#grisly - Hello Poetry

The moon is casting, Light upon the floor. Where I lay waiting, Waiting, For the knock upon the door. For men in suits, With big black boots, Who will take me away for sure. Because the moon is casting, Light upon the blood stained floor. Where I lay beside him grinning, Grinning, Beside my husbands corpse.

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Apr 2, 2014

Apr 2, 2014 at 10:29 AM UTC

byanka-belanger

****** ******

The moon is casting, Light upon the floor. Where I lay waiting, Waiting, For the knock upon the door. For men in suits, With big black boots, Who will take me away for sure. Because the moon is casting, Light upon the blood stained floor. Where I lay beside him grinning, Grinning, Beside my husbands corpse.

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haint gonna mock ridiculous science asper to be bled dark practices to leech out mailer daemons, not so laughable nor in cred double, when oppressed diabolical dread oompah loompah fealty l'chaim fled as hand grenades explode within my head mettlesome monsters make mercuric chrome dome feel like a led zeppelin with fractured stairway to heaven in stead... delivers me zombies, where angels fear to tread cuz, the devil and psyche did wed shotgun Swedish crow did house mafia style wrenched, wrested wretched mental state most intense (no croc) dial shattered, slewed, splintered sanity, thus practitioner with "FAKE" know how aisle apprentice Aunt Roadie, who will skewer me evil spirits den da deuce till I beak home one sacrificed overly cooked goose a burnt offering shish kabob no longer able to raise cane on the loose like a red bull rocky on the shoals of a frantically angry moose livid with rage (akin to diary of mad a housewife) entropy written, where death will be only truce pyromaniac qua ramshackle shanty (tinderbox) unleashes wicked zeal hellacious incendiary juiced ride up plies noisome rubbery odor, sans hot wheel along the outer limits of functionality explosions precipitate like drops of molten steel routing hunger, searing nostrils, tearing tenuous fragile tethered tendrils self cannibalizing via tooth and nine inch nail linkedin with nauseousness as thine meal exemplary asper full blown panic attack lodged within mine genetic blooper print deal.

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Apr 25, 2018

Apr 25, 2018 at 11:27 AM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

desperate call for a witch doctor

haint gonna mock ridiculous science asper to be bled dark practices to leech out mailer daemons, not so laughable nor in cred double, when oppressed diabolical dread oompah loompah fealty l'chaim fled as hand grenades explode within my head mettlesome monsters make mercuric chrome dome feel like a led zeppelin with fractured stairway to heaven in stead... delivers me zombies, where angels fear to tread cuz, the devil and psyche did wed shotgun Swedish crow did house mafia style wrenched, wrested wretched mental state most intense (no croc) dial shattered, slewed, splintered sanity, thus practitioner with "FAKE" know how aisle apprentice Aunt Roadie, who will skewer me evil spirits den da deuce till I beak home one sacrificed overly cooked goose a burnt offering shish kabob no longer able to raise cane on the loose like a red bull rocky on the shoals of a frantically angry moose livid with rage (akin to diary of mad a housewife) entropy written, where death will be only truce pyromaniac qua ramshackle shanty (tinderbox) unleashes wicked zeal hellacious incendiary juiced ride up plies noisome rubbery odor, sans hot wheel along the outer limits of functionality explosions precipitate like drops of molten steel routing hunger, searing nostrils, tearing tenuous fragile tethered tendrils self cannibalizing via tooth and nine inch nail linkedin with nauseousness as thine meal exemplary asper full blown panic attack lodged within mine genetic blooper print deal.

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Ghastly, the night is interrupted Shockingly, an intruder opens the door Desperately, searches something Fortunately, finds it and makes his escape Vigorously, I run after him Eventually, it is a brawl and a terrible coincidence Painfully, I’m knocked by him Hastily, he locks me into a dark room And runs away with the anonymous precious item With half-open eyes, I get a golden glimpse of the item Badly, I shed gloomy tears for I could do nothing Confusingly, I ask myself questions Of the strange golden item Of the misery I’m suffering And most importantly, of the mystery man Luckily, I see a window in the room perfect enough for me to break through Struggle is needed and I try not to lose hope I shatter the glass with a wooden block and make my way I land at the entrance of a graveyard Hurriedly, I tip-toe to my house until the horror gobbles me down I’m safe now But something still bothers me Something that doesn’t let me sleep A notion which says that the intruder will retaliate And probably, threaten me until I beg for death

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Mar 31, 2019

Mar 31, 2019 at 5:25 AM UTC

shiv-aradhya-yadav

Mystery,Misery

Ghastly, the night is interrupted Shockingly, an intruder opens the door Desperately, searches something Fortunately, finds it and makes his escape Vigorously, I run after him Eventually, it is a brawl and a terrible coincidence Painfully, I’m knocked by him Hastily, he locks me into a dark room And runs away with the anonymous precious item With half-open eyes, I get a golden glimpse of the item Badly, I shed gloomy tears for I could do nothing Confusingly, I ask myself questions Of the strange golden item Of the misery I’m suffering And most importantly, of the mystery man Luckily, I see a window in the room perfect enough for me to break through Struggle is needed and I try not to lose hope I shatter the glass with a wooden block and make my way I land at the entrance of a graveyard Hurriedly, I tip-toe to my house until the horror gobbles me down I’m safe now But something still bothers me Something that doesn’t let me sleep A notion which says that the intruder will retaliate And probably, threaten me until I beg for death

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