A Halloween Lover's Tale
Haunted by him
A beast of a man with a rotting tongue to kiss and a touch as cold as the grave
Left with no choice each Halloween I must surrender to his most unnatural of carnal desires
Lower myself into a vat of flesh eating worms and die all over again
Over and over again
Wicked fate has decreed this be the wedding night we dead live through at least once every Halloween
Evil groom with an ax to grind into his lying bride whose secret lover she never met that night
No mercy and no rest for two wicked souls rotting together forever more in unholy matrimony
2008 Ramona Thompson
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Internal Bleeding
Rot Alone. Destiny,
killing the souls of lives at your feet.
Dead to its fight.
Hell as they said.
Killing the darkened rotting fate.
Fate. Rot Alone. Bludgeoning hell.
Finding their souls and returning to dwell.
Killing and bleeding tightened as one.
Killing the darkest rotting fate.
Rot all lesions.
Glory. Rotting, plowed.
Dead he's killed your soul.
Glory. Rotting flower.
Kill.
song performed by by Obituary
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Iternal Bleeding
Rot alone, destiny.
Killing the souls of lives at your feet.
Dead to its fight.
Hell as they said.
Killing the darkened rotting fate, fate.
Rot alone bludgeoning hell.
Finding their souls
And returning to dwell.
Killing and bleeding tightened as one.
Killing the darkened rotting fate.
Rot all lesions.
Glory, rotting plowed.
Dead hes, killed your soul.
Glory, rotting plowed(plowed echoed) kill.
song performed by by Obituary
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My Phantom Valentine
Chocolate and roses red left at my door
With only a note to proclaim to me
The truth of this romantic holiday is that I have
A secret admirer of my poise and my beauty
One who has long sought to give to me
All of their heart and all of their soul
So as I sit here and ponder
Writing out your anonymous tale
I wonder
Oh yes, I must confess that I do wonder
My Phantom Valentine
Do tell me
Who are you?
To dance the night away
So sweetly
So very tender a embrace
In my arms
That is where and how you say that your dream of me lives
Together forever
Our souls and our hearts bound by destiny
Decreed by fate to be
One forever more
Torn apart never
I must confess that it is my secret longing too
To linger always at your side
My Phantom Valentine
All that I could ever want
All that I could ever need
In this lifetime or any other my love is you
That much I want you to know is true
Me and you
From this moment forward
I am yours
If you will be mine
All I ask of you is this
Show me
Show me that face and kiss me with those lips
Those lips and that face that belong to just one man alone
The man who is you.....
poem by Ramona Thompson
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Rot Stuff
Sittin' here eatin' my heart out waitin'
Waitin' for this funeral to end
Dug up about a thousand graves lately
My tastes are what some might call
A little more then just off the wall
Lookin' for some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
I want some rot stuff baby this evenin'
Gotta have some rot stuff
Gotta have your corpse tonight
Rot stuff
I need rot stuff
I want some rot stuff
Lookin' for a lover who's 6 feet under
Don' t want another night on my own
Wanna share my fetish with a cold blooded lover
Wanna bring a dead man back home
Gotta have some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
I want some rot stuff baby this evenin'
Gotta have something cold
Gotta have something rotting under me tonight
I need rot stuff
Cold rot
Lookin' for cold rot
Rot, rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot
Rot, rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot
How's about some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
Gimme a little rot stuff this evenin'
Rot stuff baby
Gonna need your corpse tonight
Rot stuff
I need something cold and rotting
Lookin' for some rot stuff
Wanna make love to a dead man tonight
Sittin' here eatin' my heart out
No more listening to this funeral march can I do
Won't waste another night or moment on my own
I've dug up about a hundred graves baby
I'm bound to find somebody as horny as I am tonight
Gonna have some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
Lookin' for my rot stuff baby this evenin'
Need something cold and rotting under me baby
Gonna need your corpse tonight
Rot stuff
Rot stuff
Rot stuff
Rot stuff
Rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot
Rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot
How's about some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
Lookin' for my rot stuff baby
Gonna need your corpse tonight
Rot stuff baby this evenin'
I want some rot stuff baby tonight (yeah)
Wanna have your rot stuff baby this evenin'
I want some rot stuff baby this evenin'
How about some rot stuff this evenin'
poem by Ramona Thompson
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An Ode to Halloween
I am new to writing poems and I hope I can learn from all of you.
