Dark Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
PAR
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 2:46pm
19th Apr 2025 2:46pm
Toccata and fugue on a rainy day
So, as I was saying...
You should take more care
of your own life
and let others live theirs.
You should keep quiet.
Sit and let the energies flow
through your body
from the top of your hollow head
to the base of your clubbed feet.
You should stop listening
to other people's conversations
and feel the stench
of their cadaverous thoughts.
Bury your hands in your pockets
until they reach the bottom
of your infernal well.
Stop letting the crackling of words
that don't...
You should take more care
of your own life
and let others live theirs.
You should keep quiet.
Sit and let the energies flow
through your body
from the top of your hollow head
to the base of your clubbed feet.
You should stop listening
to other people's conversations
and feel the stench
of their cadaverous thoughts.
Bury your hands in your pockets
until they reach the bottom
of your infernal well.
Stop letting the crackling of words
that don't...
#conflict
#confusion
#dialogue
#escape
#hell
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 2:44pm
19th Apr 2025 2:44pm
A darker shade
From the many memories of the truth of the darkness, that is hidden in the shade of blue 🔵 skies, pass the white clouds of images that makes shapes followed by silent whispers, that exhibit the solar eclipse in motions of changes to come. Creating a sense of calmness and relaxation into tranquility. For it's true that we are only ENTITY'S of the images of our pass lives experience, that reflect the way we see 👁️👁️ things that has helped us to navigate, through the process of the rough times, as well as the good times. Yet it's typically to assume the...
#LifeAsAWriter
#metaphor
#philosophical
#PowerOfWords
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Apr 2025 11:45pm
18th Apr 2025 11:45pm
Fragile Existence
The child inside is terrified
Misshapen intent
Quick to doubt
An injustice
Afraid to feel
A silent crime
Killing her mind
Stop wasting her time
Love and understanding
Vital to her fragile existence
Misshapen intent
Quick to doubt
An injustice
Afraid to feel
A silent crime
Killing her mind
Stop wasting her time
Love and understanding
Vital to her fragile existence
#honesty
#identity
#MentalHealth #support
#MentalHealth #support
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12 Comments
drivelicious13
alon aLion
alon aLion
Poem Published
18th Apr 2025 10:41pm
18th Apr 2025 10:41pm
Civilized Stage (Re-Mix)
Civilized Stage
elected by landslide
this surgery of mine
is not cosmetic
quite the contrary
it's absolutely
de-constructive
compelled to quell
psychological pain
it's not enough
dis-connecting brain
this precipitous
fall from Grace
takes up valuable space
my biological footprint
and consumption rate
require resources
better waged...
elected by landslide
this surgery of mine
is not cosmetic
quite the contrary
it's absolutely
de-constructive
compelled to quell
psychological pain
it's not enough
dis-connecting brain
this precipitous
fall from Grace
takes up valuable space
my biological footprint
and consumption rate
require resources
better waged...
#disappointment
#scifi
#suicide
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Haunted_Lunacy
Poem Published
18th Apr 2025 9:10am
18th Apr 2025 9:10am
The Devils Sonnet
The moon, it whispers
such violent things,
the devils sonnet,
beelzebub sings.
Through my window,
upon my bed,
it’s beams they taunt me,
this concert of dread.
The sweetest melody
of chaos and fear.
For when the moon
whispers, the demons
draw near.
such violent things,
the devils sonnet,
beelzebub sings.
Through my window,
upon my bed,
it’s beams they taunt me,
this concert of dread.
The sweetest melody
of chaos and fear.
For when the moon
whispers, the demons
draw near.
#anxiety
#dark
#depression
#devil
#fear
51 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Apr 2025 00:19am
18th Apr 2025 00:19am
To Die Again
For those I hate
Fucking hell
Beneath the skin
An open wound
Thirsty for blood
Hunger for flesh
Scattered carnage
Wriggling torsos
Pungent, infested disease
Brain candy for dessert
Vomiting repugnance
To die again
Fucking hell
Beneath the skin
An open wound
Thirsty for blood
Hunger for flesh
Scattered carnage
Wriggling torsos
Pungent, infested disease
Brain candy for dessert
Vomiting repugnance
To die again
#death
#evil
#fiction
#horror
#violence
85 reads
6 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
17th Apr 2025 8:00pm
17th Apr 2025 8:00pm
I Waited With the Match
I never begged to be loved.
I only ever learned
how to be wanted.
How to breathe pretty
and smile soft,
how to keep my pain
polished and palatable
so no one would ask
why I never flinched
when hands reached for me
like I was already theirs.
I was the match
they lit themselves on,
then cursed for burning.
And still-
I stayed close.
Because deep down,
I believed if someone
just stood still long enough,
they might see me.
Not the show.
Not the skin. ...
I only ever learned
how to be wanted.
How to breathe pretty
and smile soft,
how to keep my pain
polished and palatable
so no one would ask
why I never flinched
when hands reached for me
like I was already theirs.
