Least Read Dark Poems
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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2024 12:27pm
23rd Aug 2024 12:27pm
Blankets To Hide
Blood once fiery with passion
runs cold, dripping in bitter seasons,
snowfall without happiness
A house of cards amidst the winds
of grief and loss, reshuffled and cut to
clubs or spades, deafened by the
metronome click of the second hand as
the time of his life elapses
Walking adjacent to life but not in it,
a facade of acceptance beneath the
black blanket of death
runs cold, dripping in bitter seasons,
snowfall without happiness
A house of cards amidst the winds
of grief and loss, reshuffled and cut to
clubs or spades, deafened by the
metronome click of the second hand as
the time of his life elapses
Walking adjacent to life but not in it,
a facade of acceptance beneath the
black blanket of death
#dark
#FeelingLost
#grief
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
8th Oct 2024 6:33pm
8th Oct 2024 6:33pm
A son too soon has set…
A dark corner in a smoke filled bar room
there sits a man contemplating his doom
holding the dust of a once first born bloom
sipping on bourbon he seals his own tomb
Traveling through time in a mind full of loss
swimming through starlight he hazards the cost
will forever be enough time to mourn
drowning in the river Styx he’s reborn
Future is farther away than before
he barters with gods to settle the score
a temptress in black spreads her wings to fly
silently crying, his tears asking why
Loss tears a piece of the...
there sits a man contemplating his doom
holding the dust of a once first born bloom
sipping on bourbon he seals his own tomb
Traveling through time in a mind full of loss
swimming through starlight he hazards the cost
will forever be enough time to mourn
drowning in the river Styx he’s reborn
Future is farther away than before
he barters with gods to settle the score
a temptress in black spreads her wings to fly
silently crying, his tears asking why
Loss tears a piece of the...
#grief
#heartbroken
#sadness
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2020 5:04pm
3rd Mar 2020 5:04pm
Auto Pilot
Attention steady wanders
Mind over matter
Obsolete thoughts squander
Silent pitter patter
Tour guide central
Trapped for days
Illustrious disturbed mental
Mouse blueprinted maze
Sight seems blind
Black hole space
Empty sounds bind
Entity no face
Downward funnel spiral
Abyssal swallowed pit
Self-destruct made final
Time suffering whit
Principles flutter dim
Speech echoes ears
Prisoner from within
Uncharted mass fears
Zombified act illusion
Diluted motor skills
Uncompliant heir...
Mind over matter
Obsolete thoughts squander
Silent pitter patter
Tour guide central
Trapped for days
Illustrious disturbed mental
Mouse blueprinted maze
Sight seems blind
Black hole space
Empty sounds bind
Entity no face
Downward funnel spiral
Abyssal swallowed pit
Self-destruct made final
Time suffering whit
Principles flutter dim
Speech echoes ears
Prisoner from within
Uncharted mass fears
Zombified act illusion
Diluted motor skills
Uncompliant heir...
#loneliness
#frustration
#confusion
#despair
#emptiness
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8 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2020 1:12am
22nd Apr 2020 1:12am
Unemployed Horror
I payed a visit to your house this morning
I rang the bell and waited
I had a few of my friends with me
Some were impatient, some were infuriated
My long-time best friend Freddy
Said you haven’t been dreaming in a while
How’s he supposed to make a living
If you keep caffeinating on his style
My nephew Chucky wanted to play
Spin the bottle with your son Andy
His knife was of the sharpest and ready
To slice open some old Halloween candy
Michael Myers is still looking for his sister
I told him she was here for a sleepover
He...
I rang the bell and waited
I had a few of my friends with me
Some were impatient, some were infuriated
My long-time best friend Freddy
Said you haven’t been dreaming in a while
How’s he supposed to make a living
If you keep caffeinating on his style
My nephew Chucky wanted to play
Spin the bottle with your son Andy
His knife was of the sharpest and ready
To slice open some old Halloween candy
Michael Myers is still looking for his sister
I told him she was here for a sleepover
He...