By the way, I learned how to write this kind of poem because of
An Ode to Christmas. Thank you very much!
An Ode to Halloween
When you see a child
In a costume scary and wild
You know it is Halloween.
When kids go trick-or-treats
And get lots and lots of sweets
You know it is Halloween.
When the trees give up their yellow leaves
And the dead give back their R.I.P.s
You know it is Halloween.
An Ode to scrumptious snacks
An Ode to skeletons that clack
An Ode to Dracula
An Ode to tarantulas
An Ode to Halloween
An Ode to the year’s best time
An Ode to clocks that chime
An Ode to Halloween
Lasciate ogni speranza voi ch' Entrate
Lasciate ogni speranza voi ch' entrate
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here
For with 1000 men before you has she laid
Now unlucky number 1001
You shall be the victim of her most carnal lust
Out of control
Your fate taken out of your hands
Caught
Trapped in a whirlwind
Here comes that S.T.D. troublemaker now
Sexy sex addict
Ruby red lips pouting and whispering
So seductive
So fatal
Too bad you did't listen
Because 6 months from now the truth is gonna hit and hit hard
One simple test
Three all too harsh words
A death sentence
Lasciate ogni speranza voi ch' Entrate
A warning lover that you should never have ignored
2008 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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Ivan
Part of the psychic poem project. If this touches you, please let me know.
Thanks
I've got a secret buried somewhere deep inside of your haunted home that was once upon a time my own
Violence and danger seek to bury it just like they buried me 35 years before
A warning to you tonight I give to beware those who seem just a bit too curious about you and your new home
No one are what they seem
Beware dark intentions from friendly sources!
2008 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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A Pirate's booty (Halloween)
Halloween is approaching, oh what a sight
All the creatures that roam on a Halloween night
This year a “Pirate” stakes a claim above the rest
Guarding her stash of candy, in the old treasure chest
Of those who wish to take it are beggars and thieves
The streets are full of them, like the fallen leaves
They run off with the loot, like strangers in the night
Leaving nothing but the trail of their red taillight
10/24/11
poem by Rhonda Baker
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On Halloween
On Halloween the sky was scarred
With full moon stuck, a piercing shard,
Within a hole, the eye of night,
Above the smell of death and fright,
Along a bone laced boulevard.
The corpses, dragged from crypts unbarred,
The flames, they gazed, with pale regard,
At roasting rot, a blood soaked sight...
On Halloween.
The bones, they blanched within the yard,
Again to have their evening marred,
By ghouls and fiends who rip and bite
With claws and fangs which drip delight
While gorging flesh, so slightly charred...
On Halloween.
poem by Terry O'Leary
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I Am A Wicked Child
Mother mary come to me
Cause I am a wicked child
I have sinned and I am so confused and I am a wicked child
I am a wicked child
I am the devils son and I wish I could be good for you
I walk a crooked mile
but I wish I could be good
I wish I could be good
If I could have kept the straight and narrow
If I could have kept the straight and narrow
And not have broke your heart
Not have broke your heart
Now I wake up in the night
Lying on my bed
It's tugging at my arms and legs
Like I was a marionette
Send baby Jesus
Surely it is time
Send baby jesus
Let him radiate his light
Radiate his light
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and I deserve to go to hell
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song performed by by Radiohead
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Oh Horny Night
Erotic parody of the Christmas classic, O Holy Night
Oh horny night
My lover's glow in the dark condom is brightly shining
It is the night of my first sweet orgasm's birth
Long do we plan to lay panting and lustfully moaning
Till the dawn appears
We will make the most of what this night's worth
A thrill of desire
Our sweaty bodies rejoice
For yonder breaks thru my hymen a new and glorious moaning
Oh how he adores
When before my man
I fall to my knees
Oh hear the rising of erotic voices
Oh on this night so divine
Oh on this night when a virgin's first orgasm is born
Oh with a man so very sexy and divine
Oh on this night, this night so very delicious and divine
Pantie lines my man shall break
So gentle and caring will be my lover
And in shouting out his name shall my fears shall cease
Sweet groans of joy together we'll share in greatful chorus as we
Explore intimate secrets inside and out
Moaning one another's names
Oh my lord!
