, loss, murder, sad love,

Mutant

Mutant,
Hosted lament,
Growth yielded dying fiend,
Rancor malice abort bastard,
Hallowed.

by Denise Morgan |
Categories: murder, valentines day,

Macabre Love

On Valentine's Day,
Cupid's arrow drips with blood.
What a macabre love

by Tokollo Kalake |
Categories: birth, boy, emotions,

What's Wrong of Being Gay

Let us face reality,
gays are people like us.

Why do we kill them,
why do we torture them,
why do we murder them.

Do you like to see
the flow of the blood;
of your brothers and sisters.

They are humans like us,
they have rights like us,
they should live like us.

Because we are one,
we only different inside.

I know it's hard to understand,
but we have to face reality!

Let us not kill and torture them,
but let us live with them and love them.

by Shikahone Ikakuse |
Categories: absence, animal, death, dog, murder, people, pets,

Murder In June

Fangs, bloody and red
Tires, barren of tread
Fire, rising above
Heart, devoid of love
Skies, cloudy and grey
Price, too high to pay
Time, now has run out
Mind, filled now with doubt
Eyes, blinded by drinking
Brain, no longer thinking
Blood, staining the ground
Noise, then not a sound
Life, taken too soon
Warmth, gone now in June
Dead, left on the road
Man, a life taken now owed

by Richard Palmer |
Categories: forgiveness, hope, religion,

The Solution

Eyes without vision,
Minds without thoughts,
Bodies moving like zombies,
Living,but playing no part,

Following bad company,
Wasting precious time,
Another great young life,
Charged for murder,numerous crimes,

Living a cruel,bloody life,
Leaving many in sorrow,
Flash-back,things you have done,
Makes you afraid of the shadows,

Possessive in love,
Consumed by greed, 
Controlled by anger,
The ALMIGHTY,is what you need...

by Albert Ahearn |
Categories: spiritual, , cute,

In Initio

I’ve been here since the beginning in some form or another. I’ve showered the earth with molten lava and quenched it with wind and sea. I grazed with dinosaurs and was eaten by their kind; Yet I outlived their demise. I emerged from the sea as Man executed the first murder the young earth had ever seen. His universal love and hate defined by incongruous beliefs. I am Truth, which is the distinction: endless beyond His own extinction.

by Janine Lever |
Categories: history, inspirational love,

'jack the Daw' In Lancashire Dialect

'JACK the DAW' (In Lancashire Dialect)

Struttin’ and Puffin’ his big chest out,
The streets all clear, when he’s about.
Inside all’doors, waitin’  for’ thump
Families quake and animals jump!

Mam goes to’ door, money in hand
Shakin’ as she stares at his black neck band,
She dares’nt look in his blue black eyes
They say there’s murder an’ spent-up lies.

We just hear his voice, raucous and loud
“Your rent, your rent!” he shouts out proud
An’ all the street kids play
An’ all the street kids say,
Jack the Daw walks down the street
Jack the Daw with his great big feet
Jack the Daw, if he looks your way
Run away, run away, run away, run away!