Best Sadistic Poems

Abandoned to sadistic streets,
A school room of sullen tears,
A little girl lost beneath
A blanket of rejection and fears
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Civil Wars, World Wars
Mass Killings, Killing Fields
Genocide, Terrorism
War is inevitable
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Frustrated

I felt frustrated
As I saw you
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Eyes color blind shut irritant to light,
egoistic visions blur the brain,
deter the mind from appreciating the virtues
in others, in the blessed environs
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The only way i am truly at peace is when i watch the blood flow
dark, thick, warm & flowing, even gushing
from my arms or the throat of another
relieving the pain for now
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Artificial breaths,
Like mimicking feelings of
Love with empty souls,
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I traced the road where you live and I didn't find the presence of your trace there
From Anyer to Ujung kulon, there were no remain about you
It's not even 1 year since the tsunami hit the north coast of Banten on there
It's not even 6 months pandemics yet to hit this country—like gold and diamond bijou
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What kids are watching on telly
are crimes and crimes in all variety!
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The soil which we plant our seeds
beautifully dangerous, remarkable creatures
strangely complicated, a delicate rare breed
shelters, nurturers, the definition of strength and warmth
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It can be in the roll of the dice - oh happy day! ! !
As in, perhaps, more than one address...
Anyway you look - it is a huge gamble...
When speaking of Pamela and this filthy mess;
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Have you ever walked on a sea of sand?
And thought it broken glass?
Have you left your heart in a barren land?
And be haunted by the past?
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Through her obvious and smug delight of face
We see through her sheer floral embroidered lace;
She is still such a true sadistic fool
Unsound & unwound - her thread bearing spool;
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Crimson eyes awaken,
as the smell of blood arouses,
I lie in turmoil wondering what has been,
yet I already know.....
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Common sense has taken it's leave - it seems
The brazen have lost all self control...
Shooting their poison arrows into our face's
With the continuation of an EVIL witches role;
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She is that seed,
which bore this humongous tree, and,
also the keeper who drained out her riches to all;
And we awarded her with blames of providing less.
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That's what I call the ones like you
That's sick. So disgusting. How can she? Why would she?
All those demonic tattoo's up and down her arms. A pentagram displayed as a portrait on her entire back. How did a lady like this even come to be?
The strength one can draw from the negativities from other's is wonderfully sadistic. So artistic. I would have it no other way.
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Her mind is a twisted mass of 'steel grey'
Some who know her say that she is quite peculiar
Her surroundings are embellished in mud and grime
It is her fervent aim to be a supreme ruler;
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Born for necessity
Born for another’s greed. Another’s need
Stuck here now in limbo
Hating me. Hating you
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Chimera knows about the dark side of the moon
Chimera knows many incantations
Chimera knows evil like the back of her hand
Chimera knows sadistic and savagery raise her
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No dream
could ever be
as sadistic as
the swift brutal pain
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White walls and steel gurneys-
Antiseptic fills the air-
Outside the OR in the waiting room-
The night whispers a familys heart-felt prayer;
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The things you see
They can make you bare the questions of curiosity
They can swallow the purpose of fantasy
And overtake your consciousness of thoughts
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If you be a hunter,
Besides being good marksman,
One needs sportsmanship.
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Sheer Selections in Six Selected Seconds
After having read his sweet sensational selection
the self has come to mind,
these lines to create for thine
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I let the man that stands before me speak, I listen to his words and listen tell he begins to bleed, tell the floor is covered in his liquid and his embrace on life slips falling to his knees he begins to choke, Choking on his own words as the blood spills from his mouth as his lies begin to kill him eating him inside out, tell there is nothing but a pile of clothes soaking in his blood.

