Nightmares

Lets all write a poem about our most disturbing or scary nightmares.

The rules: Everyone welcome. We all wrie a poem about a nightmare that really freaked us out. Everyone votes and comments on everyone elses work. Novemer 30th we all have a chat and decide wich one is the best.

The Prize: Respect and glory.

I'll participate just because I like the prize! :)

Hmmmm. Ok.

I'll give it a try. this seems like a challenge.
And it also seems like there aren't any restrictions.
Other than to write about a nightmare.

Thank you guys. I thought it would be interesting to see what people have floating around in their heads and it seems like a nice opportunity to read something unique.
Thanks for participating!

I never nightmared about
us meeting in a street so cold
just like your insides.

No, never, never have I

seen you in a masquerade
so dark, faked just like
your heart.

I've always reveried
about our first kiss to be
a bit too magical to be
put to an end

and a bit like the
constellations of your eyes,
summing it all up
in a blink.

For now,
I want a cup of water.

---

Was that too bad?

BAD?

Woof Woof! I love it ..

Cup of water in the end really brings the nightmare to life!

Alright heres my input. I have Nosocomephobia aka fear of hospitals. And I also have a fear of surgeries. So this is my potential nightmare.

And Noura, the poem is brilliant ^^,

Nosocomephobia Infliction Exaggeration

Confined, to this labyrinth equipped
columbine coats and caesious gloves
stethoscopes ladened across supple necks
take charge to disfigure a design

Demeanour cannibalistic
A horrendous grin watering pellucid saliva
the forensic scalpel gleams, atrous eyes widen
an unauthorized diagnosis has been intitated

Atherosclerosis overrides this paralyzed anatomy
as surgical equipments position the desk
The process has begun

No anesthesia applied, this will be everlasting
Incisions made, warm claret jets faucet the chest
the bioptome held organs placed onto emesis basins
a carpuject linked hypodermic syringe, draws the waste

The bedpan filled and overflowing byproduct, municipal solid cast aside
Chainsaw trepanning, dismembering synarthrodial vaults
Lithotrite thrusting against urethra pinned
Hyfrecator fulgurating the orbit, depriving protrusion

Abdomen amputated, innards soaked into septic tanks
copulatory scrotum isolated, prostatic fluid dessicating
Coxa hammered, preventing pelvic inclination
adductors ripped apart, fragmenting crus

Intrinsic tissue dissolved in hydrochloric
This resuscitating corpse, depleting
Hacked to pieces
Devoured aberrantly
inch by inch.

If only it was just a nightmare,
it's a constant ail in my auspicious mind,
and yes, I recall the memories
like hot water upon the skin
and yes, I fullfill knowledge
of the past as I sleep.

Each pill I swallowed,
I can taste upon the roof
of my mouth,
on the tip of my tongue,
The sirens I here
in the distance as my eyes close
with oblivion to the
many surrounding me
as I lay, unconscious

I wish this memory was simply
a nightmare and even in my waking
hours I wouldn't have to remember
anything at all

(You get the meaning pure and simple I am sure)

Okay, I wrote another one, I don't know if you will allow it, but here it goes, maybe it will just be an inspiration or something...just wanted to post it in this thread:

You left without a memory
tattooing my nightmares with a
weird sense of immortality,

why pressing colocynth to
the depth of my soul if you
have nothing else to offer?

Darling, I'd love to slumber
in memories-less peace
just for one night, you never
depart my pillow, the stars
around me, my God...

you're everywhere, fear.

---Incredulous reality.

Underneath the sky
beneath my heart
there lies a cave
and an primordial tribe.

It dwells in an ancient tomb
full of serial killers
an immense putrefaction
and tons of mutated worms.

Chase by cannibal's
A pharaoh and its dynasty
Its guards and zombies
all at once, no time to escape.

Thoughts running wild
an agitated heart, almost to a stroke.
hallucinations getting worst
trees blocking every path.
surrendered, no way out.

Walking in circles
screaming really hard
Lungs that can't inhale more air
Everything is blur
whole body becomes numb
falls to the ground
and at the expenses of the pharaoh's crown.

Staring at the sky
a heart pumping really fast
sounds intensifies
and everyone holding a knife.

Spider veins showing in the face
Scorpions and tarantulas walking in the arms
Snakes located in the legs
Bats sucking every inch of its neck.

The whole body tied down
under the roof of a sarcophagus
with no one to help out.

Yelling really loud
but no sound comes out
a tongue was cut
and those creatures
making their way
to the inside.

