Dark Poems Seeking Honest Critique
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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rusted memories
rusted memories
jabbed my heart:
my soul's turning sepsis
gradually it will rot
oozing odour of toxicity
which has already started
paralyzing me,
my senses are going numb;
lockjaw of mind-
cant' enunciate feelings.
hurry, inject me a shot!
jab me with sanity,
eliminate the microbial apparitions
of my infected past
haunting the catacombs
in my mental cavern;
exhume his
ungodly touch,
vandalize graves
of his lies,
exorcise!
please exorcise me
of his remains ...
jabbed my heart:
my soul's turning sepsis
gradually it will rot
oozing odour of toxicity
which has already started
paralyzing me,
my senses are going numb;
lockjaw of mind-
cant' enunciate feelings.
hurry, inject me a shot!
jab me with sanity,
eliminate the microbial apparitions
of my infected past
haunting the catacombs
in my mental cavern;
exhume his
ungodly touch,
vandalize graves
of his lies,
exorcise!
please exorcise me
of his remains ...
#betrayal
#heartbroken
#lies
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Jenna!
Surround me with your friends and family,
And an 8 year old girl will slaughter them all!
You're afraid of someone not even 5ft tall?
Haha!
She's selfish and sweet.
A little doll.
I just need a little Fat Zack,
And Jessie's mom.
Then my daughter,
Can conquer them all!
I hope friends and family,
Aren't trying to stall,
My daughter is a go-getter,
Bouncing off the walls.
This pornography is against the law,
And nonstop harassment,
Of Jenna's mom.
So let's review...
And an 8 year old girl will slaughter them all!
You're afraid of someone not even 5ft tall?
Haha!
She's selfish and sweet.
A little doll.
I just need a little Fat Zack,
And Jessie's mom.
Then my daughter,
Can conquer them all!
I hope friends and family,
Aren't trying to stall,
My daughter is a go-getter,
Bouncing off the walls.
This pornography is against the law,
And nonstop harassment,
Of Jenna's mom.
So let's review...
#erotic
#porn
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1 Comment
Darkness
And I'll leave it at that.
let you ponder what else it could mean
if it even needs to mean anything else at all
parting skin and faith
tomorrow; a dream short lived.
Entrenched in defense
of a home soon to be demolished
of a love yet to be admonished
of a betrayal premonished.
breeding cycles of constant noise
behind the veil of a supplemented sigh
my thoughts race in-between bloodletting
and a foreboding sense of chimeric fear.
what am I to entropy, but a figment of a fragment
inherit my...
let you ponder what else it could mean
if it even needs to mean anything else at all
parting skin and faith
tomorrow; a dream short lived.
Entrenched in defense
of a home soon to be demolished
of a love yet to be admonished
of a betrayal premonished.
breeding cycles of constant noise
behind the veil of a supplemented sigh
my thoughts race in-between bloodletting
and a foreboding sense of chimeric fear.
what am I to entropy, but a figment of a fragment
inherit my...
#dark
#politics
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2 Comments
Ancestors
Last night I dreamt
my boys and I carried my father’s coffin
on the way to his final resting site
and when I accidentally tripped
his casket opened
and the man opened his eyes
looked at me and he asked “se acabo?”
(Is it over?)
I said “Yep, the party’s over pops
You gotta rest”
I woke up thinking about him
about his father too
how they died a before their time
how I didn’t find out more about my ancestors
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my boys and I carried my father’s coffin
on the way to his final resting site
and when I accidentally tripped
his casket opened
and the man opened his eyes
looked at me and he asked “se acabo?”
(Is it over?)
I said “Yep, the party’s over pops
You gotta rest”
I woke up thinking about him
about his father too
how they died a before their time
how I didn’t find out more about my ancestors
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#death
#father
#graveyard #grief
#graveyard #grief
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Zomb
rail against the night: take flight in deadly sin
Obscure your scene and take note of me
romancing a moment within the heated need
Bespelled by the Master of Metal
whose guitar riffs deliver
a driving beat to pound the nails
of your unholy crucifixion
Dreaded scorn, you are adored
Raging against the norm with visions told
seen on the aether, the demons teem willingly
Through the screen, magic is cast
a metal blasphemy
Enter the jackals who wish to emulate you
No one can ever claim your Sadistic reign
a...
Obscure your scene and take note of me
romancing a moment within the heated need
Bespelled by the Master of Metal
whose guitar riffs deliver
a driving beat to pound the nails
of your unholy crucifixion
Dreaded scorn, you are adored
Raging against the norm with visions told
seen on the aether, the demons teem willingly
Through the screen, magic is cast
a metal blasphemy
Enter the jackals who wish to emulate you
No one can ever claim your Sadistic reign
a...
#dark
#love
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4 Comments
dark artist channeling mischief
confusing, dark, it's an art to interpret
Thick with intent, it approaches
Don't show fear, better not
They will disrespect you
Make fun of your image
slander your name
lingo with a powerful accent
hell has its own spirit
My succubus license is granted
and ready to fly
The Master of the place is a stern man
My magic pure I pour out into the elements
rising on the aether
I'm going cariousing arousing the dread
Speaking in a language not understood by mortals
Evil is stunting wicked epiphany
Meek...