My head begins to throb as I listen to the woman who stands before me, yelling at my mistakes and pointing a finger at my defeats I watch every movement she makes every step she paces, I tune out the sound of her annoying voice as she begins to quiver my hearing clears, She begins to gasp and cough I watch in utter amazement her tongue turns green her face turns blue her speech starts to shake and her body drops in front of me. Her eyes stare at me I stare back into her emptiness I see someone as sadistic as a murderer, she wheezes out one last word and its hate.
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Knives rip,
unwilling wrists.
As tongues touch
blades love.
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Is anything more cruel and inhuman?
A painful death for your baby in the womb,
The womb is a temple of worship and love,
And you make it a slaughter house!
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i am born to dear souls
though its not my choice
i got four siblings
being fifth is not my choice
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woman
at times loud and messy
like a parrot
with beautiful ensemble of colors
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Go to hell, pastor
I spoke with God
He told me that you were a chronic liar
Because you told me
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You gave food to me when I needed food,
you gave water to me when I needed it,
you touched my head and played with my horn,
I still feel your palm on my neck and on my back,
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Who shall I say-
the God!
When so many Gods we are surrounded with
on trees… in stones… in home… in hearts
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Jealous hearted sadist says bad words pointing out index finger
Not knowing that three fingers are pointing to him with thump finger up
Pointing to God who is the one who can decide by His judgement right;
Control-less tongue will drive one one day or other to a state of sadness!
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Yes I am rebel angel Iblis
with my invincible code triple six.
Like a robot rebelling against his master
I have revolted against my heavenly pater.
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...Long Down Primose Lanes
Stands the idle, moronic, inane-
...A sadistic lover of pain...
Most all who read-call insane-
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Foreclosed signs, dot neighborhood lawns
and boarded houses mark suburban graveyards
along the littered streets of bric-à-brac
lay corpses of the Jones's seared up and charred
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David Barrie, the notorious Jailor,
Created a record of atrocious crimes,
On the innocent Indian prisoners, whose
Only fault was that they relentlessly strived,
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Spirits roaming free, with untold secrets
Seeking answers how to re enter to exist
Love turned into failed dreams
Grievance and yearnings of the dear departed
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This is no fantasy,
No children's story.
I hunt a keen killer,
Who seeks sadistic glory...
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"I won't talk to you for a week unless you go to a psychiatrist."
And then she proceeded not to talk to me, play the 'silent treatment'
on me, not even answer my questions. Ignoring me completely.
Under the roof that I organized for us. Under the room mate situation
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Imagine, you thought of her as melty, dreamy, moving, lovely, seductive,
a sensual temptation. Imagine, and now she has scoured what seems like
even for that possibility to be enveloping you at all. As if she were avenging
and only empowered by being anything but what you might take solace in.
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By God's Poet Tom Zart! = Most Published Poet On The Web!


FIGHT YOUR BATTLES ON YOUR KNEES
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'Daddy, I...'
Shut up by hard labor for the night, my child says bye
That's when I take off my mask
Worn to show my child I'm strong-as if my tears are stored in a cask
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A very bold, responsible, dear sister
Her life too is a disaster
Marriages are just doomsday
For most us we women
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Kerri spread her velvet wings
And took to the sky to fly
Into nature and the light that was good
Deep through clouds of the azure sky;
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Were to tell about the men who feel jealous of anything and everything?
Openly jealous they speak words that sicken the hearts of others
And indulge in acts that are inhuman in nature by any standards.
Why are they behaving themselves so both in public and in private?
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On a night of July in 2014,
Exasperated, devastated, demolished by the
agonies conferred upon a poet,
he called his love at eleven o'clock in the night.
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Life is a game of bat and catch
Played by husband and his wife
On either side by stumps in pitch
While relatives and friends strife.
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It is a world they know nothing about. And you know that
by their profound and repeated displays of pure lack of respect.
You know they do not want to know and that they have had
things set up so that they will never have to know. You can tell that
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I so thought that that was over - so many years ago.
I thought that I had survived it-not exactly victored over
it but I survived it. I survived. I did not think that it would
be back to aggress and reafflict again. But this time I
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Tribute to thee dear Diego,
Tribute to your Godly game.
You were the captain of all,
Forward, midfielder, coach,
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Fingers of ice
stroking smooth skin
grotesque actions
about to begin.
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wait a minute
I'll start walking with one leg
Look at me how unusual
Like the moon without the sun
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i went in
watched how black has turned into grey and
how grey changes from one shade to another
believe me
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Soar beyond dear meadow
Reach the clouds so bright
Leave a kiss to the sunset
And bring a glorious sight
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The eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month,

Loaded with significance,
Charged with a memory of a reality
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Bedspread like black waves,
awaits the kill tonight;

Pillows like puce slabs,
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I don't understand?
What's not to be believed?
You have never been told the truth...
And now you are seeking clarity?
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(July 15)

We know who
the guards are
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Many years ago,
At the old horse and hound resort,
The antichrist of patriotism,
They forced us out and down to the pitches,
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Anxiety creeps thru the maze of my being
As sorrow overtakes my soul
A downpour of tears - a reflection of years
breaking my spirit - once whole;
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What can we say about people who indulge in rumours?
In a hurry they jump to conclusion and spread rumours.
Without proper knowledge, they infer wrongly all things
And basing which they create stories about others ever!
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Where there is love, there joy and peace lead life;
Due to exploitation of resources by colonial powers
Of the past, many under developed and developing
Countries are reeling under poverty in the world!
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Jaan, please no more pessimistic
Jaan, please one more optimistic.
Sweetheart, please no more sadistic
Sweetheart, please one more fantastic.
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True and good ones have nothing to hide and apply cosmetics to create some impression;
That is natural beauty and real beauty and that beauty is truth ever in the world of man;
They are like the temple statues of deities many ages old, yet ever beautiful to worship;
For, truth is God and that God is permanent to make impact in all unlike impressionists!
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Blinded yet so willing to see,
I find myself darkened by my stiff reality,
Eyes once bright have faded into coals,
Burning flecks of a pained Crimson soul,
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1. A Walk in the Desert