I was the match
they lit themselves on,
then cursed for burning.
And still-
I stayed close.
Because deep down,
I believed if someone
just stood still long enough,
they might see me.
Not the show.
Not the skin. ...
#abuse
#lust
#manipulation
#passion
#relationships
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33 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
17th Apr 2025 7:31pm
17th Apr 2025 7:31pm
Gothic
My gothic romance caresses midnight
With a sigh and a weep
Macabre lingers in the cemetery
talking to spirits
Whispering secrets to the dead, listening
A darkened world beckons
and I become enamored by the odd
beguiling and honest, they covet a misfit
intriguing the bleak in me
Donning black to represent my perpetual sorrow
Moody essence, I scowl
pouring my thoughts out without saying a word
Gloom follows me
a dour look on my painted black lips
Satirical wit sets me apart
With sarcastic observations,...
With a sigh and a weep
Macabre lingers in the cemetery
talking to spirits
Whispering secrets to the dead, listening
A darkened world beckons
and I become enamored by the odd
beguiling and honest, they covet a misfit
intriguing the bleak in me
Donning black to represent my perpetual sorrow
Moody essence, I scowl
pouring my thoughts out without saying a word
Gloom follows me
a dour look on my painted black lips
Satirical wit sets me apart
With sarcastic observations,...
#dark
#gothic
#vampires
67 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
17th Apr 2025 3:07pm
17th Apr 2025 3:07pm
job description
Job description
If you like to be an executioner
can be failed as doctors
or nurses who needs the thrilling
feeling masterful
Given the last, fatal injection
give a sense of power
so strong it can lead to premature
ejaculation
What can be better than legally
killing the condemned and feel
proud of a job, both well paid
emotionally rewarding
If you like to be an executioner
can be failed as doctors
or nurses who needs the thrilling
feeling masterful
Given the last, fatal injection
give a sense of power
so strong it can lead to premature
ejaculation
What can be better than legally
killing the condemned and feel
proud of a job, both well paid
emotionally rewarding
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy #dark
#apathy #dark
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oskar
Poem Published
17th Apr 2025 11:47am
17th Apr 2025 11:47am
it must not go unsaid
It must not go unsaid.
they were charming people who understood my concern
to have an ill wife who needed care more than
an old pension can bear was to invest with them in
a scheme that out great dividends
An investment where my uncle's son was the facilitator
what else could go wrong, his skeptical heart
sensed a new spring and leaped in the hope of a new
dawn, free of the struggle, which bill to pay today
When the time came to harvest the award, they
asked for more, much more than he could offer
He shut the door,...
they were charming people who understood my concern
to have an ill wife who needed care more than
an old pension can bear was to invest with them in
a scheme that out great dividends
An investment where my uncle's son was the facilitator
what else could go wrong, his skeptical heart
sensed a new spring and leaped in the hope of a new
dawn, free of the struggle, which bill to pay today
When the time came to harvest the award, they
asked for more, much more than he could offer
He shut the door,...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions #forgiveness
#emotions #forgiveness
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
17th Apr 2025 1:34am
17th Apr 2025 1:34am
The Torture Master
The damp basement floor
Infested with cockroaches
Through a creaking door
A maniacal man approaches
Covered in days of dirt
And a smell of rotten flesh
His untucked stained shirt
Unending torture expected next
He hobbles to the corner
And eyes up his next victim
Its too late to warn her
Pain will soon inflict them
He drags her by her hair
Over to his workshop table
Screaming tears of despair
But physically she's unable
To free...
Infested with cockroaches
Through a creaking door
A maniacal man approaches
Covered in days of dirt
And a smell of rotten flesh
His untucked stained shirt
Unending torture expected next
He hobbles to the corner
And eyes up his next victim
Its too late to warn her
Pain will soon inflict them
He drags her by her hair
Over to his workshop table
Screaming tears of despair
But physically she's unable
To free...
#dark
#emptiness
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
17th Apr 2025 1:22am
17th Apr 2025 1:22am
expelled
dwindling in the nether region
a realm of hell in which I burn in
hoping to rise
I call out give me voice
In raptured silence do plead
My need is great
sickened hope my grievous error
a platform to jump from
sending my words careening
at light speed through the word jungle
Confusing thoughts assault me
Just shut up and let it be
mimed and mimicked despair
Even the angels heckle my sorrow
jesting for the hell of it
laying odds I won't make the cut
inside my hellish world
is the anxiety...
a realm of hell in which I burn in
hoping to rise
I call out give me voice
In raptured silence do plead
My need is great
sickened hope my grievous error
a platform to jump from
sending my words careening
at light speed through the word jungle
Confusing thoughts assault me
Just shut up and let it be
mimed and mimicked despair
Even the angels heckle my sorrow
jesting for the hell of it
laying odds I won't make the cut
inside my hellish world
is the anxiety...
#anxiety
#dark
#WritingPoetry
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