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
15th Apr 2020 6:15pm
15th Apr 2020 6:15pm
Choked in Silence
The frail drums of my ears
Loop alarms excessive enough to bring forth tears
The deafening circus these humans bear
Migrate my migraines the size of a bear
That tears me to shreds until I’m completely bare
This thunderous ruckus shakes away at my pain
Aggressing the sensation of my throbbing pain
Mocking its deeds until I’m insane
Just outside its vantage point where it camps on my pane
Their opera of life reeks of havoc sent
Manure under my nose squatting their shitty scent
Parading around as if they’re so innocent
Of...
Loop alarms excessive enough to bring forth tears
The deafening circus these humans bear
Migrate my migraines the size of a bear
That tears me to shreds until I’m completely bare
This thunderous ruckus shakes away at my pain
Aggressing the sensation of my throbbing pain
Mocking its deeds until I’m insane
Just outside its vantage point where it camps on my pane
Their opera of life reeks of havoc sent
Manure under my nose squatting their shitty scent
Parading around as if they’re so innocent
Of...
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#suffering
#temptation
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
5th Oct 2020 1:33am
5th Oct 2020 1:33am
Be Afraid To Be Alone
The night is growing
You are still awake
Your T.V. is snowing
You have a mild headache
The winds punish your shutters
The rain brutalizes your house
A local owl hoots its mutter
The elements create a rouse
The branches claw your windows
The trees sway along the breeze
The thunder rolls its billows
While the lightning threatens to seize
Your T.V. becomes alive
Broadcasting the local news
There were reports of a demise
On the very street you snooze
There’s a sudden interruption
An escape from an asylum ...
You are still awake
Your T.V. is snowing
You have a mild headache
The winds punish your shutters
The rain brutalizes your house
A local owl hoots its mutter
The elements create a rouse
The branches claw your windows
The trees sway along the breeze
The thunder rolls its billows
While the lightning threatens to seize
Your T.V. becomes alive
Broadcasting the local news
There were reports of a demise
On the very street you snooze
There’s a sudden interruption
An escape from an asylum ...
#sadness
#anxiety
#Halloween
#despair
#fear
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FeNyX
Poem Published
11th Jan 2021 5:54pm
11th Jan 2021 5:54pm
Snakeskin Soul And A Lipstick Heart
Through nebulous undertones
And a snakeskin soul
She sauntered over to the bar
"What'll it be"
"The usual"
"Lady I never saw you before"
Looking him up and down appraisingly
"Well then, time to start new traditions"
"Something cold and hard with a twist"
The bartender shook his head
Knowing better than to argue
He concocted a drink in his mind named Sexy Demon
The woman moved through the crowd
Sipping her drink and sizing up her poison
Tall short dark light mmm ...
...
And a snakeskin soul
She sauntered over to the bar
"What'll it be"
"The usual"
"Lady I never saw you before"
Looking him up and down appraisingly
"Well then, time to start new traditions"
"Something cold and hard with a twist"
The bartender shook his head
Knowing better than to argue
He concocted a drink in his mind named Sexy Demon
The woman moved through the crowd
Sipping her drink and sizing up her poison
Tall short dark light mmm ...
...
#dark
#vampires
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FeNyX
Poem Published
11th Jan 2021 6:31pm
11th Jan 2021 6:31pm
Uranium
The heaviest natural element known
My heart feels heavier and emptier still
My hollows echo with your silence
The reverberations can end me killed
Vibrate me open
Gush the lifeblood
Paint my portrait
For the Coroner's book of mugs
If time ...
I'll sign your name to it
Killed by ...
From above I look like a butterfly ...
My heart feels heavier and emptier still
My hollows echo with your silence
The reverberations can end me killed
Vibrate me open
Gush the lifeblood
Paint my portrait
For the Coroner's book of mugs
If time ...