I seldom speak of this
And not to strangers
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They serve to preserve our forefathers dreams,
Prayers, visions and determination.
Risking all in pursuit of fulfillment of duty
To God, freedom, faith, honor and nation.
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His contemporaries called him "stupor mundi",
the astonishment of the world. Indeed, Frederick II
of Hohenstaufen (1194-1250) was an uncommon monarch.
This Holy Roman Emperor, King of Sicily and Germany,
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Sheer soestry in six selected seconds
After having read his sweet sensational selection
the self-has come to mind,
these lines to create for thine
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Midnight strikes: and the drawing din emits
an embryonic thunder, strolling momentarily
in the emaciated coppice in the bleached north end and flickers with the heartbeat of an earthquakes engine Lugging forwards freight cars and passenger carriages That arrive and embark in the blink of an auricle And I sit and listen with bedsores for jetlag
With only the haunting reframe of a memory
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You've bitten me with lust
And scarred my heart forever
But you remain aloof
Knowing I'll come back for more
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For your sadistic pleasure
Take away all my resources
Furniture, brick walls
Utensils, household items
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V-agabond I'm in the unconscious rule of life
A-round the world stage just I move
G-rounds to ground find same living tribe
A-ttached everyone with busy timing rope
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Everybody wants to save the world,
But nobody wants to help the kid do the homework!
Everybody wants to salvage human beings,
But nobody wants to help the lonely weak old guys,
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And so, along comes your mother's friend.
To save you with the Truth, to put the police inquisition
at an end. You have never met her before. You confuse her for
a whorr. She has a certain flippant attitude. Controlling, empowered,
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I just want to write a poem about a flower. None of this mantra
on sadistic power. Nothing about strategizing another's demise.
Sugar-coating a sneltzefeet into coming off just a sexy sleeze.
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I find it interesting when certain people cross my path and
start to diagnose their timing, sense of space and place, what
it is they seem to need to 'cross through'; understand what their
timing is. "That one" has most perturbed me. "that one" tends to
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Be careful. When you're not around, they treat your
children terribly. Your men, your army of men, I have
seen them treat your children terribly: leaving them in
cars without an adult in parking lots, stomping them as
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Maybe it takes a little bit of indifference to tell the truth.
Maybe it takes a bit of giving up to write a poem at all.
There is something else happening behind every poem.
Maybe a state of question; maybe a need for dominance.
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This was a long time ago but I think about the situation everyday.
And I write this out of an exploration, a discovery to understand what it
was that I shudda say. What I could have said to not have endedup essentially
dead. Reflecting on this instance nearly thirty five years ago. Strangely the
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Remember, they know NOTHING about that.
Remember, to them, you are ONLY somebody who they do not
understand the political perspective of. They do not care nor know
if it comes from the Heart and from something True that would be
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Granted, about some things nothing can be done.
Profoundly unfair, insulting, unforgivable- clearly
Absolutely No Fun! Life feels like a terrible shun.
Life has been vampired into strictly image- parading,
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And the stronger my secrets became, and the more sublimely and outrageously
their factor of miracles became, the more they competed with sadistic aggression
and destructive avengement and traumatic afflict.
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I am not going to pretend to be what i know I am not.
Yes, it is a temptation. And perhaps even a thrilling sensation.
But to make my identity about only a lie, to be that cruel
and sadistic and narcissistic is something I can not
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In The Know

Doctors are supposed to be your friends
The contradictions are glaring
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THE ARMOR OF GOD

Put on the whole armor of God
And soldiers we shall be.
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SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF WORLD WAR III

The White House
Washington
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Dog fighting
Just a sadistic contest
Two dogs put in a pit
Tearing each other to bits
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A Toreador’s career is not for me
Killing a bull for money and fame
Or the fans who with sadistic glee
Believe killing a bull is just a game
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Why do we allow the sadistic of soul
To behead people or burn them alive?
To sell young girls into sex and bondage
As the devils of darkness punish and strive.
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Death, violence and hate are to educate our souls
As love, faith and hope give us fulfillment to our goals.
Fear is the Devil’s most favorite tool of demise
Where our trust in Jesus makes us grateful and wise.
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I am a caged bird for so many years
The two legs are in tight chains
I always keep staring deep into the blue sky
And I wait eagerly for dawn of my liberty.
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The wrong some adults do.

The internet is full of news
Teenagers are committing crimes
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Depriving of all the things
Which flag of fame would you hoist
Having taken away everything from me
What else would you snatch out my Lord?
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My heart gnaws me down,
Shattering my all to the ground.
Human nature is treacherous,
Hindering in keeping promises;
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SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF WORLD WAR III

The White House
Washington
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Horror films that feature gory vampires,
serial killers and macabre satanic cults
attract throngs of fans to watch such movies.
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You 're the full moon of my nights
And the sunshine of my day
Like a queen upon her throne
You rule what I do and say.
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“TOM ZART’S POEMS OF CHRISTIAN FAITH”

By God's Poet Tom Zart! = Most Published Poet On The Web!
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