Dark Poems
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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.
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:39am
Yesterday 00:39am
sync
sweet surrender racing in my thoughts a place to hide
Succumb to the darkness with me
you'll find a welcoming place to reside
secrecy of feeling, of course
your body and mine
touching at depths not understood by mortals
we will worship each other
tasting the soul within the sacred understanding
luscious focus spitting on your flame to watch it grow
spinning out of control, you might just lose your mind
with an injection of satirical chaos
We will laugh at the sarcastic die
controlling the masses
we...
Succumb to the darkness with me
you'll find a welcoming place to reside
secrecy of feeling, of course
your body and mine
touching at depths not understood by mortals
we will worship each other
tasting the soul within the sacred understanding
luscious focus spitting on your flame to watch it grow
spinning out of control, you might just lose your mind
with an injection of satirical chaos
We will laugh at the sarcastic die
controlling the masses
we...
#dark
#lust
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PoetSpeak
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:02pm
Yesterday 11:02pm
If you bully Betty I'll pull out your public hair with pliers
You've been warned
Don't mess with my friend Betty
You're lucky
She's 6'4 and breathes fire
Favorite expression:
Twatwaffle Mother Fucker
BIG LIKE
Don't mess with my friend Betty
You're lucky
She's 6'4 and breathes fire
Favorite expression:
Twatwaffle Mother Fucker
BIG LIKE
#anger
#curse
#devil #pagan
#devil #pagan
66 reads
15 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:05pm
Yesterday 4:05pm
Needful
within my need is a greediness to be filled
a hunger so great it howls late at night to no one listening
I'm unsure of its depths
but it consumes rapidly, and where the succor goes I don't know
energizing more need
It's feral and unending
It tears at me by day
with thoughts of give me more
My solemn can't take it
my mind will not hunt
It will not encourage
it is chaste of vision
so I starve with this consuming desire
to the point my soul calls out to my God
He is the only one who can touch me there ...
a hunger so great it howls late at night to no one listening
I'm unsure of its depths
but it consumes rapidly, and where the succor goes I don't know
energizing more need
It's feral and unending
It tears at me by day
with thoughts of give me more
My solemn can't take it
my mind will not hunt
It will not encourage
it is chaste of vision
so I starve with this consuming desire
to the point my soul calls out to my God
He is the only one who can touch me there ...
#dark
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4 Comments
13
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:52pm
Yesterday 2:52pm
An Endless 30
A string— unwound, not broken
melancholy— the rhythm rang
where Orchids bloom unspoken
beneath tears the sorrow sang
whispers through the windowpane
A cry for help, for need
of primal instinct against better judgment
the cost of a good deed.
the need to impair,
to make yourself believe.
through constant despair
will you finally be free?
oh, the horror! the tragedy!
when lust becomes a liar
drenched in misery
forever in the fire.
shunning vanity and cowering in shame ...
melancholy— the rhythm rang
where Orchids bloom unspoken
beneath tears the sorrow sang
whispers through the windowpane
A cry for help, for need
of primal instinct against better judgment
the cost of a good deed.
the need to impair,
to make yourself believe.
through constant despair
will you finally be free?
oh, the horror! the tragedy!
when lust becomes a liar
drenched in misery
forever in the fire.
shunning vanity and cowering in shame ...
#anxiety
#depression
#disappointment
#emptiness
#regret
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 3:04am
3rd Apr 2025 3:04am
Nix (The Goddess of Night)
Mm.. where are you
I inhale your scent wandering in the sway of the nocturnal breeze
Exhaling, only to hear the faint pulsate of your heart
Sexual therapeutics to my intellect with hushed voices, so faint
The aura of your persona veiled unto me
Step forward so I can read the beautiful lingo of spoken words to swoon
Oh, how it resonates beyond the illumination of my Hunter’s moon
Your beautiful temple suffices the banquet of my harvesting I gather
For a beautiful sepia page upon a time
If I close my eyes, will you...
I inhale your scent wandering in the sway of the nocturnal breeze
Exhaling, only to hear the faint pulsate of your heart
Sexual therapeutics to my intellect with hushed voices, so faint
The aura of your persona veiled unto me
Step forward so I can read the beautiful lingo of spoken words to swoon
Oh, how it resonates beyond the illumination of my Hunter’s moon
Your beautiful temple suffices the banquet of my harvesting I gather
For a beautiful sepia page upon a time
If I close my eyes, will you...
