With edge-rusted nails I dig deep
this brown and hard earth
that's covering your final lying place.
With each digging movement I make,
I release a roar of madness,
it echoes around this graveyard,
ringing songs of sadness.
I throw dust, dirt & tears around
as I move my arms frantically to dig.
My face is contorted with anger,
sickening blind memories.
Finally reaching the wooden tomb
with the force of madness I uncover your face.
There, lying the reason of my disgrace.
How I hate the expression on your dead lips,
though these you have no more.
A corpse of a devil is sleeping here.
I pick your bones and lick them
tasting the remains of your rotten flesh.
Then
silence..............
Crack!
I break your bones and eat the brain.
Tasty, oh tasty revenge!
For you've died and left to rest,
leaving me in your shame,
broken
deadly walking.
Over & over asking street stalkers:
How could he
bury alive my little baby?
Author notes
Just another try with dark poems. I had the thought of a digging grave for a while now.
A mother who seeks revenge from her dead husband because he killed his daughter when she was just an infant.
Thanks for reading!
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wierd
this poem was going somewhere but then kind of led off on a random path. Yes, it is dark, and yes, it was intresting to read but very bizzae indeed. Eating flesh of human bones? Ok.
Thank you for the entry anyway,
Well done, best of luck
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weird, lol definitely weird, the thing about this poem i have to criticize is perhaps the randomness of the rhymes
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This is DARK indeed,,,, again I compliment you on being able use such imagery and take use to such a place,,, thanks
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wow
this poem is amazing...it made me cry! its so sad!!! i loved it.. -
Holy sweet lord...this is dark and freaky...I was really traumatized...but also spellbound. The images you placed in my mind will not soon be forgotten.
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Well done sis!
This IS very dark... I LIKE IT
. Well done. This left me thinking and actually made me somewhat sad. Great poem.
Your sister,
Sydney
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Intense
Dark indeed. attemp - accomplished.
Well written.
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Oh my! This was dark indeed. But very wondefully penned. I like the words you used here. And the imagery was just whoa! The flow was very good!
"With each digging movement I make
I release a roar of madness
It echoes around this graveyard
Ringing songs of sadness"
^^ This was my favorite stanza!! I absolutely loved it. Good work
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My dear god! Insane!!! Amazing! Sickening! Somehow, I think this has a history to it, like how people in I think the 16th century would bury their daughters alive because the women would mean that the family's a disgrace. Beautiful, and lovely.
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