#eaten poems on Hello Poetry

Erin Suurkoivu Oct 2020

I live with
holy sunshine—

but I wake to weep.
In the sun,

shadows stretch
long behind me,

where some things ought to
remain buried.

I did not go digging you up.
Bees do not normally

nest in skulls—
but I know

they hum in your head,
dripping honey of me.

Gentle wolf,
you came in the guise

of a friend.
They tell me that they would have

rescued me
as you made your advances—

except
they were never there,

in your lair.
And by that time

I had already
been eaten.

All that exists
between us now

is a history;
the guilt that still

weighs on you,
and poetry.

And if your guilt ever becomes
too much for you to bear,

and if you ever feel like
confessing,

my poems can be
your Hail Mary’s.

#littleredridinghood #littlered #gentlewolf #friend #eaten #guilt #honey #confess #poetry #hailmary

King Jan 2019

eaten away

I’ll eat you away
Painful thoughts and fears
Destruction at the bay

You have no time
For time has been lost
Devoured by grime

The greens of poison
The ashes of December
The bellows of paranoia

All will be lost in the void
A whirlpool of corruption
All to be destroyed

Vortex of illusion
Spiraling to conclusion
Valley of the end
Lack of comprehension
Eaten in the vortex
Swallowed whole
Eaten away

#self #love #monster #eaten #vore

JonahAlonso Jan 2018

Parasite

Have you ever wanted to die?

I have
I have wanted to die for such a long time
That the wanting became a part of me
When i was young despair fell into my lungs like a liquid
And i couldn’t get rid of it
Tiny lungs filled quickly
And they couldn’t handle when my face reddened and my pulse quickened
So much so, that as i wheezed out of consciousness
I hoped and prayed to never wake up

But i always did,
And as i grew
So did my lungs

Instead of being full they were only a third of the way there
I wasn’t so suffocated but i could still feel it stir with every breath

To me the world had always been a sad place to be in
Everyone was always searching
For something bigger
Searching for something better
For more
Because having what you have was never enough
And loving what you love was never enough
Even being who you are was never enough

The sadness was engraved in me too
The sadness was a wax coating over my body
And it made it hard to move

Hard to feel
All my senses were muffled
And it left me so unsure of everything
About my feelings and how others felt about me

So that even friends were not really friends
Because relationships make people delve into each other

And how could anyone delve into me if the wax
That had once been a thin coating was now protruding limbs?

I was alone
In a planet full of people
In a life full of companions
And in a family that was kind but neglectful

One day, gruesome thoughts began
I wanted someone

Anyone

To feel the despair and the sadness
Much like i did
To make them wheeze, to make them numb

I wanted to tear them apart

Floating in in the pool that became an ocean
Of my very own psychosis
Twisted me into the very thing that was killing me
So i could prey on another
And start the cycle once again

There's a parasite in me,
That's eating away at my mind
My sanity
And my soul

I hope to end this with me before it's too late

the madness will engulf you if you let it.
fight.
because your life depends on it.

#dont #let #yourself #get #eaten #alive

cait-cait Dec 2014

to be wed

your taste lingers thick
on my tongue,
like the wedding cake
placed before me;
half-eaten, and
mostly smeared,
as i think of what
he could've done for me,
but didn't

i went to a friend's fancy greek wedding and the cake was terrible. i can still feel it in my stomach, yuck.

#wedding #thick #done #tongue #half #eaten #linger #smeared #wed #couldve

Rockie Nov 2014

Judge

Judge, Jury and Executioner
Grudge, Unruly and T-Rex Dinosaur
Munch, Lunch and Gulp

Yours truly,
The Judge, Jury and Executioner eaten by the T-Rex

Just something random that sprung to mind XD

#judge #lunch #dinosaur #eaten #jury #gulp #munch #executioner #t-rex

Asa D Bruss Oct 2014

The Dirt

The dirt on my fingertips tells me I’ve been living my share of life.
Barefoot weather under forests boussom and twilight’s singing.
Passer by on agile chronicles of all perfectly ordinary everythings
slips off at the hint of fraction, contradiction, restriction.
Short and Primal-Stooped can nothing but ordinary days
be spent wandering: lessened by the shell of much disgrace.
Found no where but the ground we tread, and the blood we’ve bled.
Calling out to stones or Screaming at the air,
To find our names in the pidth of every nothing we have yet to see.
Often the clue of exactly why
we paint on the face of every
needless, ditty, grotty, blathered, ******, accursed, body ****** like a worm into the cold ground
to be eaten by time as a morsel.
Oh what a blessed blessing be it to be Mortal!

#life #death #blood #air #mortal #mortality #eaten #dirt #primal

Poetic T Aug 2014

Repugnance (Senryu)

Resentment devours
The essence emptied now hollow
Till there's only a shell.

#hatred #empty #jealousy #shell #hollow #eaten

Daylight 4U2C May 2014

We could be (a family)

People diein' on the streets.
****** puddles at our feets.

But we could be a family.
We could be a whole.
We could be together.
But no one could be cold.

If we could live on an island,
no hate,
no guns,
no war.
We'd look back and wonder,
what was it all for?

People diein' on the streets.
****** puddles at our feets.

Gangs,
tempts,
nudes,
exempts.

We sit at desk,
eating or eaten.
we laughed at or laughing.
beating or bleedin'.

We know the truth, but call it cruel.
The cruel one is we, the blind fool.

People diein' on the streets
****** puddles at our feets.

Who shot the most guns?
Who then killed them all?
Who didn't mind a casualty?
Who could be responsible?

"Not me!" we cry,
"I'm a good soul."
But even if we declined,
can I be told where they go?

No one WANTS to die. For someone to do it, there will be an opponent. A THREAT. That's what this poem is about.

#go #poem #truth #war #hate #alcohol #eating #cry #die #happy #not #im #thats #good #be #people #true #bad #wrong #mind #drug #if #i #the #are #fool #soul #and #what #this #could #me #one #on #*** #family #wonder #guns #no #blind #last #was #about #it #laughing #its #together #guilt #idea #do #even #for #to #but #sometimes #never #have #cruel #is #cold #live #wars #know #back #whole #who #we #call #someone #all #so #island #they #by #moments #killer #there #at #most #an #our #how #reasons #beating #will #parents #without #then #shot #look #may #bullies #wants #where #robbers #them #knows #desk #told #justice #streets #many #sit #your #can #governments #****** #killed #or #known #anything #eaten #responsible #didnt #opponent #laughed #threat #gangs #caused #puddles #dealers #diein #feets #wed #tempts #nudes #exempts #bleedin #casualty #declined

Funny poems Apr 2014

Bad luck Brian

In London zoo a lion escaped
They forgot to lock his cage
It disappeared into the night
Hungry, filled with rage

Poor old Brian had lost his job
His life had hit the skids
His wife moved in with his mate
She also took his kids

He hit the bottle pretty hard
He started to get ill
His grandma died, he got the call
Turns out she had a will

She had millions in the bank
And she left it all to Brian
But on his way to cash the cheque
He was eaten by a lion.....

#death #funny #brian #bad #lion #luck #adult #will #kid #eaten

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