Don't ever let him
Don't ever let him stop
Oh no oh no
All the sweet and tender things he is doing
On this night, oh on this night so delicious and divine
Oh no oh no
On this night, on this night so delicious and divine
Oh no oh no
On this night, on this night so delicious and divine
2008 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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You Are An Example
The works of the flesh,
Sex is being practised openly everywhere!
The carnal mind of the people,
Nakedness is being exposed freely everywhere!
But the works of the flesh is always like fools on a roll call.
Compassion, kindness and mercy;
Live as an example for others to learn from you,
And do not live according to the flesh.
Life is like a half dead man walking at times,
And love is like a half dead woman walking around too!
But try to live according to the spirit than the flesh always.
Look at th diseases aound us,
We have to come out of the world and learn to live better;
For you are part of it and an example of it!
So let us make a better choice and live like,
A woman who cannot forget her missing child:
For the carnal mind i vanity to all the things around us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Halloween
Masquerade, masquerade
Grab your mask and dont be late
Get out get out well disguised
Heat and fever in the air tonight
Meet the others at the store,
Knock on other peoples door
Trick or treat they have the choice,
Little ghosts are makin lotsa noise
But watch out. . .beware--listen. . .take care
Chorus
In the streets on halloween
Theres something going on
No way to escape the power unknown
In the streets on halloween
The spirits will arise
Make your choice, its hell or paradise
Ah--its halloween
Ah--its halloween. . .tonight!
Someones sitting in a field,
Never giving yield
Sitting there with gleaming eyes,
Waiting for big pumpkin to arise
Bad luck if you get a stone,
Like the good old charlie brown
You think linus could be right
The kids will say its just a stupid lie
But watch out. . .beware--listen. . .take care
Chorus
Listen now--we are calling you. . .
And there is magic in the air
Magic in the air. . .on halloween
Black is the night full of fright
Youll be missing the day
What will be here very soon
Changing your way
A knock at your door
Is it real or is it a dream
On trembling legs you open the door
And you scream. . . .on halloween
Darkness
Where am I now
Is there anybody out there
What has happened
Am I in heaven
Or is it hell
I can see a light comin
Its comin nearer
Its shining
Its shining so bright
Its shining on me
I am the one, dooms in my hands
Now make your choice,
Redeemed or enslaved
Ill show you passion and glory
He is the snake
Ill give you power and abundance
Hes the corrupter of man
Save me from the evil one
Give me strength to carry on
I will fight for all mankinds
Deliverance and peace of mind
But watch out. . .beware--listen. . .take care
Chorus
Yeah, its halloween
Yeah, its halloween. . .tonight
song performed by by Helloween
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Always The Bride, But Not The Groom
Always the bride, but not the groom
that is what I became
when I went to a Wedding in October.
We went to the wedding,
then along to the reception.
I stood talking to a couple of friends
and the bride rushed in and said to me.
“Dave look after these for me“
She then commenced to hand me
her bridal bouquet and handbag.
One of our friends Donall
gave me a hug and kiss
and asked me to marry him.
His partner Janice grabbed her camera
and took a photo of me,
bridal bouquet in one hand, handbag in the other
and a lopsided smile from the mouth ulcer I had.
Right there and then I became a bride, but not the groom.
20 November 2008
Author’s note:
I dedicate this poem to:
Janice Windle (who took the photo)
Donall Dempsey (who planted the kiss)
Tara (the real bride for dropping me in it.)
poem by David Harris
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Dead Prayers
hearts trek
feet travel to the road
leading to unknown tombs
forgotten by the winding clocks
never remembered by the heart
and troubled souls
reach the unpainted walls
of a moss decorated crypt
and the dead souls
shouts dead prayers
only the dead can understand
what are halloween prayers anyway?
for uncaring bones
became stout by the earth
addicted by the rain of forgetfullness
and drugged by dreams gone wild
of wisdom lost
in a maze of unknown heavens
in a hell never found..
yet it is Halloween
so hearts still murmur
souls still recite
dead prayers for all
dead souls
encaged on dead tombs
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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Rotting Ways
Terror fills My mind
Cannot prevent what's mine (revenge was mine)
Silence life thats...
