Long Dark Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
21st Oct 2024 8:11pm
21st Oct 2024 8:11pm
Sweet Surgery (Halloween Night of the Dark Joy)
Unknown too many are true dark creators of sweets across the Earth
Sugar scientist who have sold their soul for their delicious work,
“The candies, the chocolates, the cookies and cakes
They are the demonic secret influencers of candy CEO’s and those who love to bake,
““Nonetheless, their greatest joy is not making enjoyable sweets
But the transformation of those into ravaging sugar freaks,
“Let lose upon the world to satisfy their need
Turned into glucose vampires, because the sugar in the blood is how they feed,
...
Sugar scientist who have sold their soul for their delicious work,
“The candies, the chocolates, the cookies and cakes
They are the demonic secret influencers of candy CEO’s and those who love to bake,
““Nonetheless, their greatest joy is not making enjoyable sweets
But the transformation of those into ravaging sugar freaks,
“Let lose upon the world to satisfy their need
Turned into glucose vampires, because the sugar in the blood is how they feed,
...
#dark
#Halloween
90 reads
2 Comments
Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
15th Oct 2024 3:33pm
15th Oct 2024 3:33pm
Autumns Glow Winters Burn
I remember that day so vividly
When fear and anxiety became estranged
The doctor explained unequivocally
The test results have changed
My body collapsed to the ground
As leaves crunched beneath me
The sun started shining all around
I could feel again, a harmonious breeze
Blanketed by a landscape of autumn glow
I was comforted with hope
Treatments for cancer she'd undergo
With the medicines helping her cope
I took care of her every single day ...
When fear and anxiety became estranged
The doctor explained unequivocally
The test results have changed
My body collapsed to the ground
As leaves crunched beneath me
The sun started shining all around
I could feel again, a harmonious breeze
Blanketed by a landscape of autumn glow
I was comforted with hope
Treatments for cancer she'd undergo
With the medicines helping her cope
I took care of her every single day ...
#loneliness
160 reads
2 Comments
Endfell
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 7:31pm
14th Oct 2024 7:31pm
The Crow's Eye
The man had a good life in his house in the woods
Never to worry
Never to grief
Perfectly content
Him and his family worked together
They built the barn
The house
All handmade
The man was curious about one thing
Every day
Always the same
Unceasing
A crow in the tallest tree was watching
Its gaze steady
Never moving
Always staring
It did not matter if it was night or day
The crow remained
Eyes glinting
In silent malice
Curious, the man investigated the tree
There was...
Never to worry
Never to grief
Perfectly content
Him and his family worked together
They built the barn
The house
All handmade
The man was curious about one thing
Every day
Always the same
Unceasing
A crow in the tallest tree was watching
Its gaze steady
Never moving
Always staring
It did not matter if it was night or day
The crow remained
Eyes glinting
In silent malice
Curious, the man investigated the tree
There was...
#dark
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0 Comments
dark_horizons
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 5:57am
14th Oct 2024 5:57am
To Sleep In The Forest Fatale
People whisper the stories
They don’t know if they are truth or lie
About the dark forest not so far away
Where the old people go to die
Some say demons await
Others say angels are there
There is talk of outer space beings
And lore of a man eating bear
The fact to which all can agree
Is that those who travel its ground
Who go there to sleep the long good night
Not a one has ever been found
What I have known as life is in the past
I am in the twilight of what has been
I know that when I...
They don’t know if they are truth or lie
About the dark forest not so far away
Where the old people go to die
Some say demons await
Others say angels are there
There is talk of outer space beings
And lore of a man eating bear
The fact to which all can agree
Is that those who travel its ground
Who go there to sleep the long good night
Not a one has ever been found
What I have known as life is in the past
I am in the twilight of what has been
I know that when I...
#death
#utopia
94 reads
0 Comments
Everavalon
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 2:45am
9th Oct 2024 2:45am
Poetry of ravens
The raven gossips,
your body is fermenting,
—calls to his brother
decorates your soul with an empty stomach
Predatory culture snips the lines of order
keeping the duo dancing to the tune of lament
One misstep and the eagle will lay claim to what the ravens have pilfered
In the folds, they have versions of dissection
They’ll strip a clean bowel for you
Preachers can’t teach the scavengers about scurry.
Or about fury and wingspan.
About enrol over dole—
throwing poise of idyllic guard into discern ...
your body is fermenting,
—calls to his brother
decorates your soul with an empty stomach
Predatory culture snips the lines of order
keeping the duo dancing to the tune of lament
One misstep and the eagle will lay claim to what the ravens have pilfered
In the folds, they have versions of dissection
They’ll strip a clean bowel for you
Preachers can’t teach the scavengers about scurry.
Or about fury and wingspan.
About enrol over dole—
throwing poise of idyllic guard into discern ...
#dark
166 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Oct 2024 9:28pm
7th Oct 2024 9:28pm
Spooning, Knifing & Forking
My wife only wants me to spoon her when she's hammered
Any other time, she don't want me near
That's ok
I actually despise her and spooning
One night she came home incredibly drunk
She was all over the place
Stumbling, making no sense
Fell backwards into my cabinet
Breaking some heirloom figurines I had from my family
No apology, nothing
My blood was beginning to boil
I yelled at her, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!!!"
I was tired, so I went to bed
Few moments later she came into bed
She was frisky and...
Any other time, she don't want me near
That's ok
I actually despise her and spooning
One night she came home incredibly drunk
She was all over the place
Stumbling, making no sense
Fell backwards into my cabinet
Breaking some heirloom figurines I had from my family
No apology, nothing
My blood was beginning to boil
I yelled at her, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!!!"