Almost giving up
eyes closing really slow
and when it almost died
I opened my teary eyes
when my head wallop
with the floor just to find myself
laying in the ground.

Thank you so much everyone. I really love what I've read so far. I must be honest and say that my real objective was to get some good poets to write something a little on the darker side. Anyone is welcome to submit any number of poems by the way. I don,t want to comment too much before the 30th but so far I will say that the poetess has two very well written peices. ithink yours are the best so far as far as feeling and poetic description. The one that feels the most like a nightmare would have to be "Incredulous Reality" It really felt whimsical like a nightmare normaly is. Nosecomephobia is very well written and full of powerfull imagery but i had to pull out my medical dictionary to understand it. last but not least, I loved Tara,s peice I aways love anything real and from the heart. Keep it up everyone! Soon you get to read about me sawing my head off.

Here is another one :

--Deathly stalker--

Causing hallucinations and
distorted images as he attacks
and stabs everyone in the back
bloody streets, a gore crime.

Running through the night
with dimmer lights
trying to escape the macabre man
with a blurry eye sight
in a foggy and stormy road.

The foreigner sways from here and there
Awaiting for someone to be unaware
Ready to strike and cause despair
like a virus he spreads.

Inflictable and unstoppable pain
deliberately and unsuspected move
someone hides behind a sable mask
with a maquiavelic laugh.

Murderous and morbid feeling
as the stranger walks behind my back.
blades going throughout my chest
during a red crimson night.

Left with deep and horrendous wounds
slaughter like an animal in woods
infested with a prolong fear
as an eerie light appeared
glowing through the ebony sky.

Laying in the ground
I beckon the stranger
to spare my life
A futile attempt, for
I was his prey
a target he set.

He calculated his every move
analyze his every step
studied my every route
just ready to take my life.

When bright rays appeared in the non azure sky.
It turned the red crimson night into another morning
where the fictionist stranger...

disappeared.

^ Jeremy

Sorry about you having to go through the medical dictionary. I've tried being medically correct with the terms. I've kept the interpretation level at beginner. Dont want it to be too transparent now, do we?. :P

^ Everlasting

You came up with two :P

Both are epic. I'll see if I can write another, but my style is dark, formal and monotone, minimizing adjectives to describe the scenario. I'll try though.

Waking Nightmare

The sun no longer graces this world

Still...

save for a quivering quill in the arctic chill

Twin lakes - frozen in time with identical waterfalls of ice
From above looking down they look back
Empty and full of sorrow they stare back

Remnants of a land that held a vitality of life
now a dull barren landscape
rugged and alone

One long mountain range
casts a weak shadow
into a vast casm
where once there was gravity

Suspended in grief
awaiting relief
in a nocturnal belief

Where dreams forget reality and memory is clear

The ice begins to melt allowing many a tear Landslides fall in shutting off the cold stare
A sigh of relief as dreams put grief out of reach

Sweet. That is a really cool piece, Awesome imagery and feeling. I really like the end. It feels like waking up and drifting back off. P.S. Arctic not artic. I know what you mean but you shall be judged by others.

-edit-

Thanks Jeremy, excuse my slip there. Good contest.

Dreams

Running through a forest, no looking back
smelling the sweet air of autumn
close my eyes, taste the sweetness of freedom,
stopping to dance under the falling leaves

Chest is open and so are arms,
to the beautiful embrace of serenity.
fall onto the ground and into the sand
to watch a burning pink and orange sunset.

barefooted am I as I taste the salty ocean,
let the grains of life fall through my fingetips
like the hourglass of life i worry not about
as I lay my back upon the powdered snow.

creating such beauty with arms and legs,
an angel who i dream is a mirror,
alas she is a wonder to behold,
with a halo that forever outshines mine.

stick out my tongue with no regrets,
to feel the refreshing cool of a snowflake,
only to feel a burning hatred
that comes as a shock to the soul.

wake up sweating, shaking, crying
heart racing, my mind is screaming.
wishing to live in this horrible
aluring
beautiful
unreachable
nightmare

Okay, this is my last attempt

---- One's nightmare ---

Diving in a torrent of repercussions
with an endless fall. As one is unable to submerge
into embracement of the salty water
to cool off ones agony and painful stress.

Cloudy images everywhere
condescending from ones hearts
with heard almost unheard voices
and with visible memories
that dejects tiny needles anywhere.

Circles and circles with it's diameters
expanding exponentially
like the images in ones vivid nightmare
that are so similar to ones dreams.

Hungry for peace as one falls down
and exasperates when ones bellies
almost burst out due to the pressure
inflicted on our way down.

