Popular Dark Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
Architecture of suffering
The darkness is thickening...
And the darkness craves bodies...
The world is filled with fragments of desires.
In the incomprehensibility of sinful thoughts
There is a limit assigned to purity...
The point of no return happens early...
Canvases of bodies...
With strokes of words - subjects of secrets,
Drowning in the pulsation of hidden moments
And the foreignness of a crumpled dream...
Dreams are cut... nightmares
To the touch...
And the darkness craves bodies...
The world is filled with fragments of desires.
In the incomprehensibility of sinful thoughts
There is a limit assigned to purity...
The point of no return happens early...
Canvases of bodies...
With strokes of words - subjects of secrets,
Drowning in the pulsation of hidden moments
And the foreignness of a crumpled dream...
Dreams are cut... nightmares
To the touch...
#dark
#secrets
#suffering
#emptiness
#BDSM
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37 Comments
The Bones
you, are a zero
masked as hero
you crushed me
with your ways
the gaslighting
and mind fucks
your narcissistic
abusive behavior
my killer my lover
way too big ego
with fake traits
you ruined me
reduced me to
an empty frame
yet i was able to
escape your play
for i am the bones
you could not break
masked as hero
you crushed me
with your ways
the gaslighting
and mind fucks
your narcissistic
abusive behavior
my killer my lover
way too big ego
with fake traits
you ruined me
reduced me to
an empty frame
yet i was able to
escape your play
for i am the bones
you could not break
#dark
#abuse
132 reads
28 Comments
Protège Moi
it creeps up inside
rips me to pieces
it suffocates me
estranges me
alienates me
all that once
was familiar
seems gone
it screams & it
rages i'm fading
all feels so vague
i'm lost can't see
through the fog
Les fantômes
i can't seem to
tame the desire
and devils, protect
me from what i want
rips me to pieces
it suffocates me
estranges me
alienates me
all that once
was familiar
seems gone
it screams & it
rages i'm fading
all feels so vague
i'm lost can't see
through the fog
Les fantômes
i can't seem to
tame the desire
and devils, protect
me from what i want
#dark
#silence
135 reads
14 Comments
The Crawl
it is eerie in here
creepy and alone
i'm cold as bone
dark surrounds
me swallows me
whole, eats me
from the inside
i'm on all fours
on your floor it's
too broke to fix
you're no longer
around left me to
bleed left me to
die at your feet
you watched me
fading and falling
crumble and crawl
into a deep dark hole
creepy and alone
i'm cold as bone
dark surrounds
me swallows me
whole, eats me
from the inside
i'm on all fours
on your floor it's
too broke to fix
you're no longer
around left me to
bleed left me to
die at your feet
you watched me
fading and falling
crumble and crawl
into a deep dark hole
#dark
#abuse
106 reads
12 Comments
Lives of Poets
What makes me wonder
Is not why writers and poets
So young and old
Succumb to emptiness.
It is the lives they had lived
Under the bright sky.
Things they must have seen
To mold those words of bitterness.
From Homer’s Olympus heights
To Byron’s mountain of light.
From the banks of a gushing Nile
to the flows of the Mississippi might.
Mountains, rivers, hills, and streams
Have molded words and wondrous dreams.
Dripping blood mixed with ink
Together they form a hidden...
Is not why writers and poets
So young and old
Succumb to emptiness.
It is the lives they had lived
Under the bright sky.
Things they must have seen
To mold those words of bitterness.
From Homer’s Olympus heights
To Byron’s mountain of light.
From the banks of a gushing Nile
to the flows of the Mississippi might.
Mountains, rivers, hills, and streams
Have molded words and wondrous dreams.
Dripping blood mixed with ink
Together they form a hidden...
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm
108 reads
14 Comments
Blood Priestess
Arrested in the dead of night
By cloaking shadows and
Swift Ferocity.
her icy grip
Sharply piercing my veins
With scalding fangs.
passionately embraced
by death and love
And The cost of pain
From her succulent Feeding
Off my life blood.
A lustful torment I can’t and will not deny.
Now Trapped within her soulless
shoebox
My breath receding
Finding comfort in the darkness
with no holes for breathing.
I am reborn.
My once familiar soul has been
discarded and torn
I am drained hollow. ...
By cloaking shadows and
Swift Ferocity.
her icy grip
Sharply piercing my veins
With scalding fangs.
passionately embraced
by death and love
And The cost of pain
From her succulent Feeding
Off my life blood.
A lustful torment I can’t and will not deny.
Now Trapped within her soulless
shoebox
My breath receding
Finding comfort in the darkness
with no holes for breathing.
I am reborn.
My once familiar soul has been
discarded and torn
I am drained hollow. ...
#death
#vampires
#sacrifice #seductive
#sacrifice #seductive
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17 Comments
Skin Hunger
It's so long since I felt your touch.
How do we sleep in the same bed and not even graze each other?
You pushed me away,
With self-deprecating statements.
You tell me you are sorry.
As I suffer from your exile.
Till death we said.
How did we die?
Laying in this bed.
How do we sleep in the same bed and not even graze each other?