I'll sign your name to it
Killed by ...
From above I look like a butterfly ...
#love
#loneliness
#death #hurt
#death #hurt
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 7:47am
7th Apr 2024 7:47am
Something In the Mirror
A coagulation of ideas,
congregations around the bleeding
dreams of yesterday, while the remains
of a life slowly drain away
I often tug at the scab of unrealized
creations, yearning for things long since
taken away, it's the invisible scars that
often hurt the most
Had love been the cure, the candle in my
heart might still burn, alas there is only cold
where warmth once was, and an emptiness
from whence a universe is born
So deep the fantasy, to reality there is
no return, only the continuous walk between ...
congregations around the bleeding
dreams of yesterday, while the remains
of a life slowly drain away
I often tug at the scab of unrealized
creations, yearning for things long since
taken away, it's the invisible scars that
often hurt the most
Had love been the cure, the candle in my
heart might still burn, alas there is only cold
where warmth once was, and an emptiness
from whence a universe is born
So deep the fantasy, to reality there is
no return, only the continuous walk between ...
#sadness
#grief
#dreams
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 7:14pm
28th Jun 2024 7:14pm
Slain
I will caress you, gliding my lips
across your neck as if you were the
most delicate of porcelains, then
tip you from the shelf to watch you
shatter. broken little doll
Fear not, as I will fuck the jagged
pieces, gluing you together with
kind words and cum, and lick the
excitement from your lips
I can bed you like a blossom
or bite your ear and fuck you
up against the wall, pick your
poison, I’m just a machine,
here for your pleasure
…and pain
across your neck as if you were the
most delicate of porcelains, then
tip you from the shelf to watch you
shatter. broken little doll
Fear not, as I will fuck the jagged
pieces, gluing you together with
kind words and cum, and lick the
excitement from your lips
I can bed you like a blossom
or bite your ear and fuck you
up against the wall, pick your
poison, I’m just a machine,
here for your pleasure
…and pain
#hurt
#lust
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
20th Apr 2024 00:03am
20th Apr 2024 00:03am
Nine
I remember my first act of violence
outside of the home that is
I just wanted to feel what it was like to win
so I prayed upon the weak
I don't remember feeling anything
but there were lessons
witnesses reported my crime and
punishment soon followed
A few well placed words and alligator
tears found my sentence commuted
under the noses of the gullible
I learned there is always a way out
I was nine years old
outside of the home that is
I just wanted to feel what it was like to win
so I prayed upon the weak
I don't remember feeling anything
but there were lessons
witnesses reported my crime and
punishment soon followed
A few well placed words and alligator
tears found my sentence commuted
under the noses of the gullible
I learned there is always a way out
I was nine years old
#manipulation
#violence
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
14th Jun 2024 5:30pm
14th Jun 2024 5:30pm
The Creep (You want)
Beauty blooms in the fragments of your
brokenness, such a wonderfully
beautiful mess, how I long to lick
the misery oozing from your soul
and taste the pain upon your skin
I am the dark, not hiding my ruthless
intentions nor my abuse of power,
even now as you feel the anger and
know my malice you are reading these
words and falling in love
It’s okay, we all need the darkness,
I close my eyes and feel you touching
yourself, now I’m touching myself too,
there is a sensuality in a dark mind
and the...
brokenness, such a wonderfully
beautiful mess, how I long to lick
the misery oozing from your soul
and taste the pain upon your skin
I am the dark, not hiding my ruthless
intentions nor my abuse of power,
even now as you feel the anger and
know my malice you are reading these
words and falling in love
It’s okay, we all need the darkness,
I close my eyes and feel you touching
yourself, now I’m touching myself too,
there is a sensuality in a dark mind
and the...
#dark
#erotic
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DU Poetry : Least Read Dark Poetry. Dark Poems about Death, Horror and Evil (Page 2)