Fearing the souls of fate
Death decides rotting ways
Rotting Ways
Fear of death the signs from below
Rotting Ways
...
The fear has come beyond the rotting ways
Now the time writes down the days
They're coming for the glory of the kill without a sound
Mystery... back into the ground
Terror fills My mind
Cannot prevent what's mine (revenge was mine)
Silence life thats...
Fearing the souls of fate
Death decides rotting ways
song performed by by Obituary
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Halloween Day
My life, just got grim
My life, on account of him
You had a chance
You could have made it again
Are you really gonna marry her on
Halloween day
Halloween day
Your wife is torn apart
Beware of her haunted heart
I thought you had a chance
I thought youd make it again
I never really thought youd marry her on
Halloween day
Halloween day
And somethings spooky in the pit of my heart
And somethings stirring in the trunk of my car
My name(? ) is itching on the roof of my houses(? )
Dont go out
Dont go out
Dont go out after
Go out after dark
After dark
After dark
After dark on
Halloween day
Halloween day
My life, just got grim
My life, on account of him
On account of him
On account of him
On account of him
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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A Swift Abortion
Crying teardrops endless
On my guitar
Romeo came along
Whispered sweet in my ear
We had a love story
So unlike any other
So wrapped up
Enchanted and spellbound
When Romeo ask his Juliet to be naughty
I smiled so shyly and said yes
Never believed
My Romeo could ask me
To lie so cruely
Now I sit here
Writing this warning song so bitterly
Never ever say yes
To hiding away a popstar lover's most damaging secret
Cos all it's good for is a broken heart
Squeaky clean
Not so very much
He's not
After that one wonderful weekend
Just before we fell apart
Just before my lovebug's bite
Turned deadly mean
Punished what could have been
For daring to threaten his rising star
So much important to him to be number 1
A plus on the scene
I did it
Same day that he ask
Forever I will live to regret it
Wish I could
But I can't
Bury the pain of it
So stabbing
Just like a knife
Through the music of my heart
Busted this time
Beyond all repair
2008 Ramona Thompson
Fiction only!
poem by Ramona Thompson
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My Halloween Spirit (The Ghost That Carries The Jack-O-Lantern)
From my childhood and now to adulthood
I always knew when to expect you
I always knew when you'd come around
Because you're a part of my lifetime
You're my halloween spirit
Even though you're dressed perfectly as a ghost
While carrying a jack-o-lantern in your hands
Even though I've gotten older
You still inspire me to celebrate Halloween
As well as keeping on instilling a love for me of Halloween
The years keep on flying by
But every year since my childhood
You still know me
You still remember me
You still inspire me to celebrate Halloween
As well as still encouraging me, to have the love that I have for Halloween
Even after all these years
poem by Justin Gildow
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Why Should I Believe In Christmas?
Why should I believe in Christmas?
When in all my 30 years upon this God forsaken earth
I've never had even one
One present
One brightly shining tree
Nothing
Nothing at all
Why should I believe in Christmas?
When I'm not even sure there's a God
Much less a Santa Claus
Maybe that story of a baby's virgin birth was just fiction
Plain and simple
Nothing more then an old wive's tale
Spun to keep us all happy and in place
For at least one day out of the year otherwise so very depressing
Why should I believe in Christmas?
When this bottle is my only friend
This needle my only high
I have no lover
No child to hold in my aching empty arms
No reason to feel any kind of joy at all
I'm just dead and cold inside 24/7
Why should I believe in Christmas?
When no one seems to believe in me
When the gleeful, jolly faces we all wear
Are really more then mere masks
Masks made to hide our true evil demons and cruel holiday wishes
Merry Christmas and happy holidays, yeah sure
There's no such thing
Never has been
Never will be
At least as far as this poet is concerned
2008 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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