You pushed me away,
With self-deprecating statements.
You tell me you are sorry.
As I suffer from your exile.
Till death we said.
How did we die?
Laying in this bed.
#despair
#sadness
59 reads
16 Comments
Feedback Loop
Like echoes in experimental fade
we are cosmic lab rats forevermore
upon a spinning petri dish arrayed
against a vast sterility splendor
of bottomless ambiguity black
endorsing more discontinuity
by its grotesque labyrinthine attack
on our burgeoning acuity.
What might such a testing place be for
but to see shadows cast in Plato's cave
as reiteration's recurring wave
lapping on our existential shore...
with only suicide and homicide
on offer when we swim against the tide?
And only evidence in a lab or...
we are cosmic lab rats forevermore
upon a spinning petri dish arrayed
against a vast sterility splendor
of bottomless ambiguity black
endorsing more discontinuity
by its grotesque labyrinthine attack
on our burgeoning acuity.
What might such a testing place be for
but to see shadows cast in Plato's cave
as reiteration's recurring wave
lapping on our existential shore...
with only suicide and homicide
on offer when we swim against the tide?
And only evidence in a lab or...
#universe
174 reads
10 Comments
Perverts, Politicians and Pyromaniacs
Psychopaths and perverts
Linger in the shadows
Of the night stopping only
Long enough to up the ante
In the war against malcontents
And fading politicians who are
Serving up deep-fried linoleum
To the public
When they're not selling
Propane to the pyros
Spurred on by
The cosmic karma backlash
Where the weak are
being spoonfed their
Daily dose of scorn
Somewhere, in the shadows
The perverts easily commiserate
Beating on their pale chests
Shouting "The beasts,
They will not die."
...
Linger in the shadows
Of the night stopping only
Long enough to up the ante
In the war against malcontents
And fading politicians who are
Serving up deep-fried linoleum
To the public
When they're not selling
Propane to the pyros
Spurred on by
The cosmic karma backlash
Where the weak are
being spoonfed their
Daily dose of scorn
Somewhere, in the shadows
The perverts easily commiserate
Beating on their pale chests
Shouting "The beasts,
They will not die."
...
#narrative
#shame
#misunderstood
113 reads
13 Comments
Outlined in chalk
Why did you leave me
Why did you die
Why did you go
Without saying goodbye?
Why did I have
To find you like that
Blue lips, limp body
With no way to counteract
The memories
The feelings
Of wanting you back
I looked
I acted
I did everything I could
But your soul was gone
The minute you were found
Not a minute sooner
Than it should’ve been
Not a second later
Than it should
But you’re gone forevermore
Without a single final hug
And that hurts to know...
Why did you die
Why did you go
Without saying goodbye?
Why did I have
To find you like that
Blue lips, limp body
With no way to counteract
The memories
The feelings
Of wanting you back
I looked
I acted
I did everything I could
But your soul was gone
The minute you were found
Not a minute sooner
Than it should’ve been
Not a second later
Than it should
But you’re gone forevermore
Without a single final hug
And that hurts to know...
#grief
#death
#NaPoWriMo2024
102 reads
7 Comments
The in between
The darkness is closing in
I hear it banging on the walls
Of my mind, my soul and everything within
Listening to the sound of my breath as it stalls
Everything comes rushing in at a pace thats hard to bear
Reaching for a hand but no one is there
Can anyone see me or do they just not care
Thinking of happy times I get lost in a stare
In between worlds I refuse to let go
Grasping at ghosts as my hand slips through
How could I ever possibly not know
From the beginning it was only you
The whole time its been you
I hear it banging on the walls
Of my mind, my soul and everything within
Listening to the sound of my breath as it stalls
Everything comes rushing in at a pace thats hard to bear
Reaching for a hand but no one is there
Can anyone see me or do they just not care
Thinking of happy times I get lost in a stare
In between worlds I refuse to let go
Grasping at ghosts as my hand slips through
How could I ever possibly not know
From the beginning it was only you
The whole time its been you
#death
#despair
#heartbroken #regret
#heartbroken #regret
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17 Comments
Glare from the Willow Tree
As I lie in a spot designated only for me,
The peering eyes from another send a taser through my chest.
"Who's there?"
No reply.
The grass shivers with the wind, frightened and alone,
While the Willow tree ahead grows massive in size.
I can't escape it's grasp.
I'm in a trance.
"Let me free!"
The coo of the raven immediately sends my heart out of shock.
It's been watching with a grimacing look,
Disapproval and disappointment liters the air.
Standing up, I cast a stone that lies perfectly next to the root, ...
The peering eyes from another send a taser through my chest.
"Who's there?"
No reply.
The grass shivers with the wind, frightened and alone,
While the Willow tree ahead grows massive in size.
I can't escape it's grasp.
I'm in a trance.
"Let me free!"
The coo of the raven immediately sends my heart out of shock.
It's been watching with a grimacing look,
Disapproval and disappointment liters the air.
Standing up, I cast a stone that lies perfectly next to the root, ...
#regret
#hate
#loneliness #disappointment
#loneliness #disappointment
117 reads
6 Comments
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