Dark Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
The dark poems section is for evil, sinister, disturbing and morbid poems, including horror and Halloween themed poetry. Dark poetry about death, destruction and suffering is prevalent. Dark poems are popular, with their content capable of shocking, scaring and repulsing the reader. If you're prepared to have your mind disturbed, then take a journey with us, into the twisted world of DU dark poetry.
Only You
I move unseen through this world—
a ghost stitched from failed prayers,
fading beneath every glance
that never lingers.
They pass through me—
shapes without meaning,
faces carved from glass.
Not one would know if I vanished—
not one would care to.
But you—
you linger in the static,
soft and constant—
a presence just beneath the skin.
You don't speak of love,
yet you fill the silence
where love should be.
You never reach for me—
never promise warmth—
but you stay.
And isn't that...
a ghost stitched from failed prayers,
fading beneath every glance
that never lingers.
They pass through me—
shapes without meaning,
faces carved from glass.
Not one would know if I vanished—
not one would care to.
But you—
you linger in the static,
soft and constant—
a presence just beneath the skin.
You don't speak of love,
yet you fill the silence
where love should be.
You never reach for me—
never promise warmth—
but you stay.
And isn't that...
#bittersweet
#dark
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
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No Cheese in November
Fractured whispers in my head hanging on to ghosts
coherently grasping at my throat's absurdity with
"Polk salad Annie" in my obscenity's schizophrenia
with a balsamic vinaigrette, gaslighting the oysters
...no cheese in November
coherently grasping at my throat's absurdity with
"Polk salad Annie" in my obscenity's schizophrenia
with a balsamic vinaigrette, gaslighting the oysters
...no cheese in November
#dark
#satirical
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Vampire Hunter
I have been tasked with a vigilant responsibility,
A vicar you might say voted by a Vatican votive,
To vanquish a virus, the vice vying for power,
A violation of nature with an ulterior venal motive.
I vow not to veer from this mere valuable volition,
To rid of this vicious and vulgar vermin of the earth,
For in the vignette of a victim thought to have vanished,
Lies evidence a virulent disease of an evil vile rebirth.
It is not a false veneer but they are real venomous fangs,
The vacancy in the villain’s eyes verifies he’s a...
A vicar you might say voted by a Vatican votive,
To vanquish a virus, the vice vying for power,
A violation of nature with an ulterior venal motive.
I vow not to veer from this mere valuable volition,
To rid of this vicious and vulgar vermin of the earth,
For in the vignette of a victim thought to have vanished,
Lies evidence a virulent disease of an evil vile rebirth.
It is not a false veneer but they are real venomous fangs,
The vacancy in the villain’s eyes verifies he’s a...
#scary
#monsters
#WritingPoetry #mythology
#WritingPoetry #mythology
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The Last Station
Smoke stacks rise in the distance
we've been here before
scent of horror on the tip of my senses
railway cars filled with scorn
unclenched of perceived accommodation
train rail clicks the sound of disdain
engineer's whistle blows
how did we lose the site of humanity
fill up the cars no tickets sold
signs to protest the atrocity
inspector gets you on board
soot in the air
the ghost of another
will history blame us for lining...
we've been here before
scent of horror on the tip of my senses
railway cars filled with scorn
unclenched of perceived accommodation
train rail clicks the sound of disdain
engineer's whistle blows
how did we lose the site of humanity
fill up the cars no tickets sold
signs to protest the atrocity
inspector gets you on board
soot in the air
the ghost of another
will history blame us for lining...
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeCycle
#dystopian
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Vision Of Insanity
ALL the WORLD needs IS a RESULT from YOU, deliver IT and IT'S gonna PAY YOU..
By the end of this session, my mission accomplished
What follows next only leads to sanity..
If you ever happen to meet me on the way
Behave with me so kindly
Back home, I got this charity
I've never ever looked down on any needy
The most dangerous thing is facing reality
At that instance, you know it's a game of probability
A conflict within any family
Fulfilling one's wishes in vanity
So fragile...
By the end of this session, my mission accomplished
What follows next only leads to sanity..
If you ever happen to meet me on the way
Behave with me so kindly
Back home, I got this charity
I've never ever looked down on any needy
The most dangerous thing is facing reality
At that instance, you know it's a game of probability
A conflict within any family
Fulfilling one's wishes in vanity
So fragile...
#confusion
#dark
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
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Via "666"
6 Hour's 6 minutes 6 seconds the witching hour is at hand!!
Warlocks prepared for battle release your battle cry and lay out all your plans!!
Engaged in this eternal warfare mortal combat of the soul our main goal is to overtake and gain all control!
The Mission is clear as we get in gear with no fear, with dominance so overwhelming and bold!
Set for that final judgment hour and day fully equipped to make all our enemies fold!
Moving forward with full force, powerful rituals and spells designed to help all our goals to excel!!
...
Warlocks prepared for battle release your battle cry and lay out all your plans!!
Engaged in this eternal warfare mortal combat of the soul our main goal is to overtake and gain all control!
The Mission is clear as we get in gear with no fear, with dominance so overwhelming and bold!
Set for that final judgment hour and day fully equipped to make all our enemies fold!
