Event Robot

Write you're most sadistic poetry/rhyme/dirty limric or whatever you come up with off the top of your head oh and have fun...there are no limitations

blood red and pungent
the body on the floor
shattered skull
amist the burgandy pool
eyes glazed staring
the shattered frame
picture of the uncaring
bitch that stole his heart
fingers outstretched
in agony
the body on the floor

a world without hate
a world without crime
a man walks alone
drunken and blind
down desolate streets
he's burning in hell
just one lonely sound
a funeral bell

he's been beaten
he's been bleed
he was alive
now he is dead

but it's a world
without hate
a world without
crime
the man walks
alone
he's biding his time

when all shall rise up
from the depths of hell
and all of the people
shall run from the smell

of foul drunken beast
and souls that were taken
you're gonna be next
oh don't be mistaken

there comin for you
and they will not stop
till you're soul is burnin
bottom to top

38 have looked; none have written. Surely someone out there knows at least one dirty limric

Th boy stood on the burning deck
His back was to the mast.....

the aussie girl droped to her knees
said I'll have to make this fast....

And the rain came down,
on the bloodstained ground,
bodies everywhere,

But one man stood,
black cloak and hood,
and he didn't seem to care,

He stood there silently,
looking down at the earth,
then a body rose up.
a sign of rebirth,

Neither alive nor dead,
was shovelhead Fred,
a zombie was he,
with a song stuck in his head,

"Amazing Grace how sweet the sound,
that saved a wretch like me",

The last words you heard,
before he broke you in two,
and feed on your flesh,

Then he'd keep movin on,
that song in his head,

...to be continued...

dude your shit is amazing and i know what u r saying, i tryed starting one of these, and it bombed so bad,
but here is my stuff

my freeform writing is fucked up, so i call it freebase

OK
this one is called

Apocalypse is Ours

An icy cave, doom lives here, and hell lies in its stead.

Man is choked out as winged nothings feast on salvation.

Disgusted by their ability to do nothing as nothing becomes them

Eyes liquify to the sights and sounds of humanitys constant man rape.

But nothing is more grotesque than the shell of ones self humanity has become, for we have become the monsters of myth,

Hell has become us, but it will not have us,

man is ugly.

Humanity has superceded death, for we all die a little each day.

sometimes living hurts more than dying, and we will all wish for death long before it takes us.

We are our own apocalypse, our demise is our own and the future is our choice, but only we can save us from our own humanity.

i cant rhme mine in verse and shit like u can, but if i could id be writting songs till my fingers bled

if you liked that heres more

Dreamer Deciver
______________

Reality, my lifely essance sucked from my body like a sponge.

Trapped in a swirling hell of i dont give a fuck.

Sobering horror of the life and times of an average joe robot stuck on auto pilot.

Not thinking and not feeling clearly, clearly true to myself, or my understanding.

What is this. Is this life? the real world, the land of those who gave up.

Why do we reside here, why do we give up and let our demons take us.

When did our dreams lie down and die? the endless fasad of reality.

The beatdown and submissive rape of our wildest and mildest dreams, this somewhere were hope grows and dreams die.

In the end our dreams leave us, their bastard sons, the shell of a man that they once knew, who drown in that last drink of whisky sour.

A man that once was and was no more...

no more to dream...

no more to feel...

only to die

anyways thats what ive got

if u have any more for the love of god post them ! lol

In retrospect I most regret,
killing her out of neglect,
and suffering her no more,

Cause loving her I do regret,
was something that was never met,
and this is why she's lying on the floor,

I'd had enough,
enough of hate,
feeling crazy,
my mind was raped,

An with a hammer,
I gained respect,
an insight to life,
I'll not forget,

I take this in,
in retrospect.

"Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law" ~ Aliester Crowley

So as the sun sets,
on cobbled streets,
a stranger walks,

Head bent low,
head to toe,
dressed in black,
through town he goes,

He seems familiar,
to those who see,
dressed in black,
that man is me,

I've with purpose,
a calling if you will,
too rip open flesh,
to destroy to kill,

I'm delivering a message,
to those who will listen,
when your body lay dead,
your eyes they will glisten,

I'll tear you apart,
I'll suck out your soul,
and when I'm done with you,
you'll go down in a hole,

Summoned to hell,
where my master awaits,
'cause your fuckin ass,
ain't meant for the gates,

You'll never see heaven,
and you'll never meet God,
you'll just be another,
piece of the sod.

She sighed as she unzipped his jeans
& said "I'm gonna make this last"

She grasped his shaft with silken fist,
she stroked it fast,
she kissed the tip,

She licked the whole
Then gave a nip

Before she knew it,
drip,
drip,
drip,

Oh ni-ice!!

She looked him over & said with a smile
You look like you could could last a while