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.
smackdownraven
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:19pm
Yesterday 11:19pm
Luce
brother of mine
What say you of misfits and rebels?
Seeing is believing; freedom rings true for some
unrelenting pain is garnered
and I lost sight of you in the mists
sacred art is to know you
unforgiven on the path
resurrecting old demons
my thoughts observe and interfere when you need
my vow kept
I'll see you in the eternal
void of valor it was for naught
seeking truth in all you say
slaughtered without sight are the innocent
created to fight and nothing more
vulnerable honesty
now...
What say you of misfits and rebels?
Seeing is believing; freedom rings true for some
unrelenting pain is garnered
and I lost sight of you in the mists
sacred art is to know you
unforgiven on the path
resurrecting old demons
my thoughts observe and interfere when you need
my vow kept
I'll see you in the eternal
void of valor it was for naught
seeking truth in all you say
slaughtered without sight are the innocent
created to fight and nothing more
vulnerable honesty
now...
#angels
#brother
#dark
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:30am
Yesterday 6:30am
The Scraping Of My Bone
Blood stains on the concrete wall
Red rivers flowing on the floor
Hidden shadows in corners crawl
A chilling draft creaking the door
The flickering light enrages
As I quickly scan the room
Clanging sounds of rattling cages
This torture chamber of doom
His dirty hands and jagged nails
Slowly dragging his hatchet
The smell of bloody entrails
Filled with crawling maggots
Soulless black beady eyes
Gazed hauntingly into mine
Echoes of blood curdling cries
Psychological torture by design ...
Red rivers flowing on the floor
Hidden shadows in corners crawl
A chilling draft creaking the door
The flickering light enrages
As I quickly scan the room
Clanging sounds of rattling cages
This torture chamber of doom
His dirty hands and jagged nails
Slowly dragging his hatchet
The smell of bloody entrails
Filled with crawling maggots
Soulless black beady eyes
Gazed hauntingly into mine
Echoes of blood curdling cries
Psychological torture by design ...
#anxiety
#emptiness
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michaelslove2
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:09am
Yesterday 6:09am
Calling About Tuesday
Calling About Tuesday
I hung up on him twice
but he kept right on calling
all through the night till the sun
began to rise.
'Rrrring Rrrring Rrrring Rrring!'
“Won't you please leave me alone!”
'Rrrring Rrrring Rrrring Rrrring!'
From the telephone.
I unplugged the phone from the wall.
Still it would ring!
I threw it against the wall
shattering the thing!
I went out for a walk to relax, clear my mind.
The park near my home always my place
to get away from it all for a while.
...
I hung up on him twice
but he kept right on calling
all through the night till the sun
began to rise.
'Rrrring Rrrring Rrrring Rrring!'
“Won't you please leave me alone!”
'Rrrring Rrrring Rrrring Rrrring!'
From the telephone.
I unplugged the phone from the wall.
Still it would ring!
I threw it against the wall
shattering the thing!
I went out for a walk to relax, clear my mind.
The park near my home always my place
to get away from it all for a while.
...
#anxiety
#dark
#fear
#frustration
#horror
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
25th Mar 2025 8:59pm
25th Mar 2025 8:59pm
sarcastic
trying my hand with shadows
tying my wrists I bind letting my demons fly
sacred art to touch the immortal pine
interesting homage to the unseen that move among us
disturbing nor trespassing I observe
fleeting thought to look away
but the closer I look instead
creating mischief not to be mistaken for horror
This is a familiar game
the unseemly are family
and we play in jest
Sharpening our blades but not cutting too deep
Sarcasm drips sardonic rule
If you are too friendly, they won't think you're on their own ...
tying my wrists I bind letting my demons fly
sacred art to touch the immortal pine
interesting homage to the unseen that move among us
disturbing nor trespassing I observe
fleeting thought to look away
but the closer I look instead
creating mischief not to be mistaken for horror
This is a familiar game
the unseemly are family
and we play in jest
Sharpening our blades but not cutting too deep
Sarcasm drips sardonic rule
If you are too friendly, they won't think you're on their own ...
#dark
#love
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Duende
Poem Published
25th Mar 2025 2:00pm
25th Mar 2025 2:00pm
Dead Inside
to say i'm utterly
devastated is an
understatement
i feel crushed
The day after
i saw our home
will be closing
its doors i was
told Two of my
supportworkers
will have to stop
due to protocols
and regulations
the government
who Wants more
money & power
they always do
it means i'll lose
3/4 of my support
system including
the deep site my
lifeline & you guys
everything familiar
feels like i'm walking
on...
devastated is an
understatement
i feel crushed
The day after
i saw our home
will be closing
its doors i was
told Two of my
supportworkers
will have to stop
due to protocols
and regulations
the government
who Wants more
money & power
they always do
it means i'll lose
3/4 of my support
system including
the deep site my
lifeline & you guys
everything familiar
feels like i'm walking
on...
#dark
#depression
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18 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Mar 2025 9:01am
25th Mar 2025 9:01am
Sleepless night dreams
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ For I know some people's may and will take this message, in different kinds of way as it is just, a mental stimulation of silent thoughts. FROM sleepless nights when I can't just turn my mind off from the deepest thoughts, that creeps in the dark deepness of my mind. For sure it's necessary to understand that tomorrow isn't a promise to anyone, for sure what I'm saying is facts not fiction. For sure it will sound morbid, to some people's yet there are those who has felt these real genuine...
