#monsters poems on Hello Poetry

Matthias Pantaleon Jun 2015

I make a lot of enemies without intending,
They outnumber me greatly with their size
but they cannot withstand the wrath of fury;
I come ****** but unbowed to these wimps

Hence, they unleash a band of Anthropophagus
Well, I have the ***** to slain these monsters
The sight of them is infuriating, less frightening
I gave them something to mourn - I have to

Again, I walked away from the battle unbowed
Because I have what it takes to **** a mockingbird
But, it didn't make me feel better or worse
I have to put up with them and their excesses

Now, you will understand why I never turn to see
who stab me in the back - it's not worth turning

#knight #bravery #courage #fearless #monsters #enemies #nobility

Bintu Tunkara Jun 2015

Monster

We all stopped looking
stopped looking for the monsters
the monsters we saw in the movies
the monsters that we thought were going to get us
the ones we thought were real
they are real
they will get us
but they are not under the bed
nor are they in the closet
oh no
they are not hiding behind the curtains
they are hiding inside of us
so BEWARE

#monsters #hunting #creepy #lifelesson

aviisevil Jun 2015

Lullabies of screaming men

charred guns and bones
burning upon the ground
in the deep of the woods
nothing but silence all around

no screams or whispers
dead people can't talk
the hunters have fled
angels had gone on a walk

men have been killing men
from the dawn of their birth
and they will **** them all
so us all can rest in dirt

even the one's with hearts
them mothers and children
everywhere there is a wall
and there's no place left to run

and in the noise of those guns
erasing yet another name again
all but the lords and their sons
everyone will bathe in this rain

do we know who we are
or that what we have become
monsters eating monsters
and we cheer for the one

those guns don't bleed
they melt by the rotting flesh
In all the poison we keep
we only ever bite ourselves

and fall asleep to never wake
in lullabies of screaming men
screeching metal tearing half
but no one listens to them

some are put to rest by guns
sometimes by an unmarked stone
someone's head is on a pike
somewhere midst of charred bones

men dying for other men
falling asleep for the dream
not a tear to wave good-bye
for being the angels
that they have been

only a slaute of the guns

Notes (optional)

#war #monsters #soldiers #martyred

Ambiguous Frizz Jun 2015

Utmost Immunity

Some peaks of dark fall these monsters learn to ebb.
I wonder where they go or will they ever draw.
And what I hanker for is hear from them no more.
As blankets do not succour,
Even pecks,
or sweet ***** holds,
Dispatch or scuttle
Dingy veil these ghastly voices love to warble.

#freedom #anxiety #feel #monsters

Julia Elise Jun 2015

Lonely?

Now, as I look upon this empty room
I am alone, but not quite lonely.
Voices carry on, with no face.
Footsteps with no person.
What I have realized is.
There is no one left.
Everyone's gone.
I'm alone.
Again.
But.
They're here.
The room, full.
Joyous laughs ring.
Yet, I'll still wait here.
It's not terribly strange.
Although not alone, lonely.
Nobody here to help me through.
What a strange feeling lonlieness is.
I may become completely secluded.
Wondering what may become of me.
Fighting for even a fresh breath.
It's what I always wanted.
Once again, here I am.
All alone at last.
I am happy.
All alone?
Until.
Wait.
No air.
Tiny space.
You're nearly gone.
What is happening?
Merely the side affects.
Don't worry, you'll be fine.
Unless you give them control.
Them you may ask? Don't be silly.
There are voices inside of your head.
Reminding you how pathetic you are.
Always twisting up your insides.
You can try to ignore them.
Your only companions.
They never leave you.
You believe them.
Comforted.
Someone.
Cares.
Enough.
To even talk.
To you anymore.
That is not how it ends.
Oh, well, maybe it could be.
There will always be loneliness.
Not everyone will fight for their soul.
Then, the lonlieness will attack again.

Not quite sure how this happened.
-about the battle of loneliness.

#feelings #depression #lonely #sadness #alone #monsters

Maddy Van Buren May 2015

moving out

you say I like change
But insomnia leads to insistency
And all I've spent time doing is retracing my steps, questioning my own lucidity
Drove down the avenues I used to think we're cool
hung around my old friends who used to think it was cool
to pop the advils I kept on windowsills
in case I needed a reminder of
why I don't like pills
and I still don't like pills
Because they burn throats and make me forget the anecdotes I said in doubt
But visions of the future make me forget, regret instead leave these hazed clouds
And this monster clawing at my door,
Praying of an unholy meeting between us
now I can say that I'm sure
That the change is the enemy
But it doesn't want me,
I watch everyone around me go nameless, faceless, bleed
Disjointed, contorted see this reality fade black
All I've ever known changes, but I'll try
and I'll try
to keep a faith intact

#drugs #lost #gone #leaving #moving #monsters #departure

Nicole Dawn May 2015

Nightmares

I can ignore my demons all day,
But as soon as I climb into bed,
My monsters come out to play.

I wish I could sleep, but there is no way I am risking another nightmare

#sleep #demons #night #nightmare #tired #monsters #risk

Ashley Singh Apr 2015

Monsters Inside Me

The voices inside my head are taking over.
These u-u-uncontrollable quirks I have.
My eyes twitch as many times as a heart beats after doing a triathlon.
In my head of runs a marathon of thoughts that don't belong,
things I can't do because they're wrong.
Within my blood stream flows 1.26 grams of dopamine given to me by doctors who don't know how to fix my situation,
only mix prescriptions to intensify vexation. Pharmacists eyeball me fearingly because I appear to be nothing but someone with chemicals wandering around into the little bit of a brain I have left.
Serotonin to regulate my mood, appetite, and sleep but I still only wish for all of this to be nothing but a dream.
All of this making my intestines mutilate, slowly dying inside as if I had Irritable Bowel Syndrome. Otherwise known as I.B.S. but I know for a fact that this is all just a bunch of B.S.
My enterochromaffin cells may just burst, I am often told.
If only I could tell what was real from what was fake.
For I also have A.D.H. - whoa! What's that?!
Sorry, where was I?
Oh. Tourettes Syndrome.
I guess I just twitch it off.
Maybe these are all figures of my imagination from the hallucinogens.
Who knows?
After all, I am a schizophrenic.

Any constructive criticism, guys Please feel free to say. By the way, I'm not a schizophrenic or any of the above, these were just some thoughts roaming my mind.

#frustration #schizophrenia #disorders #monsters #pains #internal #disease #prescriptions

Matt Berkes May 2015

Monsters

Humans are filthy.
Well some are at least.
The monsters are.
The ones who thrive in
Others' suffering.
In my own suffering.
And monsters and man
Live hand in hand
Because we're identical.
They saunter among us
In the guise of human skin,
Blending their words
To sound like ours,
Keeping their thoughts shielded
From escape
Until the right moment.
Monsters and men
Live hand in hand because
Humans are monsters.
And if we could just read minds,
We could tell them apart.
But then I think
What if I'm
One
Of
The
Monsters?

#man #thoughts #morality #humans #monsters

Connor Buckingham May 2015

Monsters

As a little kid, I was afraid of the monsters that were under my bed
Now they've come from under my bed, and into my head
Burying themselves, deep inside My thoughts
Buried so deep that they'll never be caught
My mind has changed, in a way that no one understands
I'm trying to pull my heart out with my hand
Because it aches and it burns me, they want it out
All they want I'd for me to rip it out.

This is a small poem about how sometimes the monsters under our beds, come out, only to climb inside our heads when we're sleeping.

#love #heartbreak #depression #pain #sadness #sleep #bed #happiness #monsters #loathe