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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An Innocent Prisoner’s Life

An Innocent Prisoners Life short poem

An innocent prisoner in the cage, Waits for his age to pass, He writes something on a page, I think those are count of the days, Which he is spending in the cage, When the sun begins to set, He

Moon’s Shadow

Moon’s Shadow short poem

The path was becoming pathless after seeking the deluge. Gunslingers were climbing on trees to shoot the white doves. There were ice needles in my eyes to check the inheritance of height. Desires move with a feline grace, lynx-eyed. You

Letter To My Child

Letter To My Child short poem

You ask if I believe in God. I think He’s left us all alone like sweaty children in a mall, searching for our mothers. But one glance at your tenderly upturned face, I can only breathe of white angels, gossamer

Wilderness Encounter

Wilderness Encounter short poem

A masterful bull elk in prime condition the massive monster’s high spirited bugle reverberating out across a vast valley high in the Cascade Mountain Range. Wapiti’s harem meandering about on a pristine alpine meadow with the grand master on full

Make Believe

Make Believe short poem

The skin drifts: explores the trash: Atlast the path was liberated. Each leaf becomes a face of a felled tree outside the wisdom; you make death on water. Accidental – reversal of pathology, a hospital expires in bed; peace was

A Very Hurt Poem

A Very Hurt Poem short poem

Last night moon was following me discreetly, skirting behind the trees. A white splendor drips, like a dropped coin on poor’s hand. Did you see the blood on roses? The petals were wounded in rain. Casual violence spreads in the

Vibrations

Vibrations short poem

The battlelines were drawn. While drinking the sun I set myself ablaze A hooded dilemma of his kindness starts boiling in chaotic dissonance. A backlash stops a self-search. Who am I and why do I belong in the spinning of

Overpowering

Overpowering short poem

Oh and after all this time I’ve known you it never did cross my mind that you could be the one for me, was it Jupiter or was it Venus that has opened the door to love now after all

Tiny Yet Grand

Tiny Yet Grand ode

Smiles that crinkle the corners of their eyes, Hugs that squeeze the life into my heart, Mountains of joy, Rivers of love, Growing and running for the skies up above. Hands to reach and play, explore, Feet to ground them,

I Never Promised You A Rose Garden

I Never Promised You A Rose Garden short poem

I won’t forget the times when I made roundish letters in blue-black ink as if I were crushing blackberries perfumed and wild and in the eyes of that man by chance it was always the same Toulouse-Lautrec painting with my

A Lost Soul

A Lost Soul short poem

A fire of passion Burns inside me Eyes twinkle in mischief Longing to explore The bond of unknown. Heart pounds within As the lost soul Awakens the love From pain to delight Of my lively self. The pulse of passion

Space Time

Space Time short poem

The Fermi Paradox: Where is everyone? The Universe is nearly 14 billion years old say those in the know. Enough time to populate our galaxy they say! But is this really so? The elements in our bodies were created in

Do You Hold A Pen In Your Hand?

Do you hold a pen in your hand? So do you hold a pen in your hand? The moment you do, you take a new stand. You not only write words in a rhythmic way, but your emotions can even

Invisible

Invisible long poem

What does it mean to be invisible? Is it when others have no problem talking over you during school, have no problem looking right through you into something they personally find worth paying attention to? Is it when you feel

Coin toss (decisions)

Coin toss (decisions) short poem

Carrying a satchel all along inside of which are , decisions un-taken I run up and down Scaring away my evil cravings and all the immoral that the world taught me I focus too much on not doing bad (wrong)

My Curriculum Vitae

My Curriculum Vitae long poem

Flicking through the paper an advert caught my eye, I hesitated slightly as I almost read right by, “Space Cadets required all across the nation” The job was made for me so I sent off my application. “Experience required” I

Statues of Snow

Statues of Snow short poem

After a while, the world moves on. Bodies crumble like ancient statues, memories fade into the void of oblivion and time. We look at our lives closely, and see they are like winter snow. Every moment of our lives unique

Cattle To The Slaughter

Cattle To The Slaughter short poem

Full to the burst, then some more; mass tending to infinity, space shrunk to a bore. Milked by human greed, coerced by animal need; bodies cursed, souls crushed, cattle to the daily slaughter. Past imperfect, future tense, Tomorrow = yesterday;

If Tomorrow Never Comes

If Tomorrow Never Comes short poem

Said you’ll see her tomorrow, When all she hoped, was for you to hold her a moment longer… Today. You thought you’d make it up to her next time, When all she craved for, is your time… Today. You gave

Fall Fall O Water Falls – Poem By Shuvo Chakraborty

Fall Fall O Water Falls   Poem By Shuvo Chakraborty long poem

Fall, fall, o water falls From peeping cliff of mountain walls Fall, o fall. Angel of heavy downpour. Thy careless treading on shapeless stairs Burst out in very next delve Laying bare the weary water slope. Lass of joyous birth

The God

The God short poem

“i am no Ram, i am no Rahim, I am no Jesus, i am just your dream”, I am the thought, i am the fear, Sometimes in your smile, sometimes in tears. I am not a father who till the

Memories

Memories short poem

I loved the way you kissed me Remember, You were awake the whole night just to see me dream. I can still feel your tear on my lip; the one you wiped when you thought you would lose me You

Mirage

Mirage short poem

Evanescent be the vision I see, ephemeral be that which I seek.. But I search for I ought, for without it, I am but nought. Not for an answering soul, but for the manifestation of that which I conceive; a

There Is No Life Without Love

There Is No Life Without Love prose poem

But to fully know love you must love yourself. And that is one of the hardest loves to know. To love ourselves is to find ourselves worthy, worthy of being a part. Worthy of being connected. To love is fully

Lips

Lips prose poem

These lips felt a first kiss These lips tasted chocolate and lipstick These lips pressed against a windowpane… My lips smart from the sting of cold winter’s air My lips so parched; dry; chapped…the hot summer sun left it there

Chatter Boxes

Chatter Boxes short poem

While out hiking through a wilderness cathedral enjoying the absolute peace and tranquility of Nature A rapid duel breaks out totally destroying the peace. A squirrel, and two stelerz jays on the opposite side of this pristine clearing are scolding

Laziness – A Curse

Laziness   A Curse short poem

Of all vice in the world under discipline Laziness – a Curse – is like a Saccharin. Sweet as pipe, sonorous as violin Wicked as a snake, ill-mannered as Bedouin; Laziness creeps in secretly body within And remains there undisturbed

Cheers

Cheers long poem

Happy happy happy happy new year Welcome to the New year Goodbye to the present year The first Cheers of the new year is dedicated to you my dear The faces looks unfamiliar who is who none do know what

My Space

My Space short poem

From a subdued, quiet daughter, To an unruly boisterous teenager, Accepting the transformation with a straight face, Whilst, trying hard to find my space. The hectic turbulent college days, The intermingled greed for love and appraise, Wanting to be a

Amazing How The Time Flies

Amazing How The Time Flies prose poem

Amazing how Time elapsed Just yesterday it seems I was playing with other kids in the sand To day I see myself coughing and trembling at the dust of the sand I feel I am not even a competitor to

Sometimes I Cry

Sometimes I Cry long poem

Got to keep it real but sometimes I stare at the four walls that steal I like to keep it all in until it starts to get heavy No toke of a smoke on a blunt to implode I suffer

To My Distant Special Friend

To My Distant Special Friend short poem

For my distant special friend….. I mocked you often Whenever you said we are special friends I asked what does the word Special mean You never explained Now I know why I laughed at you my special friend Never realised