#mythology
#night
#passion
#sun
#water
126 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 10:40pm
2nd Apr 2025 10:40pm
concrete
Vilifying my shadow, I blame her
it is her fault my sinister side came forth
bending corrupt feelings
leaving people dumbstruck with my perpensity for evil
Slinking through the mists is a phantom
slithering through your cerebellum
causing disturbing thoughts
dry concussion swollen nightmares
insidious desire wants you to blanch
pale rejects of the horde
whore out your visions
taking them as they were their own
misfits of days past
when you shine, and yes, they know you
your memory faded glory...
it is her fault my sinister side came forth
bending corrupt feelings
leaving people dumbstruck with my perpensity for evil
Slinking through the mists is a phantom
slithering through your cerebellum
causing disturbing thoughts
dry concussion swollen nightmares
insidious desire wants you to blanch
pale rejects of the horde
whore out your visions
taking them as they were their own
misfits of days past
when you shine, and yes, they know you
your memory faded glory...
#dark
57 reads
4 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 6:24pm
2nd Apr 2025 6:24pm
Murder Night
Tony ‘Camden King’ Gunn from London
“The rat squealed in shock when blood splattered its fur
Making it disappear into a dark hole with a silent blur,
“Soft moans of pain echoed across the Tower Bridge floor
As he whispered to his attacker ‘please no more’,
“No acknowledgement was given-not a single word said
As the spiked baseball bat split open his head,
“A couple of more swings turned his brains to mush
An open casket was out of the question because his killer did not give a fuck,
Sofia ‘The Strega’ Symone of...
“The rat squealed in shock when blood splattered its fur
Making it disappear into a dark hole with a silent blur,
“Soft moans of pain echoed across the Tower Bridge floor
As he whispered to his attacker ‘please no more’,
“No acknowledgement was given-not a single word said
As the spiked baseball bat split open his head,
“A couple of more swings turned his brains to mush
An open casket was out of the question because his killer did not give a fuck,
Sofia ‘The Strega’ Symone of...
#dark
#hate
#revenge
44 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 1:32pm
2nd Apr 2025 1:32pm
On Her Knees Crying Scarlet Tears
After leaving work,
Lisa saw a woman on
her knees crying scarlet tears.
Lisa lifted her
up and saw with shock that she
had no eyes before she lunged.
Lisa saw a woman on
her knees crying scarlet tears.
Lisa lifted her
up and saw with shock that she
had no eyes before she lunged.
#death
#fear
#fiction
#scary
#zombies
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 12:04pm
2nd Apr 2025 12:04pm
The Guy On The Drums
The guy on the drums
was my brother. He
enjoyed the perks of
rock stardom until he
enjoyed the one known
as drugs too much.
was my brother. He
enjoyed the perks of
rock stardom until he
enjoyed the one known
as drugs too much.
#death
#dialogue
#drugs
#fiction
#music
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BeautifulNothing2
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 7:33am
2nd Apr 2025 7:33am
Heart Of The Devil
I drank with his darkness,
I consumed his evil desires,
Now I dance with his demons,
Who smile at my demise,
I can't escape his eternal hell,
I'm trapped by the heart of the Devil.
I consumed his evil desires,
Now I dance with his demons,
Who smile at my demise,
I can't escape his eternal hell,
I'm trapped by the heart of the Devil.
#abuse
#dark
#devil
#FeelingTrapped
#hell
49 reads
1 Comment
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 8:19pm
1st Apr 2025 8:19pm
The Search
Search history and taxes,
Do they define,
All the conspiracies,
Inside my mind?
Or am I just behind?
Bringing the past to the future,
Driving past,
The danger signs
God keeps lying.
And I'm alone in his world,
Trying to survive,
And light it on fire.
666 is the ending,
Or the beginning.
Hiding in a ditch,
Under the tornado of the apocalypse.
Do they define,
All the conspiracies,
Inside my mind?
Or am I just behind?
Bringing the past to the future,
Driving past,
The danger signs
God keeps lying.
And I'm alone in his world,
Trying to survive,
And light it on fire.
666 is the ending,
Or the beginning.
Hiding in a ditch,
Under the tornado of the apocalypse.
#honesty
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0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 10:30am
1st Apr 2025 10:30am
Perhaps you'll be next!
Converged in Blasphemy
Hallucinations of a lunatics psyche
Enduring reality
Depraved before God
Shrieks of the tortured
Dead, sliced up and ready to fuck
Feasting from the womb
Worms & maggots spill
Swallowed whole as I cum blood
Satisfied, content for the moment
Keep my grave open
For the next debauchery
Perhaps you'll be next!
Hallucinations of a lunatics psyche
Enduring reality
Depraved before God
Shrieks of the tortured
Dead, sliced up and ready to fuck
Feasting from the womb
Worms & maggots spill
Swallowed whole as I cum blood
Satisfied, content for the moment
Keep my grave open
For the next debauchery
Perhaps you'll be next!
#fiction
#horror
69 reads
10 Comments
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