Writing Prompt
POEM STARTER
Write a poem about a curse, evil, or malintent.
An atmosphere of wickedness is a rarer theme in poetry. Have a go at creating a menacing tone in your poem.
Writings
The Curse
The vile one climbed up my spine,
each vertebrae shivering under
its slimy footwork.
The Other came soon after,
filling each empty cyst with
malignant blackness.
An omen flap'd red greasy wings,
and mounted on my shoulder,
whispering the old tongues.
Eyes of the beholder, the
diamond-pearls of yesterday,
are now forever dark.
My cloak against the boring wind,
I dig again into endless sand,
N...
The Hellhound
Beware the hellhound that stalks the night,
The eyes like fire at the edge of sight.
A thing of evil, pure malice born,
A maw of fire, within souls are torn.
A curse that chases you to death,
Removes from you your final breath.
A phantom dog with teeth like knives,
Devours good and wicked lives.
Beware, say I, of that hellish hound,
For what it seeks will soon be found....
Gratine
Mice and rabbits, an animal they ride
Skin them and remove their hide
Bottle up river
And don’t shiver
Stir the mixture nice and slow
Don’t set it down too low
Blood from a pricked hand
Perhaps the princess’s hair-band
Apply it to an arm with tan
And carefully wait for the next man
Don’t let them make a second look
Before you fish out the thumper with a hook
Make sure the victim is aware
Th...
Filthy “Angels”
There are those in life who want to look like angels
Those who want to be seen as absolutely beautiful, graceful, and winsomely charming
Those who are always determined to succeed
In really whatever, like playing sports, fighting, singing, or swimming
However, beneath their success and image
There is something off with these “angels”
With how they are by themselves, far from public
It is as if the...
Some Evil Spirit
Listen to this song,
You better listen!
Having a hard time,
Suffering from the pain.
You don’t clean my stuffs,
I will let you down!
Remember to do,
What a silence after all.
If you don’t give it me,
Let your parents know.
You took it from me,
Nothing left but myself.
Go and do your things,
Have your work ready.
If you don’t have on hand,
Your hands ready to be disabled.
Want to get out, how?
...
Moon
If the clouds would shift for an instant,
I would know there was still a moon.
I would look behind me and laugh because, how silly, it was only the wind,
And the pounding of my own heart, deceitful above all things.
The whisper of the leaves would change from "Run" to "Breathe", to "Stay", to "Slow."
But they have gathered tighter, the clouds,
The leaves, perfectly still because of course, th...
Permanent Goodbye
Double edged sword of love
Mighty or brittle
Euphoria or psychiatric hospital
Clean and sober
Chase the dragon
Withdrawal when it’s over
Blank stare like a window mannequin
I am my own prison cell
One way street
Self destructive and intrusive thoughts are permanent visitors when they collide and meet
In the box where light can never pierce
Invalidation forces isolation
Ransacked mind for t...
Garden Snake
Snake in the garden
Slithering and deceiving
Its prey?
A gullible and faithless soul
It thrives on
Evil and hatred
It can be
Poisonous and deathly
It doesn’t stop there
It bites and destroys
Wreaking havoc all around by
Trickery and treachery
Only one is able to put an end to its madness
And that’s the one who was born as
Fully human and fully God
To crush the serpents head
And put...
Love Always, Heroin 
In the shadowed alleys of the mind I dwell,
A bittersweet curse, a seductive spell.
You’ll cry out for me, if ever you fall,
And I will come running when I hear your call.
I’ll promise you freedom and peace of mind,
But leave you in shackles and chains that bind.
I am the hunger that never fades,
The scars on your arms that cannot be erased.
I am the devil in a lovely disguise,
The veins of th...