Dark Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 7:32am
12th Jan 2025 7:32am
Cotton candy panties girl...
Sunlight shimmers through her hair!
She hasn't got a single fuck...ing care.
I follow her...every...where...
cause I'm her Stalker!
Can I lure her in my van?
I'll bet you puppies that I can!
I've always been her number...one...fan...
cause I'm her Stalker!
Cotton candy panties girl...
you ain't fooling anyone...
you're...a...nasty little...hater!
I will make you understand...
We all have feelings too...except you...
EXCEPT YOU! EXCEPT YOU!
I was normal once. I did try...
got my feelings...
She hasn't got a single fuck...ing care.
I follow her...every...where...
cause I'm her Stalker!
Can I lure her in my van?
I'll bet you puppies that I can!
I've always been her number...one...fan...
cause I'm her Stalker!
Cotton candy panties girl...
you ain't fooling anyone...
you're...a...nasty little...hater!
I will make you understand...
We all have feelings too...except you...
EXCEPT YOU! EXCEPT YOU!
I was normal once. I did try...
got my feelings...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#love
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Nvmb
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 3:16am
12th Jan 2025 3:16am
Echoes
I remember the light once held in my hands,
A fleeting warmth, slipping through like sand.
Your shadow stretched across the sun,
A quiet promise, an undone one.
Now every breath is laced with ash,
A love that burns but doesn’t last.
I reach for you, but you’re not there,
Just echoes tangled in the air.
Take me back—
To who I was.
Before the chains,
Before the loss.
But your voice still calls, a siren’s song,
And I don’t know where I belong.
I feel you moving beneath my skin,
A cruel addiction I let...
A fleeting warmth, slipping through like sand.
Your shadow stretched across the sun,
A quiet promise, an undone one.
Now every breath is laced with ash,
A love that burns but doesn’t last.
I reach for you, but you’re not there,
Just echoes tangled in the air.
Take me back—
To who I was.
Before the chains,
Before the loss.
But your voice still calls, a siren’s song,
And I don’t know where I belong.
I feel you moving beneath my skin,
A cruel addiction I let...
#apathy
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 3:16am
12th Jan 2025 3:16am
Splintered
There’s a crack in the mirror,
A fracture in my skin.
Every step draws you nearer,
Every breath lets you in.
You’ve made a home inside my head,
Your whispers claw, your hunger spreads.
I tried to run, I tried to hide,
But now I’m splinters on the inside.
Break me down—
Make me less than whole.
Tear apart
What’s left of my soul.
I am the wound; you are the knife.
Splinter me—take what’s left of this life.
You take the pieces one by one,
A thief who works before the sun.
And in the shards, I see...
A fracture in my skin.
Every step draws you nearer,
Every breath lets you in.
You’ve made a home inside my head,
Your whispers claw, your hunger spreads.
I tried to run, I tried to hide,
But now I’m splinters on the inside.
Break me down—
Make me less than whole.
Tear apart
What’s left of my soul.
I am the wound; you are the knife.
Splinter me—take what’s left of this life.
You take the pieces one by one,
A thief who works before the sun.
And in the shards, I see...
#apathy
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#regret
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Her
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 00:46am
12th Jan 2025 00:46am
Enchant Me
Show me how your world mirrors mine
Make everything okay
Then leave
Make everything okay
Then leave
#dark
#relationships
84 reads
9 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 8:36pm
11th Jan 2025 8:36pm
Why Are Your Poems So Dark?
after Linda Pastan
You could psychologise, of course,
could tell them dad was mean to you,
that mummy took cocaine
and never made dinner on time.
Though maybe it’s gauche
to flaunt your childhood these days,
as if you’re just auditioning
to be the underdog
of some appalling talent show,
because in your heart you simply know
that you’re not good enough.
You think, perhaps, it’s merely this:
a strain of cynic in the blood,
a slanted sight, a faithlessness
that seeks its fellows out in art,
an ear...
You could psychologise, of course,
could tell them dad was mean to you,
that mummy took cocaine
and never made dinner on time.
Though maybe it’s gauche
to flaunt your childhood these days,
as if you’re just auditioning
to be the underdog
of some appalling talent show,
because in your heart you simply know
that you’re not good enough.
You think, perhaps, it’s merely this:
a strain of cynic in the blood,
a slanted sight, a faithlessness
that seeks its fellows out in art,
an ear...
#dark
#horror
#violence #WritingPoetry
#violence #WritingPoetry
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 12:17pm
11th Jan 2025 12:17pm
I won't rest
In life I was silenced
never free by those individuals who didn't respect me
In death
I won't rest
Feelings I will express
Agitated
Retaliation Prosecution
Vindication Exoneration
I'm free
never free by those individuals who didn't respect me
In death
I won't rest
Feelings I will express
Agitated
Retaliation Prosecution
Vindication Exoneration
I'm free
#freedom
#revenge
#rhyming #silence
#rhyming #silence
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Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 5:17am
11th Jan 2025 5:17am
Bullied Girl
They knock her glasses...
off her face and step on them!
Crunch! Broken!
They trip her and kick...
her books down the hall!
Fatty tripped on her two left feet!
They push her into a bathroom stall...
and take her skirt and panties.
Snap! Photo!