Just preparing to dive
into the center of that calm blue sea
where one could only dream to be drown
and not grasp anymore air
until this nightmare could finally end.

Good piece, just last stanza I think "drown" should be "drowned". I liked how you brought these cold images into comparison with hearts condescending.....great imagery and overall thoughtful feeling.

Call Me Toxin.

I am frozen in my own blood
half bones and muscles, my living tissue
starving their growth while I end....

Though my heart continues to electrify
I find no pleasure; my own life is no longer
self-automated but in denial of its loneliness
by paralyzing my mind, and crusading
your raw memories.

I can do nothing but see my breath blacken,
and slowly you become revealed.
You are not who I remember, the silhouette
I always fingered at the base of your velvet neck.

Everything is fading. The color from your eyes
is like metal, the look you give is suicidal.

You can't keep fighting to search for disturbia's
shadow, and so I am by your side, as I scream
and you become excruciatingly silent.

You stimulate your pistol and I die by living on.

{I could never be your saving antidote}.

This is a last minute composition, so I do not have title yet.

I, am the antidote
and also the disease

The invincible catalyst for deconstruction

The face of anarchy, maiming this race into submission

This is hatred

I am lucifier, the demon in flesh
I am legion, death itself
For every one that shall fall, a thousand shall arise

Stigmata is a hoax, I am the only truth
Religion is me, Salvation is me
I am the commencement and also the conclusion
The darkness devouring light

I summon the fallen tombs of siege
Rebuild and reprogram to hate

I am the containment of crucifix
a diabolical plan for extinction

Deity does not heed your plea, for he ceases to exist
Congregation is a mind corrupted by hypocrisy
Cathedral no place for refuge
The one you call father is no longer, I slit his throat
resurrected him and slayed him again
Ripped his still beating heart, right out of his chest

Gospel is an alibi for abomination
Prophecies are an endless lie

Man is a canonical miser
A walking stench of decomposing flesh

Failure to conform to my will, equals destruction

Faith is futile, a debris overflowing putrid lungs.

This is my sermon irrevocable, undeniable.
For I am the breathing apocalypse

My children, become one with me.

Composed a few days ago, not posted until today because of the explicit content.

Unnerving ail.

Distracting, Manupilating, Fondling organic structure
Nauseating, Vomiting, Violated convulsive whore

I fail to control. These urges master me
Momentum progressing, my appetite emerging
Concoction of your viral fluid dampens my feet

Make no move while I attempt to auscultate and confer
With mine patience wearing thin and tools rusting
I will pave your rotting flesh

My arsenal, your screams
My pleasure, your torture
My satisfaction, magenta

I dissect for me, mine morbid desires
Molested and maimed, your body
Moisture depleting, from your eyes

Electrocuting, spewing as you climax to orgasm again
Equanimity unbalanced, I being to hock the phelgm
Chocking on the snot, gargling and swollowing
Semen gagging, ingest the staff on your knees

Against conflagration, chainsaw raping
Suspended by the throat, barely breathing
I compel to sew your salty clitoris
Transpiring demise, draining gangrene cyst

The mordant teeth incision, scarring wounds
My scathing blade, reconstructing your vile form
Melting your membrane, inflicting anal thrust

Sweltering I am overwhelmed, Obscuring the pale corpse
Burying the remains, just to exhume again.

Nightmares Episode 1

The mirror so clear
Everything so ordinary
Familiar and yet not
I never questioned why I was there
It didn't seem important
Only my Face in the Glass

How closely I studied it
The cappillaries in my eyes
The muscles of my jaw
My fingers stretching my features
As if searching for something
A place to start

I don't know how the scalpel got into my hand
It seemed such an everyday ocurrence
As I craned my neck as if to shave
And made my first incision

No pain, no fear
Driven by some curiosity
A child dismanteling a machine
Every cut effortless
My reflection so vivid
As I peeled away each layer
Strange there was no blood

Ligament, muscle
Ever probing deeper
Strand by fiberous strand
In oblivious self-discovery
In unknowing self-destruction
As my head rolled lazily around

It wasn't till I cut it all away
All but the white of my spine
Then like a jolt of pain
Terror, panick
I realized what I had done
Oh God what had I done?

And the look in my eyes
So helpless as the tears welled
My head bobbing like a jack-in-the-box
The mirror now dark and bloody
My fingers groping the ruin of my neck
Wanting to scream
To breath
But there was nothing
I had cut it all away
No help
No hope
No putting the peices back
What had I done?