Gory Poems

Gory poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of gory poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on gory are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Expressionless

Expressionless short poem

A silent war with oneself devouring all the cells, the gory remains of words and grainy kisses of tears. A curved hook in the mouth to start a prayer for the freedom from whispers of brand and labels: liberation from

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The Land Of Sunsets

The Land Of Sunsets short poem

Time goes by. As slowly as a grain of sand. Excruciatingly so, as I lie Awaiting you to understand. The colours filling the horizon, Are not just pretty sights. To some they are, The path of dream lights. To some

I Live

I Live long poem

It was dark it was dread! It’s a place of death in death; Hole in hole of wholesome hole It was a place, full of dole- Penciled picture past damn hell: Seemed it vague, which eyes can’t tell But the

Yukon Call Me Panic

Yukon Call Me Panic ode

Vane glorious and absolutistic, though I defiantly, cavalierly, and blithely attest Yukon bet your (laugh-in) sweet bippy mine acidic breast houses anarchic, anti-poetic ballistic, barbaric, and bubonic cannibalistic demons within thy safely guarded Pandora chest atomic cesium clock timed to

Do You Have A Conscience?

Do You Have A Conscience? long poem

Do you have a conscience? Do you have some care? Do you keep some secrets, or one you cannot bare? Do you know the answer? Do you know the why? Do you think you need a simple, solid, alibi? Do

No Roof For Reindeer

No Roof For Reindeer elegy

Page 1. the celebrated sailing frog from Montgomery County went a court’n, or so the tale iz toad to a grand ole mansion built around 1910, and e’en ‘pon being razed ~2012 ah no dummy sea worthiness still plainly showed,

The Passion Of Christ

The Passion Of Christ long poem

It’s not My will, but Thy will, Let Me die on the cross for their sins, And My blood pave way to eternity; Yet My Soul is sorrowful unto death. Abba, take away this cup from Me; Yet if it’s

Curiouser And Curiouser

Curiouser And Curiouser ballad

The case of the killing of Humpty Dumpty Who caused the death of that silly Numpty? What was he doing up on that high wall? And who or what had made him fall? Scotland Yard and Interpol Were on the

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The Twilight Zone

The Twilight Zone short poem

The day bleeds slowly, blots across the blackening sky, red drips into the nothingness, darkness overpowers the light; I fly back to my lonely nest, hunted by the crescent moon, only the stars offer me sight, I long to be

Pave Your Own Path

Pave Your Own Path short poem

To be free Is to be me Without a care Do I dare? Would I run? To have fun? Would I flee To find me? No commands No demands No rules Away from fools “Don’t take a risk.” “Tsk, tsk,

Days

Days short poem

There are no profound thoughts Lurking in wait Biding a moment Of introspection Analysis and conclusion Life’s pages are lived On a daily wage Of bearable work Endurable enjoyment Surmountable aftertaste Of egoistic flights Contained for the day By compliance

Grasp

Grasp short poem

I took a deep breath And reached into the bag of my heart. Before I exhaled. I took a step in thought. This gift I have for you, it’s not like I have a receipt for it. Hoping that you’ll

Beauty

Beauty short poem

In the dust storm a discarded moon sat in my lap. Then internal rhythm crashed. Amorphic I would not find the music of words translated into a kiss. Gold started weeping in my hands. The clouds will rest after committing

Sailing

Sailing long poem

Assess the world upside down—literally— Standing in the doorway— Then upside down—in the apartment on Prescott St— Through one’s legs—everything Makes about as much sense As anything ever does. * I am hoarse with the contrived implications, Weary with the

I Am Beige

I Am Beige short poem

And painted so Although I am instead Just red Around the corners of my nose Where the nostrils bend inwards Towards the life giving mucus To germs and what not I am also Black with dirt Under my otherwise Surgically

Ghost Of Light House

Ghost Of Light House short poem

I am a nomad of thousand unsettled dreams. a leaning tower of tortoises approaching to my shore to lay their eggs of pain and prickles. a seagull fetched her paranoiac food from my bleeding liver . let me sleep on

Where Is Humanity?

Where Is Humanity? short poem

The grey-haired die of hunger, the children’s’ store full of food, While still breasting, death snatches her mom, She faces the wrath of her step-mother, what crime is she paying for? While still nurturing her infant, the shadow snatches her

On A Walk In He Park

On A Walk In He Park short poem

Version 2 changes On A Walk in The Park One day on a walk in the park we ran into an arc of the past with a start You ask how many years have passed more than fifty hold fast

Photographs

Photographs short poem

Think a bit, how may be It is loved, could never one see Deep down into his soul It carries thirst of melancholy Wishes wrapped in thuggish threads Coming out of the hellish sea, Trees of these photographs Are said