Thick with intent, it approaches
Don't show fear, better not
They will disrespect you
Make fun of your image
slander your name
lingo with a powerful accent
hell has its own spirit
My succubus license is granted
and ready to fly
The Master of the place is a stern man
My magic pure I pour out into the elements
rising on the aether
I'm going cariousing arousing the dread
Speaking in a language not understood by mortals
Evil is stunting wicked epiphany
Meek...
#dark
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2 Comments
Union 404
There once was a vast republic
that for its britches got too big
with a minority so thick...
they voted for a Jersey pig.
That pig was a demented dope
with no way that we couldn't tell
except if you abandoned hope
or got your news straight outta hell.
Dead, at two hundred and fifty,
which is what Krasnov meant to see
with MAGA being so unthrifty
in disregard for liberty!
Some ships of state, instead, are planes,
too afflicted by a gremlin
spiking headway in falsehood chains...
from a sadist in the...
that for its britches got too big
with a minority so thick...
they voted for a Jersey pig.
That pig was a demented dope
with no way that we couldn't tell
except if you abandoned hope
or got your news straight outta hell.
Dead, at two hundred and fifty,
which is what Krasnov meant to see
with MAGA being so unthrifty
in disregard for liberty!
Some ships of state, instead, are planes,
too afflicted by a gremlin
spiking headway in falsehood chains...
from a sadist in the...
#corruption
#deception
#ignorance #war
#ignorance #war
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4 Comments
morbid
insidious need, I did grieve inside me
With dreaded grace, did fumble
Hateful understanding, my thoughts grew dark
Bleak in nature, they haunt
a morbid creature of little interest
spoke of my dismal state like I wasn't there
you oddling of faith
better off erased
My vision blurred, and I stared at my accuser
Who, with gleaful teeth, did rend my flesh
Sad honesty, my truth told in scars upon my body
The monster bold
The craving wraith spoke on
My demise tasty, it watched as I wither
catcalling my dreams and...
With dreaded grace, did fumble
Hateful understanding, my thoughts grew dark
Bleak in nature, they haunt
a morbid creature of little interest
spoke of my dismal state like I wasn't there
you oddling of faith
better off erased
My vision blurred, and I stared at my accuser
Who, with gleaful teeth, did rend my flesh
Sad honesty, my truth told in scars upon my body
The monster bold
The craving wraith spoke on
My demise tasty, it watched as I wither
catcalling my dreams and...
#dark
#love
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2 Comments
deeper
Disastrous thoughts collide within me
to face it head-on or bury it
a thistle of thorns, my cloud
My happiness, taken by an awful feeling
shrouded in gloom, it picks
Dreaded doom, it flowers
It's anxiety's trick and power
terrorizing my peace of mind
Thoughts of a dangerous nature threaten
My soul huddles against it
It's unnatural how homey the dark feels
honesties glare burns
hideous understanding
I am the devil of my own making
crisis of faith turns me mute
With nothing to answer against it ...
to face it head-on or bury it
a thistle of thorns, my cloud
My happiness, taken by an awful feeling
shrouded in gloom, it picks
Dreaded doom, it flowers
It's anxiety's trick and power
terrorizing my peace of mind
Thoughts of a dangerous nature threaten
My soul huddles against it
It's unnatural how homey the dark feels
honesties glare burns
hideous understanding
I am the devil of my own making
crisis of faith turns me mute
With nothing to answer against it ...
#anxiety
#dark
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2 Comments
forget
Darkness Bane, my hurt is insane
curled into a ball, I balk
With shivers of madness, I tremble
Sleek with regret, I stutter
needful cage of a somber tone
Releasing these feelings, necessary
My keenness can be felt deeply
If you listen to the silent weep
Cloistered vision, I'm hard on myself
There is no value
incessant laughter says I'm a failure
unkempt rebellion I slack
Where I should be taught
speaking expletives into being
even those not heard of
because they reside in me
words formed...
curled into a ball, I balk
With shivers of madness, I tremble
Sleek with regret, I stutter
needful cage of a somber tone
Releasing these feelings, necessary
My keenness can be felt deeply
If you listen to the silent weep
Cloistered vision, I'm hard on myself
There is no value
incessant laughter says I'm a failure
unkempt rebellion I slack
Where I should be taught
speaking expletives into being
even those not heard of
because they reside in me
words formed...
#anxiety
#dark
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fret
Darkness dread, my fear is fed
In the gothic gloom, squander
Feelings take a toll
expending them freely
leaves one with a dull ache
emptiness ensues with fretful thoughts
I'm not liked of this, I'm sure
spurned affections answer for me
Little lady, so bare
Cover your nakedness
a multitude of imperfections we see
needful redemption afflicted sorrow
Be it now or on the morrow
When you realize your folly
incessant chatter rankles my nerves
It's as if the bleak is giving a sermon
to which there is...
In the gothic gloom, squander
Feelings take a toll
expending them freely
leaves one with a dull ache
emptiness ensues with fretful thoughts
I'm not liked of this, I'm sure
spurned affections answer for me
Little lady, so bare
Cover your nakedness
a multitude of imperfections we see
needful redemption afflicted sorrow
Be it now or on the morrow
When you realize your folly
incessant chatter rankles my nerves
It's as if the bleak is giving a sermon
to which there is...
#anxiety
#dark
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2 Comments
carrol

#poverty
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