An Inanimate Roach
He marveled at yet one more senseless death as the roach fell from wall to kitchen floor, thinking back to twenty-six souls that never recognized the Reaper; that, perhaps we were not so different from...
View ArticleGravity
The inescapable truth was gravity, the inexorable cleansing of the spaces between particles of dust, an ever-widening chasm where equations lurked, yearning to be discovered, and the blackest day...
View ArticleCaptitaleukemia
It struck me, as I lit a stick from the death-in-a-box Bronson Gold Menthol 100′s, that the top grossing product the free market has to offer is cancer… Long live capitalism, off the last breath of an...
View ArticleDeath Note
Criticize’em verbally victimize’em, fuck a trick, get money, and then despise’em, be the truths and lies hidden within the lines, come close and I will show you that tomorrow dies, that’s when sorrow...
View ArticleDevil Talk
They called me the evils of man, and I luxuriated in the title, in fact, my passion was such, I set fire to each letter in the Bible. I showed them the truth, and they named me father of lies, …...
View ArticleLate for Work
I remember this time when a friend and I decided that we should go out for a drink… Problem was, my friend was much too ethical about his work. He pressured me, like peers often do, to drink more and …...
View ArticleAbortion
A luminous sphere of plasma wandered through chaos, leading North, the eyes of her followers looking toward a home that never was, and as Pan piped away myths in melodious rapture, Mars hefted his...
View ArticleThe Shadow
Alone, I sat, in the home I dwelled, with shadows that cried and bemoaned of hell, both feet to the ground, I could feel the flame, the heat that promised to kill my name. I laughed, I cried, I dreamed...
View ArticleThe Book of the Dead
“You would be silly to seek your Savior in a book,” says he, the Devil dressed to kill, or perhaps to preside over a funeral, seeing souls to the gate. But reality is a bitter pill to swallow, cyanide...
View ArticleA God of Death
When you name me king and I don my crown, I’ll encourage your tears and laugh as you drown, and when you awake amid darkness and death, I’ll teach you reality; there is no rest. A GOD OF DEATH © …...
View ArticlePassion of the Scythe
Often the scythe wondered at life as the Reaper was about his work; in hours betwixt hell and shine, each soul was stood and measured for worth. As the Reaper was about his work, and souls waited to be...
View ArticleLux et tenebræ II. Rose Saron. (Light and Dark 002. Rose of Sharon).
He said to her, “Sharon, be you a true love of mine, holding me in such high regard as the heavens weeping above your empty head, perhaps you can die, and let your petals find themselves as naught else...
View Article13: Silence
Filed under: Poetry of Sahm King Tagged: Arts, dark poetry, depressing poetry, illustration, poetry about being alone, poetry about darkness, poetry about death, poetry about silence, poetry about...
View ArticlePoem a Day Challenge – Day #015 – Tepores
TEPORES © 2013 BY SAHM ATAINE KING. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Related Articles: Depressing Dream is Depressing (mitablu.wordpress.com) Poetry Prompt #6: Buddah Cites, Om (bastetandsekhmet.wordpress.com)...
View ArticleFreeverse Poetry: Of War and Death
*You didn’t honestly believe that I’d cap off this day without saying something “apocalyptic”, did you? Ahhh, hope…* Freeverse Poetry: Of War and Death SAKPoetry Even if all the bullets and guns were...
View ArticleSapphic Poetry: The Jackals Laughed
As the nobility fled their native homes and the kings of the world drew red lines on walls, jackals laughed for the cleverness of their trick; we hunger for lies. Where the blood of men filled the...
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