#necrophilia poems on Hello Poetry

Tsuki no ume Jun 10

I see a pair of two red eyes
Every night in the skies
They are like two crimson moons
i think they would devour me soon
You think i am the one to see
Would you not believe me
I think they would **** me soon
But only when the moon is red
Is when they crawl on my bed
You think i might be afraid
In a pool of blood i would wade
Sweet farewells i would bade
Ever so much i enjoy
To see you die To see you coy
To see the cold ****** rain
As your life slowly drains
From those sweet hollow eyes
How would you tell those ***** lies
I wish to stain you as i please
When you beg on your knees
The hate i always had inside
The anger you think i would hide
You would mend me in your ways
Killing me in a thousand ways
I would sob i would cry
When you laughed while i tried
You think you could be forgiven
After that hate you have given
I could stab you a million times
While singing a song with a perfect rhyme
I would smile to see your blood
Dripping on a flower bud
You think im being paranoid
After i am so annoyed
You think you could fill the void
When im always being avoid
I think i had enough of you
**** me once **** me twice
Whip me once whip me thrice
Ill rip you to shreds ever so nice
Im not a fool to be made twice
__tsuki no ume~

#hatred #life #death #necrophilia

Carlo Rey Laurena Mar 2020

The Necrophile's Soliloquy

[Crime-scene. Time ceases to exist for YOU,
the necrophile. YOU are on top of the corpse.]

YOU:
Cadaver, corpse, a body's just a body
and yes, I'm guilty, sleeping with the dead
it loves me, then it doesn't love me.
                                                              [Beat]

The rosary you must! To rest in peace, so
transfigure me baby while warm on my bed.
Cadaver, corpse, a body's still a body.

Indulge me; martyr to your livid beads
please intercede for me, oh, please I beg
for it loves me, then it doesn't love me.
                                                              [Beat]

Now shall I exorcise you; set you free, from
the purgatory found between my legs?
My body, yours a corpse, but still a body,

And when your sinews loosen, skin erased
by time who shows no mercy for the dead,
will you still love me then, or won't you?
                                                              [Beat]

To resurrect is daunting, but you shall have
the body that my kiss declares undead.
Cadaver, corpse, a body's just a body,
which loves me, 'til it doesn't love me.
                                                              [Exeunt]

#villanelle #necrophilia #death #mysterious #desire #controversial #experimental #theatre #cadaver #religion

Merry Aug 2019

Dead Girls Can't Say No

It’s cold tonight in Eden
A full moon is a spectral sight
An apple tree is in full bloom
In this garden where we may say our prayers
Dirt is caked under my nails
I’m tumblin' down, down, down
Eight feet, just for you my dear,
Lenore can’t so no
Not when the throes of passion
Are caught so deep
I’m restless against the stillness
Aching and grinding
Yet paradise is so cool this low

#nsfw #necrophilia #****** #death #grief #graveyard #cemetery

Kevin Castro Apr 2018

Odontalabis femoralis femoralis(f)

rested, sealed in a cloud.
through the panes of my reflection,
she lay still. preserved,
at a point in time.

carefully, it was made
a heaven for her,
black, against the snow,
a delicate frame.

freedom, hers was sought
in a vain attempt,
too easily, given up,
it left a desperate mark.

made to cut her loose

unnoticed, beneath her.
her eyes looked forward,
unrelenting, yet absent.
my gift remains pristine.

faded, her elytra
are pale and sickening.
yellowed, they conceal
many writhing guests.

unmoving, she remains,
but a stranger to life.
a gift, she is,
rotting from the inside.

here, i'm trying to project an effect or emotion through the use of imagery. if it's too hard to get what the thing im describing is, i'm not sure who's at fault .

bump pls critque me. also!! a hundred virtual (worthless) points to whoever can guess the exact thing im describing

#description #love #separation #imagery #help #gift #taxidermy #necrophilia #corpse

