Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!
Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com    Poems On Site: 198,500+   Comments On Poems: 427,000+   Forum Posts: 105,000+
Custom Search
  Welcome ! Home  ·  FAQ  ·  Topics  ·  Web Links  ·  Your Account  ·  Submit Poetry  ·  Top 30  ·  OldSite Link 22-November 00:40:31 AEST  
  Menu
  Home
· Micks Shop
· Our eBay Store· Error Submit
 Poetry
· Submit Poetry
· Least Read Poems
· Topics
· Members Listing
· Old Site Post 2001
· Old Site Pre 2001
· Poetry Archive
· Public Domain Poetry
 Stories
· Stories (NEW ! )
· Submit Story
· Story Topics
· Stories Archive
· Story Search
  Community
· Our Poetry Forums
· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

  Site Help
· FAQ
· Feedback

  Members Areas
· Your Account
· Members Journals
· Premium Sign-Up
  Premium Section
· Special Section
· Premium Poems
· Premium Submit
· Premium Search
· Premium Top
· Premium Archive
· Premium Topics
 Fun & Games

· Jokes
· Bubble Puzzle
· ConnectN
· Cross Word
· Cross Word Easy
· Drag Puzzle
· Word Hunt
 Reference
· Dictionary
· Dictionary (Rhyming)
· Site Updates
· Content
· Special Content
 Search
· Search
· Web Links
· All Links
 Top
· Top 30
  Help This Site
· Donations
 Others
· Recipes
· Moderators
Our Other Sites
· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

  Social

dESTRUCTION aRT

Contributed by Damon_Maynard on Sunday, 6th October 2002 @ 04:15:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



This place seems dark and dusty,
And smells of stale stones,
People don’t say too much in here,
As all their lips are sewn.
They’ve been made to fill the blood well,
Something put the fear of hell in them,
Flesh means little to them anyway,
They’re all just tiny skeletons.
They say when you’ve been here for some time,
You’ll pray to be alone,
Away from spit and pools of self,
Organs, hate and bones.
Invisible flames reach for your face,
To try and strip you skin away,
The freezing touch of razor cuts,
Counts away your blackened day.
A thousand darkness candles,
Make this entire world turn dull,
Overwhelming pleasure decadence,
Brains entwined into the skull.
They pass the plate around the hall,
And collect some new infections,
Tortured and stabbed, burnt and bound
By my own intestines.
I find myself here covered again,
In tyrannies scolding soil,
So quickly a brand new plan is etched,
More quickly a plan is foiled.
This endless maze of mine screams out…
Something like completion,
An argument and it begins,
White blood cell sick depletion.
A blunt but a diseased blade,
For a shock into the system,
In the end this bleeding moon,
Was always to be my victim.




Copyright © Damon_Maynard ... [ 2002-10-06 16:15:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





Advertisments:






Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem


 
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.
Re: dESTRUCTION aRT (User Rating: 1 )
by Carrie on Sunday, 6th October 2002 @ 11:29:22 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
THAT was amazing. Wow. You have a real talent. I will now search this site to see if you have more to share. Keep up the writing. You have new fans!


Re: dESTRUCTION aRT (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 02:37:27 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Corrupt and decadently so.

Thoroughly enjoyable.




While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com