Let Us Take Another Road

Let Us Take Another Road short poem

Let us take another road. The boundary was not clear between crime and pardon between disease and murder. The cleft in the ravines had hidden the rifles and landmines when we were busy in worshipping the rock face with folded

Eternal Love

Eternal Love short poem

Misusing his wealth An emperor has made Fun of our love, So my dear! Never call me here Meet me somewhere. The lady-love Peeped into her love’s eyes Found pain in them And heard his heart’s cries. Eye to eye

Love Sonnet 221

Love Sonnet 221 sonnet poems

I’ll gladly share Dreamland with you always, Not to reserve one bit for others’ use, But make its days smolder and nights ablaze, And keep each of us as love’s recluse; We’ll shut the storm from blowing through each spring,

All That I Want

All That I Want short poem

Photo by aesedepece All that I want Is to sit and listen to you talk I want to fill my soul and my being With your words and your expressions All that I want Is to watch your eyes Lighting

Walking Time

Walking Time long poem

It was the Walking Time again The time on which to ponder Wonder, wander Across the wild heather and heath Coals, greys, hints of blue are above Looking down as if there is nothing beyond A blanket, envelope Surrounding and

Wilderness Sanctuary

Wilderness Sanctuary short poem

On a tapestry of alpine wildflowers A variety of butterflies,from big Monarch To tiny mauve colored and dainty,flit about From flower to flower. Wild roses creating an aromatic boundary Around this pristine alpine wildflower carpeted Meadow. Truly enhancing! Sunshine, flooding

My Heart

My Heart prose poem

As I’m slowly drifting away. Do you even care that our memories are fading away? Feeling like this it’s like a new invention. Was breaking my heart your true intention? Now when I mention your name I drown in a

Nero

Nero short poem

Can’t you feel it the heat is rising attacking my pores emptying them out like a trash can onto a rubbish heap. Can’t you hear my screams silently as they seemingly echo around this arena like Nero calling for more

Better Than The Best

Better Than The Best short poem

If I was a plant, the bird would come and drink the water sprinkled on me it would be more sweet than the water of a holy river. If I was a tree, the bird would made a nest on

Angel’s tears on my pillow

Angels tears on my pillow short poem

The world’s a bit colder, The nights are silent The storms that are brewing They seem just like me, Violent. I killed another soul, It bled to death at my feet. I didn’t do much but, my sword, I did

The Way

The Way prose poem

I never took the easy way,never took the pleasing way buried my Conscience and dug up my essence on the way Fallen heroes,friends and foes I met along the way, found peace the strength that kept me walking was released

Happiness-a Mirage

Happiness a Mirage short poem

Dream not happiness feel the happiness If unhappy now feel you will be happier later If happy now think you will be happy ever If in a composed mood maintain the composer while in Ecstasy as well as in turmoil

The Bullfighter

The Bullfighter short poem

A red rag and a toreador came sweeping on the stage. Many people came to see the sword hit a deadly blow to the bull that was bred to live in rage. It was the old story of the animal

Mockery

Mockery short poem

Entering into deathless trance the moon was galloping across the clouds, clad in blue winds, for a spiritual encounter with the sky. A saint in making, a grandson of god, retreats in a religious retreat to taste a forbidden pain

My Soldier In Heaven

My Soldier In Heaven short poem

It gets harder and harder each and every year I return to the wall and feel your spirit near You went off to war and never came home Don’t know how I can go on and do this alone I

Destiny

Destiny prose poem

Destiny —– Is it really the unseen something Determined by omnipotent fate As it is ofttimes defined ? Or just a quasi dream Propelled by intense desire That doesn’t let you sleep Even when you are really tired It’s truely

Disguise

Disguise short poem

Disguise In our age of awakening Believing in ghosts or devils has become foreign To the consciousness Astonished at the progress of technology Empty minds even can not become devil’s workshop Refused to become But sensitivity realizes that Devil has

Doon Afternoon

Doon Afternoon short poem

Crisp eucalyptus leaves Pale green, redolent with a spicy aroma Some just shards of the palest beige A fragrant carpet underfoot With every step and every breath. Perched on the branch Of the lichee tree Rough barked Black ants tickling

Hand Gloves

Hand Gloves short poem

today i am not one whole, placid; blood streaked globe of full moon was hovering over me all night to freeze a ruined landscape, i was not ready for the departure, untying the knots of water, like the storm opening

A Shadow You Are, Hidden

A Shadow You Are, Hidden short poem

You are my celestial lover; A shadow you are, hidden from the rays of the sun and the moon, of the stars and the lamps, of lanterns and lightning. Clad in the blanket of the nights formless you are; a

Let Me Be A Brute

Let Me Be A Brute short poem

Tag me with a lie or Trick me with a sigh. Free me from truth and Let me be a brute. Fight me like fire or Let me be your desire. Grab me like a child and Drag me to