Dark Poems by New Members
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
- Published by new DU Poetry members.
Funeral
As I looked upon him lying in a coffin
There was a peace and tranquility
That you don't see that often
People gathered draped in black
Struggling to accept
Hes never coming back
Enough tears being shed to fill an ocean
As I noticed my tears
I got the notion
How selfish they are to feel this way
Its not about you
This is his big day
His final reward, a life sentence complete
For all that he's paid
Its his receipt
A fitting end to the chaos of living
To wish for him back ...
There was a peace and tranquility
That you don't see that often
People gathered draped in black
Struggling to accept
Hes never coming back
Enough tears being shed to fill an ocean
As I noticed my tears
I got the notion
How selfish they are to feel this way
Its not about you
This is his big day
His final reward, a life sentence complete
For all that he's paid
Its his receipt
A fitting end to the chaos of living
To wish for him back ...
#death
#freedom
#peace
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Echoed Trill
Mommy, they're causing me strife,
My wings, they just won't come to life.
They said it's a game we'd be playing,
But now, it's tears that I'm spraying.
Mommy, where can you be?
Mommy, come set me free.
I hear your fearful trill, it's quite a chill,
To the sound of your voice, I'm flying.
Who are they, my little one?
Don't give up, the day is not done.
As fast as I can, I'm running,
I promise to help, I’m Coming.
Mommy, they are causing me pain,
The fire on my wings, it's been slain.
I tell them it's hard to...
My wings, they just won't come to life.
They said it's a game we'd be playing,
But now, it's tears that I'm spraying.
Mommy, where can you be?
Mommy, come set me free.
I hear your fearful trill, it's quite a chill,
To the sound of your voice, I'm flying.
Who are they, my little one?
Don't give up, the day is not done.
As fast as I can, I'm running,
I promise to help, I’m Coming.
Mommy, they are causing me pain,
The fire on my wings, it's been slain.
I tell them it's hard to...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken
#disappointment
#fear
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I'll Be Brief.
I'll kiss my suicide note goodbye,
thick red lipstick stains;
"I no longer wish to live this life,
with love, yours truly".
Spritz the paper with my favorite cologne
and I'll have effectively left a replacement
to fill the chasm that should have been occupied
by a better child, better sibling, better worker, better lover, better person.
I'll take the page from the prettiest notebook I have,
rewrite it again and again until the letters look nice enough
to be the last thing you remember of me.
I will make art ...
thick red lipstick stains;
"I no longer wish to live this life,
with love, yours truly".
Spritz the paper with my favorite cologne
and I'll have effectively left a replacement
to fill the chasm that should have been occupied
by a better child, better sibling, better worker, better lover, better person.
I'll take the page from the prettiest notebook I have,
rewrite it again and again until the letters look nice enough
to be the last thing you remember of me.
I will make art ...
#depression
#suicide
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