#aging
#cancer
#death
#emotional
#metaphor
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 11:59pm
24th Mar 2025 11:59pm
I trust it, you hate it
I abused you when I had the time
Never saw it on your face
Reconstruction in your own words
I didn't mind, no I'm not a head case
Such good times looking into your eyes
Your beauty screams pain, I know that your mine
Becoming sober was your mistake
There's nothing left for you here
I trust it, you hate it
Nightmares heal, reality is fear
I long to hear you kill your lies
Now I feel so haunted as I search for
Any excuse that will ease my mind
Love till death, unusable whore
Never saw it on your face
Reconstruction in your own words
I didn't mind, no I'm not a head case
Such good times looking into your eyes
Your beauty screams pain, I know that your mine
Becoming sober was your mistake
There's nothing left for you here
I trust it, you hate it
Nightmares heal, reality is fear
I long to hear you kill your lies
Now I feel so haunted as I search for
Any excuse that will ease my mind
Love till death, unusable whore
#abuse
#identity
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#suffering
48 reads
6 Comments
BaldyBrown
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 6:10pm
24th Mar 2025 6:10pm
The Aversion You Live
Fields of delight
Smell the lie divine
Right this way
Do not decline
Taste the deceit
Your version that might
be more sweet
than the aversion you live
Standing outside the fire
Standing there you lust
Virility smolders into
a tepid perversion of
an orange sky
Your ashes into it
Smell the lie divine
Right this way
Do not decline
Taste the deceit
Your version that might
be more sweet
than the aversion you live
Standing outside the fire
Standing there you lust
Virility smolders into
a tepid perversion of
an orange sky
Your ashes into it
#dark
#emptiness
#regret
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 3:47pm
24th Mar 2025 3:47pm
One Bullet, Five Chances
I came to you for a problem
Instead, all I heard were your problems!
I really needed you in these dark times
I had no one else to talk to
I truly thought I meant something to you
I guess not
You can't stop talking about yourself, can you?
It's sickening how self-centered and vain you really are
Even when it's negative, you seem to address it, like some exciting movie script
You don't care what kind of audience you have
As long as they have a pulse
Someone could be lying on the ground dying,
and you would talk about your day or...
Instead, all I heard were your problems!
I really needed you in these dark times
I had no one else to talk to
I truly thought I meant something to you
I guess not
You can't stop talking about yourself, can you?
It's sickening how self-centered and vain you really are
Even when it's negative, you seem to address it, like some exciting movie script
You don't care what kind of audience you have
As long as they have a pulse
Someone could be lying on the ground dying,
and you would talk about your day or...
#inspirational
#motivational
#suicide #support
#suicide #support
66 reads
9 Comments
rksingh
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 6:41am
24th Mar 2025 6:41am
COVID-19
Punitive
corona virus--
lépreuse
some say it's invasion
the barbarian without
quarantined
I clear my throat
behind the face mask
breathe in unknown viruses
suffer new repressions
now lockdown
cut off life:
castration
Hugo said monasticism
resisting death
--R K Singh
corona virus--
lépreuse
some say it's invasion
the barbarian without
quarantined
I clear my throat
behind the face mask
breathe in unknown viruses
suffer new repressions
now lockdown
cut off life:
castration
Hugo said monasticism
resisting death
--R K Singh
#illness
#pandemic
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2025 6:53pm
23rd Mar 2025 6:53pm
sunrises and monsters
feeling the arc of pain playing out on my weary bones
who screams no not now
strong and willful my soul batters at the constraints of hurt
entering the need of the moment
it needs me to be strong
wrestling with demons I know well
sharpens my instincts
the spirits are restless
and i with them
my soul aches with a feeling
you know the ache
the one that keeps you up at night
fearing sleep cause of the monsters I will meet there
they're waiting for me
entertain the feeling it gets brighter by day...
who screams no not now
strong and willful my soul batters at the constraints of hurt
entering the need of the moment
it needs me to be strong
wrestling with demons I know well
sharpens my instincts
the spirits are restless
and i with them
my soul aches with a feeling
you know the ache
the one that keeps you up at night
fearing sleep cause of the monsters I will meet there
they're waiting for me
entertain the feeling it gets brighter by day...
#anxiety
#dark
#death
72 reads
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AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2025 1:03pm
23rd Mar 2025 1:03pm
Them
When the ugly people band together,
They actually feel like they're better.
But, you just watch them.
And mock them.
When the women band together,
And try to act like they're better,
I just let them.
I know their intentions.
When someone disappears,
And I still know they're here,
Do they know I've caught them?
Ill throw them in a coffin.
All of these ears still couldn't hear,
My fake coughing,
Laughing at their convention.
Always needing attention.
Hide! While you...
They actually feel like they're better.
But, you just watch them.
And mock them.
When the women band together,
And try to act like they're better,
I just let them.
I know their intentions.
When someone disappears,
And I still know they're here,
Do they know I've caught them?
Ill throw them in a coffin.
All of these ears still couldn't hear,
My fake coughing,
Laughing at their convention.
Always needing attention.
Hide! While you...
#dark
#lies
#secrets #TruthOfLife
#secrets #TruthOfLife
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7 Comments
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