I was tired, so I went to bed
Few moments later she came into bed
She was frisky and...
#food
#horror
#murder
#ShortStory
#wife
85 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Oct 2024 9:16pm
7th Oct 2024 9:16pm
Awaiting Death Row
As he awaits death row
There's something I think you ought to know
He has no remorse for the woman he killed
All died by his hands, this was the ultimate thrill
He has a list here of each girl, their age and how they died
Some had memento's he kept near his bedside
They all deserved to die, for the filth they were
Some were on drugs, while others would philander
Here's his list in year order:
Melissa age 18, dead in 1994,
cut her throat as she bled to death on the floor
Mary age 18, dead in 1995, ...
There's something I think you ought to know
He has no remorse for the woman he killed
All died by his hands, this was the ultimate thrill
He has a list here of each girl, their age and how they died
Some had memento's he kept near his bedside
They all deserved to die, for the filth they were
Some were on drugs, while others would philander
Here's his list in year order:
Melissa age 18, dead in 1994,
cut her throat as she bled to death on the floor
Mary age 18, dead in 1995, ...
#confessional
#murder
#prison
#rhyming
#women
108 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
4th Oct 2022 11:15pm
4th Oct 2022 11:15pm
The Beef Chow Mein from Lee Ho Fook’s
I was visiting an old friend
Over on the west end
When he told me about this Cantonese cuisine
After my visit I walked over there
Feeling the cool night air
Enjoying the pretty sights and the lovely scene
When I got to Gerrard street
I smelled what I wanted to eat
The beef chow mein my friend had recommended
But I as reached for the door
A man was leaving in a roar
He scratched my hand, but it was unintended
“Pardon me” the gentleman said
His...
Over on the west end
When he told me about this Cantonese cuisine
After my visit I walked over there
Feeling the cool night air
Enjoying the pretty sights and the lovely scene
When I got to Gerrard street
I smelled what I wanted to eat
The beef chow mein my friend had recommended
But I as reached for the door
A man was leaving in a roar
He scratched my hand, but it was unintended
“Pardon me” the gentleman said
His...
#Halloween
#scary
#funny #werewolves
#funny #werewolves
300 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 2:22pm
4th Oct 2024 2:22pm
Funky Cold Medina - with Everavalon
On a lonely street of buckling cobblestones, time has passed by. An elderly lady moves into an old Victorian-style home across the street from an abandoned cemetery overgrown with weeds and shadows of dark clouds overhead echoing a muted pendulum as if thunder with strep throat and the trees shorn of leaves were suffering from gout. Approaching the house, she could sense that the house resented her company. With every step, the house screamed from the bottom of its throat. She thought the house, her Funky Cold Medina, aphrodisiac. a gothic order of nuns teaching the dead. The dead, the voices...
#collaboration
#dark
#gothic
#horror
#scary
249 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 11:07am
4th Oct 2024 11:07am
In love with an image
I'm sitting here waiting for you
You said you were coming over at 7 PM
No show...again
When will I wake up and tell myself, this isn't right?
When will I stop stressing over you?
You're not that great, but I still want you
Why is that?
Why am I so attracted to you?
I need to move on
When you would look at me, I'd get goosebumps and become nervous
I would want to show you how dedicated & in love I am with you
You know that, but you never accept it
I'm dancing around my own wants and desires for you but fall flat on my...
You said you were coming over at 7 PM
No show...again
When will I wake up and tell myself, this isn't right?
When will I stop stressing over you?
You're not that great, but I still want you
Why is that?
Why am I so attracted to you?
I need to move on
When you would look at me, I'd get goosebumps and become nervous
I would want to show you how dedicated & in love I am with you
You know that, but you never accept it
I'm dancing around my own wants and desires for you but fall flat on my...
#fiction
#MentalHealth
#obsession
#relationships
#ShortStory
154 reads
10 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 8:36pm
1st Oct 2024 8:36pm
A CHANGE IS COMING
As I continue to stand and tolerate, the deepness of the real things, that will affect the very foundation of the world. 🌍 AS we use to connect with it emotionally and physically and spiritually, but yet it's not the same situations that we have known in the past. WHEN things were good for the betterment of humanity and society. For sure we will face now more than ever truly bad times, living in a place that has changed in ways that we could never image. 🤨 For sure people that we thought we could trust, have now become the enemy of the state, with there wicked web...
#greed
#lies
#StreamOfConsciousness
#tragedy
#TruthOfLife
126 reads
6 Comments
ChloesPoeticInk
Poem Published
28th Sep 2024 10:20pm
28th Sep 2024 10:20pm
My Funeral, My Last Breath
I planned my funeral, down to the bone.
Wrote the welcome for a crowd I’ve never known.
Prayers for a soul that’s been dead for years,
but no one noticed, no one shed tears.
I picked the playlist, my final say—
AI Gonplei Ste Odon, where I’ll decay.
Because even in death, I need a hand
in controlling the chaos I could never withstand.
I wrote my obituary in a single line—
“She lived, she hurt, she fell out of time.”
Nothing more, because what’s there to tell
of a life lived quietly in its own hell?...
Wrote the welcome for a crowd I’ve never known.
Prayers for a soul that’s been dead for years,
but no one noticed, no one shed tears.
I picked the playlist, my final say—
AI Gonplei Ste Odon, where I’ll decay.
Because even in death, I need a hand
in controlling the chaos I could never withstand.
I wrote my obituary in a single line—
“She lived, she hurt, she fell out of time.”
Nothing more, because what’s there to tell
of a life lived quietly in its own hell?...
#despair
#emptiness
#grief
#loneliness
#sadness
198 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Dark Poetry. Dark Poems about Death, Horror and Evil (Page 3)