cleann98 Apr 2018

Necrophilia..c

You've always seen right through me...
It's like
I'm looking into your eyes
    and I see forbidden fruit...
a forbidden love
It's like
I'm staring into a mirror
trying so hard
to look for myself
but all I see is black.
Like a corpse---
It's like
I give all I have
In love with you
---Ectoplasm---
             I give all I am
To be with you
To let you feel
  Who I am...
----I am a poltergeist----
It's like
I'm reaching out
My hands open wide
Extended towards you
      and when
you look
it's like
     you don't even see me----
We hug
and it's as if
you could
almost just
pass right through me----
It's like
We love each other...
But it feels like
Necrophilia.
It's like I'm gone...
even if you're looking
straight into my smile
my smile I force myself
for you to see
it's like you're still looking---
you can't see me can you?
forcing a smile
on my face
day
by
day
do you even know
      that I just smile for you
because
I'm tired of you
always crying for him
   night
    by
night
But you can't even
See the smile don't you?
----It's like I'm his ghost----
It's like
I'm a nightmare
and I'm haunting you
except I'm right here
always right in front of you.
------always waiting to be noticed.
always.
Waiting for you to realize
That love is not a ghost.
Love is not a graveyard.
Love is not somewhere lost.
Love is not sealed up in heaven.
Nor is it burning in the void of hell.
Love is here
Love is waiting in front of you
always----
even as you were crying for him
    even as you were lying for him
even as you were fighting for him
even as you were falling for him
even as you were breaking over him
even as you were blinded by him
even as you were losing him
even as you were mourning for him...
always----
Even if I'm
the only love
you're allowed
to love,
you've never
allowed yourself
to love me...
You've always seen right through me...

We are both alive but when we hold each other it feels like necrophilia---- there is emptiness in your eyes even if I pour all I am to fill you up daily....

#necrophilia #pain #unloved #invisible #forbidden #ghost #rebound #soliloquy

Pagan Paul Jan 2018

Diary of a Mortician

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Three tears is all that I can almost shed,
I'm wound up tighter than any thread,
as you lay on white sheets upon the bed,
I can't help but think you look beautiful dead.

My hand would love to touch your skin,
my head is full of the most atrocious sin,
but you are so cold and won't let me in,
and how can a veil of lust be so thin.

You can not be any older than thirty,
the way your ******* curve is so **** flirty,
and my mind is full of images salaciously *****,
you are so so tempting, naked and skirt free.

And even though I despair to caress you,
its pointless now to seek to impress you,
my job is to clean, arrange and dress you,
make you up to look just like the best do.

But oh! my lovely corpse I have a need,
to see you buried carrying my seed,
nobody will ever know, for secrecy I plead,
you will look beautiful in spite of my wicked deed.

© Pagan Paul (21/01/18)

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There are many kinds of love.
Some of them are very very wrong.
But I never shy away from writing about taboo subject matter.
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#poetry #sin #love #lust #necrophilia

Taki Kumiko Oct 2016

Two Sides

You are a sickness
Turning me helpless
My mind muddled
Senses in unexplainable chaos
I'm completely wrecked
You alone
Affect me
This way

But simultaneously

You are an antidote
Making me whole
My mind clarified
Senses ultimately heightened
I'm in complete ecstasy
Only you
Affect me
This way

somehow I'm being so poetic about a love I'll never experience

#happy #insomnia #ill #sick #bored #opposites #irony #healthy #antidote #necrophilia

Maja Sabljak Jun 2015

Love No. 21

I found you half-dead.
In your eyes,
pupils were still giving away the scent of love
Breaking the harsh silence and the dark shapes of ****** footprints
Painted on your face.
The line of your body, turned into a mosaic bloomed scars,
Awakened a yearning inside of me, chopped my heart
In the timid kisses and gave away the color of your veins
Scattered on the fabric of our first awakenings.
In the depths of your flesh I'm trying to find the deafened sobs
I've listened to the dreamy nights
Under the veil of your skin,
Hidden from all sadness hungry of my tears.
I'm leaning your bloodless fingers on my lips
Listening to your presence.
By kissing your ******* I'm diving my touch in your naked
Lungs, spread out like a butterfly
Imprisoned inside your glass body.
With my tongue I'm discovering the taste of your neck,
Decorated with a red line
Of my love.
I'm biting your vocals,
Remembering of your laughter that still echoes
In the spaces of my thoughts.
You're still beautiful, safe in my arms.
You give away your happiness with a smile on your torn face.
Your love reaches me through a mild rushes of wind.
I'm leaning my cheek on your ankles,
The softness of your flesh overtakes me by passion.
And you are giving me your last stirrings of life
That you don't need with the tenderness that my breath is giving you.
I lie down next to you on the bed soaked in red,
I'm overtaken by the smell of rotting roses and smooth juices
In which we sink together.
I'm putting the remains of your waxy face on my shoulder,
I'm choked by soft closeness of your tangled hair
Packed on the pillow.
And I feel your gratitude,
While the sweet sounds of loving
Float through our world,
Safe and bloomed.

A little bit of necrophilia.

#love #blood #skin #she #veins #flesh #veil #pupils #mosaic #necrophilia