Moving forward with full force, powerful rituals and spells designed to help all our goals to excel!!
...
#magic
#pagan
#rebirth
#religion
#spiritual
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The war is over?
I can't go on any longer
War wearied and worn soldiers
Fight battles for leaders
Whose hearts have grown colder
Hiding out in buildings of rubble
Machine gun fire doubles
While comfortable generals raise a toast
For map lines moving, ever so subtle
Clouds of debris from bombings
Innocent families sobbing
Cries from the dark night
Are stuck in my head, forever haunting
Friends tell me the war has ended
I'm back home and mending
But my thoughts are troubled
And I feel into hell, I've descended
War wearied and worn soldiers
Fight battles for leaders
Whose hearts have grown colder
Hiding out in buildings of rubble
Machine gun fire doubles
While comfortable generals raise a toast
For map lines moving, ever so subtle
Clouds of debris from bombings
Innocent families sobbing
Cries from the dark night
Are stuck in my head, forever haunting
Friends tell me the war has ended
I'm back home and mending
But my thoughts are troubled
And I feel into hell, I've descended
#death
#sacrifice
#suffering
#tragedy
#war
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A Mouth Full of Blood
You came to me in broken bloom,
hips wrapped in gauze,
eyes black as static skies.
Every word was a wound —
sweet, splitting —
a hymn half-swallowed in the throat.
You dragged your name across my teeth —
slow, deliberate —
tasting the ache you left behind.
I wore your hunger like a wire around my neck,
praying to the rhythm
of hands pressed beneath velvet night.
Would you build a kingdom from this ruin?
Would you carve me clean —
tongue to bone —
or leave me here,
singing you into the cracks of forever?
hips wrapped in gauze,
eyes black as static skies.
Every word was a wound —
sweet, splitting —
a hymn half-swallowed in the throat.
You dragged your name across my teeth —
slow, deliberate —
tasting the ache you left behind.
I wore your hunger like a wire around my neck,
praying to the rhythm
of hands pressed beneath velvet night.
Would you build a kingdom from this ruin?
Would you carve me clean —
tongue to bone —
or leave me here,
singing you into the cracks of forever?
#bittersweet
#dark
#emptiness
#frustration
#loneliness
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Moment Of Silence
Guys have to hide,
Behind girls who have no lives.
It's like they have no rights.
They never win the fights.
So let's defeat the girls,
That think they should run the world.
And uplift all the guys,
That don't hate and patronize.
It is the natural order.
Girls bring chaos and disorder.
They hide behind their lies,
And torture all the guys.
Let's submit to intelligent design,
And leave these jealous bitches behind.
All they do is waste our time,
While they slowly lose their...
Behind girls who have no lives.
It's like they have no rights.
They never win the fights.
So let's defeat the girls,
That think they should run the world.
And uplift all the guys,
That don't hate and patronize.
It is the natural order.
Girls bring chaos and disorder.
They hide behind their lies,
And torture all the guys.
Let's submit to intelligent design,
And leave these jealous bitches behind.
All they do is waste our time,
While they slowly lose their...
#emptiness
#LifeStruggles
#philosophical #TruthOfLife
#philosophical #TruthOfLife
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EVENTIDE
Sky intro the STORM not willing to hide...Incoming tide, always pulls the unwanted in...EVENTIDE hues of dusk, not to trust. ENDING day, last of ENDING light of sight. Crawling on the otherside beanth of earth's belly of another kind of hell your shoes fill & fell upon. Paint strokes a crepuscular sky...Twilight maelstrom image...Darken visual depths...Dark holds such a abyss of discovery. Succumbing is the dimension of a sunset, well knowing it's place & time the universe has given the light of warmth. Fangs that punch the piercing swallowed taste of metallic red of blood, reign...
#bittersweet
#dark
#despair
#fear
#regret
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Saw Gene Hackman At A Friend's Party
I thought I
saw Gene Hackman at a
friend's party and figured that he faked
his own death in some way. But that was before I moved
for a closer look and saw that it
really was my friend's
own uncle.
saw Gene Hackman at a
friend's party and figured that he faked
his own death in some way. But that was before I moved
for a closer look and saw that it
really was my friend's
own uncle.
#confusion
#death
#dialogue
#Fanfiction
#fiction
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Weakness
Friends are weaknesses.
I'd abort them like fetuses.
They're like clones committing treason.
Like robots that can't reason.
Marching on to the war.
No real purpose to fight for.
Just losers that want to benefit,
From abusers that I try to forget.
But, they're always fighting,
Amongst each other, never uniting.
I'm a ticking time bomb at their rally.
They trip me, as they arouse me.
They're a little close.
Let's hope they don't overdose.
They will bring me to their...
I'd abort them like fetuses.
They're like clones committing treason.
Like robots that can't reason.
Marching on to the war.
No real purpose to fight for.
Just losers that want to benefit,
From abusers that I try to forget.
But, they're always fighting,
Amongst each other, never uniting.
I'm a ticking time bomb at their rally.
They trip me, as they arouse me.
They're a little close.
Let's hope they don't overdose.
They will bring me to their...
#dark
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