Dark Poems by Members Last Online
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
Poems published by members most recently online.
Darkness- Haiku
Murky waters and
Rancid smells of carcasses
Flood this dark staged tomb
Rancid smells of carcasses
Flood this dark staged tomb
#dark
#death
#graveyard
273 reads
9 Comments
Cranes
Worlds above, cranes swoop
Brisk city strides with coffee
Loose bolts kill us all
Brisk city strides with coffee
Loose bolts kill us all
#haiku
67 reads
1 Comment
Not Available (anywhere else)
Be steeped
in my blood
Drink its
nutrients
Fill up
your tank
My antibodies
Will fight
for you
in my blood
Drink its
nutrients
Fill up
your tank
My antibodies
Will fight
for you
#love
#dark
#minimalist
261 reads
5 Comments
In the Crow's Nest
Far out at sea in the middle of the night
Under the moonlight the waves are calm
The ship rocks back and forth, up and down
As the lookout watches from the Crow’s Nest
All the seamen are asleep below deck
Except for the lookout in the Crow’s Nest
Watching the horizon, looking for land
As the ship bobs up and down at high sea
And the lookout perched on the Crow’s Nest
Tired from the long days out at sea sees a thing
But it’s not a whale or any other known creature
It’s something bigger than the entire ship ...
Under the moonlight the waves are calm
The ship rocks back and forth, up and down
As the lookout watches from the Crow’s Nest
All the seamen are asleep below deck
Except for the lookout in the Crow’s Nest
Watching the horizon, looking for land
As the ship bobs up and down at high sea
And the lookout perched on the Crow’s Nest
Tired from the long days out at sea sees a thing
But it’s not a whale or any other known creature
It’s something bigger than the entire ship ...
#dark
#mythology
#mystery
100 reads
6 Comments
Brothers In Bond
entertaining the powers that be
they come to me to see what I'm made of
groaning from growing pains in the immortal sense
they won't pass me if I'm not up to snuff
exposing me to all kinds of trials
my witchiness must be sharp
a warrioress of the way
mock wars to ready one for the eventual
the man Himself says it's coming
preparing me he says it must be instinct like drawing a breath
no questions in the moment, respond
a weapon sure and deadly his people ready
we will take our opponent down
He has not revealed...
they come to me to see what I'm made of
groaning from growing pains in the immortal sense
they won't pass me if I'm not up to snuff
exposing me to all kinds of trials
my witchiness must be sharp
a warrioress of the way
mock wars to ready one for the eventual
the man Himself says it's coming
preparing me he says it must be instinct like drawing a breath
no questions in the moment, respond
a weapon sure and deadly his people ready
we will take our opponent down
He has not revealed...
#brother
#family
45 reads
4 Comments
Brooding
First day of Spring
Cold
Windy
I’m brooding
Not because I love heat
It’s not that
It’s something else
I could tell you my feelings
Won’t burden you
Darkness consumes me
I welcome the brutal truth
Because truth is rare
I walk lonely, dog by my side
Time is an invoice
You pay or else face the consequences
Cold
Windy
I’m brooding
Not because I love heat
It’s not that
It’s something else
I could tell you my feelings
Won’t burden you
Darkness consumes me
I welcome the brutal truth
Because truth is rare
I walk lonely, dog by my side
Time is an invoice
You pay or else face the consequences
#dark
#confessional
#TruthOfLife #philosophical
#TruthOfLife #philosophical
141 reads
43 Comments
Evil Unicorn (Cauldron Kill Series)
#hate
#dark
#unicorns
28 reads
4 Comments
Nightmare Within A Steam Room
Aurora opened her eyes and found herself
sitting naked in a sauna before the door
opened and some stud stepped in and sank his fangs
into her neck before she woke up screaming loud.
sitting naked in a sauna before the door
opened and some stud stepped in and sank his fangs
into her neck before she woke up screaming loud.
