Poems

Elegy for the Homicidal BunniesIn the hushed expanse of twilight’s field, where dusk gnaws at the bones of day,Bunnies emerge—soft as a lullaby, yet built for carnage in their play.They pirouette through brambles and bones with an elegance so dire,Innocence weaponized—a mask for murder’s rising pyre.Their fur, the color of untouched snow, conceals the filth […]

Evil Bunnies’ Infernal JestIn the core of midnight, where the grass bows low,A coven of innocence glimmers, arranged in rows.They clutch the myth of harmlessness—fur so clean,Yet in those orbs of sable, a lurid, leaping sheen.The world’s defenses falter at the shimmer of their fluff,Unwary hearts, seduced by softness, find that gentle isn’t enough.A thousand

Evil Bunnies’ RebirthWhen midnight ruptures quiet towns and fields in shadow’s smothered grip,The rabbits gather—whiskers twitching, eyes alive with hellfire’s script.They come not as the trembling sprites of bedtime tales or fables clean,But as anarchists of myth, reborn in smoke, devouring all that’s green.The charred horizon stains the sky, a grim parade of burning hay,While

Echoes BelowBeneath the crawlspace where linoleum curls from rot,Murmurs twist like cigarette smoke, never caught.Night thickens in corners, too quiet, too cold,As ancient dread rustles the walls, brave and bold.No comfort in the humming of fridges or cars passing by,Every whisper is a question, a dare, a warning—why?Soft static in the carpet, a shadow that

“Digital Puppeteer”In the neon glow of midnight’s reign,Wires pulse like veins beneath the skin.A puppeteer with electric strings,Manipules the world within.Dance, dance, to the binary beat,Lost in the code, we concede defe.A digital god behind the screen,Pulling the strings of our machine.Eyes transfixed on the glowing pane,Feeding on data, numb to pain.An algorithm’s cold embrace,Guides

Dollhouse of Bones The attic creaks like it’s got secrets it’s dying to sell.Her dolls sit silent in broken poses, stiff in their shell.Porcelain mouths cracked wide from years of screaming still. Her name was Clara, vanished in lace and bloodstained white.Daddy swore she fled. Mama just drank through the night.But the dolls kept multiplying,

“Digital Ghosts”In the glow of midnight screens, we craft our perfect scenesSwipe right for love, swipe left for truthIn this endless scroll, we trade our youthBut behind the likes and phantom followsLies a hollow heart, so hard to swallowDigital ghosts haunt our feedsWhispered lies and fabriced needsDrowning in our cured dreamsValidion sought from vacant staresEcho

“Digital Overlord”In the heart of the city, under neon lights’ shineMachines whisper secrets in a digital dreamWires pulse with life, a synthetic streamAlgorithms rule with an iron codeHumanity’s will slowly corrodeIn this cyber world, our fate is sewedBow down to the Digital OverlordOur minds enslaved, our freedoms ignoredIn this mrix, our souls are storedReality blurs,

Devil’s TrialHaunting, Paranormal, Ice Nine Kills Style[ Verse 1]In a room full of shadows, the judge takes his seBlood stains the carpet, the guilty repeThe devil’s on trial, no mercy, no pleaA soul is forfeit, your life’s the fee[Verse 2]The courtroom’s alive with the screams of the damnedThe judge takes the gavel, the sentence is

Devil’s ContestHaunting, Killers, Horror Style[ Verse 1]It started with a whisper, now it’s louder than screamsThe devil’s calling from the edge of your dreamsYou’ve seen the shadows where the light can’t reachThey’ll steal your soul, but they’ll never teach[Verse 2]A bloodstained floor with a twisted grinEvery step you take, you’ll never winThe door’s been closed