She screams and cries...
until the nurse gets her pants to wear!
She hates this school!
They mock the pants...
It's a boy! Ugly enough.
"Ugly. Ugly." They chant.
"She wants to be a...
off her face and step on them!
Crunch! Broken!
They trip her and kick...
her books down the hall!
Fatty tripped on her two left feet!
They push her into a bathroom stall...
and take her skirt and panties.
Snap! Photo!
She screams and cries...
until the nurse gets her pants to wear!
She hates this school!
They mock the pants...
It's a boy! Ugly enough.
"Ugly. Ugly." They chant.
"She wants to be a...
#anger
#bullying
#death #violence
#death #violence
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4 Comments
Nvmb
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 4:28am
11th Jan 2025 4:28am
Tether
I cut the thread, but it won’t break,
A lifeline drowned beneath the weight.
You are the shadow in my lungs,
The ghost that sings when songs are done.
I tried to leave, but you remain,
A brand of fire carved in my name.
And every time I turn away,
Your voice becomes my only way.
Tether me—
I can’t escape.
Tie me tighter—
Seal my fate.
Your love’s a blade that scars my skin,
A war I fight, I’ll never win.
I burned the altar, burned the shrine,
But still, you’re etched into my spine.
Your eyes are...
A lifeline drowned beneath the weight.
You are the shadow in my lungs,
The ghost that sings when songs are done.
I tried to leave, but you remain,
A brand of fire carved in my name.
And every time I turn away,
Your voice becomes my only way.
Tether me—
I can’t escape.
Tie me tighter—
Seal my fate.
Your love’s a blade that scars my skin,
A war I fight, I’ll never win.
I burned the altar, burned the shrine,
But still, you’re etched into my spine.
Your eyes are...
#apathy
#dark
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
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adagio
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 3:42pm
10th Jan 2025 3:42pm
Excerpts - with Lilliputian
Lonely nights under anesthesia
my obsession with death...
will you be mine?
to wish me on my way
with a eulogy echoing
blessing my soul
taken by a touch of demise
beneath the mangrove
resting my mind
inhaled by the dusk
a divine light that blinds
to quiet the heartbeats
songs are beautiful
but lyrics deceive
by contemporary poets
of excerpts in a final breath
my obsession with death
lonely nights under anesthesia
my obsession with death...
will you be mine?
to wish me on my way
with a eulogy echoing
blessing my soul
taken by a touch of demise
beneath the mangrove
resting my mind
inhaled by the dusk
a divine light that blinds
to quiet the heartbeats
songs are beautiful
but lyrics deceive
by contemporary poets
of excerpts in a final breath
my obsession with death
lonely nights under anesthesia
#collaboration
#dark
#death #philosophical
#death #philosophical
98 reads
2 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 9:49am
10th Jan 2025 9:49am
Daddy
"No you can't be homeschooled because I might have to pay child support"
Meanwhile, child gets sick constantly and is depressed nonstop. Never gets to see her mom.
But that's ok, cuz daddy gets to work on his video game nonstop so he can make money at the expense of a child's life and happiness.
What a wonderful world I live in.
Meanwhile, child gets sick constantly and is depressed nonstop. Never gets to see her mom.
But that's ok, cuz daddy gets to work on his video game nonstop so he can make money at the expense of a child's life and happiness.
What a wonderful world I live in.
#anger
50 reads
7 Comments
michaelslove2
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 9:48am
10th Jan 2025 9:48am
The Mattress Bleeds
The Mattress Bleeds”
One more down with more to go.
This woman in my bed.
A night of such incredible lust.
The mattress must be fed.
I will come to you.
You will come to me.
Let us drink and chat a while.
You are sure to become inebriated
and that gives me a smile.
Let me take you home tonight.
Let us make love and then soon sleep.
Come morning brings you breakfast in bed
then I will watch you scream and weep.
Soon you are shackled in my bed.
I laugh seeing your fear.
I torcher you in...
One more down with more to go.
This woman in my bed.
A night of such incredible lust.
The mattress must be fed.
I will come to you.
You will come to me.
Let us drink and chat a while.
You are sure to become inebriated
and that gives me a smile.
Let me take you home tonight.
Let us make love and then soon sleep.
Come morning brings you breakfast in bed
then I will watch you scream and weep.
Soon you are shackled in my bed.
I laugh seeing your fear.
I torcher you in...
#dark
#evil
#horror
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Gorotika
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 4:33am
10th Jan 2025 4:33am
Even after death?
Will you still love me when my flesh rots away,
when decay claims my form and worms start to play?
Will you cherish my remains like what i once was,
and still love me eternally?
Will you hold me close despite the decay?
Despite the putrid stench that won't go away?
Will you cling to me despite the bugs on display?
And still love me eternally?
Will you stay as my flesh dissolves away?
Or will you turn away?
Give up, and run away?
. . . . . . .
...
when decay claims my form and worms start to play?
Will you cherish my remains like what i once was,
and still love me eternally?
Will you hold me close despite the decay?
Despite the putrid stench that won't go away?
Will you cling to me despite the bugs on display?
And still love me eternally?
Will you stay as my flesh dissolves away?
Or will you turn away?
Give up, and run away?
. . . . . . .
...
#addiction
#dark
#death #obsession
#death #obsession
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