#dreams
#fiction
#scary
#sensual
#vampires
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0 Comments
Certain Sentence
Wearing weary
Webbing wily
Taking temper
Sighting spiders
Dusting corners
Witches weather
Shamming shallow
Rousing rowdy
Shaping shrouded
Clouding callow
Casting covers
Random riddles.
Founding falters
Breaking banter
Mounting mirrors
Shackling shards
Cutting clearly
Deathly drama.
Airing anger
Panning people
Potting pantry
Daring dealing
Sharing shameful
Conduct covets.
Catching cauldron
Wishing wasteful ...
Webbing wily
Taking temper
Sighting spiders
Dusting corners
Witches weather
Shamming shallow
Rousing rowdy
Shaping shrouded
Clouding callow
Casting covers
Random riddles.
Founding falters
Breaking banter
Mounting mirrors
Shackling shards
Cutting clearly
Deathly drama.
Airing anger
Panning people
Potting pantry
Daring dealing
Sharing shameful
Conduct covets.
Catching cauldron
Wishing wasteful ...
#identity
#spiritual
#learning
#metaphor
#morality
126 reads
2 Comments
The Hierarchy
it's time again I can feel it
my mind starts switching gears
and I remember I am different
earth may not be my orginal stasis
then I hear them on the waves
an internal buzzing of information
I feel they are laughing at me
that they are a malignancy
I chose long ago not to communicate with
the host
telepathically laughing at human's weakness
a higher intelligence
calculating and powerful
you would think they would be merciful
but no, they hunger, they crave
I try to tune them out
to do...
my mind starts switching gears
and I remember I am different
earth may not be my orginal stasis
then I hear them on the waves
an internal buzzing of information
I feel they are laughing at me
that they are a malignancy
I chose long ago not to communicate with
the host
telepathically laughing at human's weakness
a higher intelligence
calculating and powerful
you would think they would be merciful
but no, they hunger, they crave
I try to tune them out
to do...
#dark
113 reads
5 Comments
Of Hope & Death.
Losing myself in a dream
Dancing for the blind
Singing to the deaf
Heartache, and regret
My feelings like
Shards of glass in my chest
Tears stain my face
And my lips remain cracked
I dare to believe in myself
I dare give myself hope
Hope that pulls itself from me
Like little knives in my side,
Leaving me more mutilated each time
I could scream,
I could hang myself
From our old oak tree
But you’d cry,
Your innocent little heart
Still holding on to this rotting corpse,
I’ve been trapped in. ...
Dancing for the blind
Singing to the deaf
Heartache, and regret
My feelings like
Shards of glass in my chest
Tears stain my face
And my lips remain cracked
I dare to believe in myself
I dare give myself hope
Hope that pulls itself from me
Like little knives in my side,
Leaving me more mutilated each time
I could scream,
I could hang myself
From our old oak tree
But you’d cry,
Your innocent little heart
Still holding on to this rotting corpse,
I’ve been trapped in. ...
#hope
#dark
#death
#frustration
#despair
86 reads
1 Comment
Thin Path between Realms
Rising from broken bones
a phoenix rising from dusts
no glorious fire burns
for body born of thirsts
the damned's elixir of life
the succulent liquid of pumping hearts
and the scents of decadence
fill... nay, bloat me with life
I walk under weaves of moonlight
treading on deep dappled shadows
entice the vessel of blood
contained in bodies to be discarded
Memories of then accompany me
cleared canvas of a human life
I cry no more for he who turned me
the undead, Nosferatu left me without...
a phoenix rising from dusts
no glorious fire burns
for body born of thirsts
the damned's elixir of life
the succulent liquid of pumping hearts
and the scents of decadence
fill... nay, bloat me with life
I walk under weaves of moonlight
treading on deep dappled shadows
entice the vessel of blood
contained in bodies to be discarded
Memories of then accompany me
cleared canvas of a human life
I cry no more for he who turned me
the undead, Nosferatu left me without...
#vampires
#WritingPoetry
84 reads
6 Comments
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