Popular Dark Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
Lady Dark~Series
my darkness escaped me and assaulted my soul
weeping in the atmosphere
shrinking in the noise
Lady Dark got to me
leaving me chained in the verses, she explained herself
with a vicious jealousy over me
sanctified night I still shiver
retelling the chaos in the light
telling my Father what his Goddess Madness had done
she was allowed out of her confines to visit me
speaking despicable things
sparking a fire under the man I love
engaging him directly
in an unseemly fashion
I cringe hearing her,...
weeping in the atmosphere
shrinking in the noise
Lady Dark got to me
leaving me chained in the verses, she explained herself
with a vicious jealousy over me
sanctified night I still shiver
retelling the chaos in the light
telling my Father what his Goddess Madness had done
she was allowed out of her confines to visit me
speaking despicable things
sparking a fire under the man I love
engaging him directly
in an unseemly fashion
I cringe hearing her,...
#love
#mother
#hell #witches
#hell #witches
56 reads
8 Comments
Glimpses of a Time Fading
I went to church every Sunday
worked my hands to the bones
made good money
bought me and my wife a home
we had big dreams
most of them fell short
rented an R.V.
was gonna travel the roads
too many responsibilities
set that on the back burner
got into politics
voted conservative like my father
no one is ever prepared for tragedy
lost my job, my dog
tried to keep it together
but nothing seemed to go right
worked a few dead end jobs
never got far
it's hard to start over when you're older
took...
worked my hands to the bones
made good money
bought me and my wife a home
we had big dreams
most of them fell short
rented an R.V.
was gonna travel the roads
too many responsibilities
set that on the back burner
got into politics
voted conservative like my father
no one is ever prepared for tragedy
lost my job, my dog
tried to keep it together
but nothing seemed to go right
worked a few dead end jobs
never got far
it's hard to start over when you're older
took...
#TruthOfLife
#memories
#aging
113 reads
5 Comments
This Little Piggy, etcetera
Memories tucked away in the recesses of my mind
absorbing my soul's ambiguity seducing my
mind's narrative of creation for the missing
pieces of old friends and flames in dreams
ghosts touching the skin with death-scented breath
tasting my flesh giving immunity to my quill
as I digest the weight of artifice grit of my fetish
for the barren womb, etcetera
absorbing my soul's ambiguity seducing my
mind's narrative of creation for the missing
pieces of old friends and flames in dreams
ghosts touching the skin with death-scented breath
tasting my flesh giving immunity to my quill
as I digest the weight of artifice grit of my fetish
for the barren womb, etcetera
#dark
#erotic
127 reads
11 Comments
Lay me down;
``~~~…~~~```
Oh Lord
Lay me down
And pour across my eyes
Even in the coldest winter
Bury me deep
Where the sun does not touch down
Even in the hottest deserts
Keep my memory
scattered even upon dusty mantles
May death finally bring me certain kinds of wisdom
Even across emotional hearted minds and wild vibrations of waters
Pour me deep
Laid across emotional towers
Where cowards keep jars of all their sorrow
Good Lord, send me home
Lord;
Oh Lord
I am ready now
Lay me down
```~~~… …~~~``` ...
Oh Lord
Lay me down
And pour across my eyes
Even in the coldest winter
Bury me deep
Where the sun does not touch down
Even in the hottest deserts
Keep my memory
scattered even upon dusty mantles
May death finally bring me certain kinds of wisdom
Even across emotional hearted minds and wild vibrations of waters
Pour me deep
Laid across emotional towers
Where cowards keep jars of all their sorrow
Good Lord, send me home
Lord;
Oh Lord
I am ready now
Lay me down
```~~~… …~~~``` ...
#gothic
#death
#peace
77 reads
6 Comments
Why do you hurt me?
Why does it hurt me so
With every whim
You come and go
It hurts deep inside
Knowing I’m doing everything.
To keep you by my side
I tried to make you laugh
To give you joy
To give you pleasure
Instead, I get nothing
And I am not sure
Why do you hurt me so
I feel it deep in my core
It hurts so much
I feel I will break
Tell me, please
How much more can I take
I’ll sit here and sob in my knees
And try to think
What is it about me
Don’t tell me its you
For if it was
Then I...
With every whim
You come and go
It hurts deep inside
Knowing I’m doing everything.
To keep you by my side
I tried to make you laugh
To give you joy
To give you pleasure
Instead, I get nothing
And I am not sure
Why do you hurt me so
I feel it deep in my core
It hurts so much
I feel I will break
Tell me, please
How much more can I take
I’ll sit here and sob in my knees
And try to think
What is it about me
Don’t tell me its you
For if it was
Then I...
#sadness
#depression
#confusion
71 reads
11 Comments
Kiss Them Goodbye
#violence
#death
#school
#fire
#God
42 reads
10 Comments
The Masquerade Ball
the world is a stage and
the Devil is the hardest working {man}
in show business
he'll have you out here throbbing 3rd dimensionally
his cabal will seduce you...slow siphon you
make you feel like you're winning
when you're actually losing...
sinning...smoking....boozing...snorting
consorting with oily spirits
greasing genitalia...opening secret portals
whistling past familiar graveyards
famously fetishized
strutting along blood red carpets
in a green mile style
as fiendish smiles...
the Devil is the hardest working {man}
in show business
he'll have you out here throbbing 3rd dimensionally
his cabal will seduce you...slow siphon you
make you feel like you're winning
when you're actually losing...
sinning...smoking....boozing...snorting
consorting with oily spirits
greasing genitalia...opening secret portals
whistling past familiar graveyards
famously fetishized
strutting along blood red carpets
in a green mile style
as fiendish smiles...
#dark
#spiritual
#food #PopCulture
#food #PopCulture
155 reads
4 Comments
Orgy of Death
For those I hate
Fucking hell
Beneath the skin
An open wound
Thirsty for blood, hunger for flesh
Scattered carnage
Wriggling torsos
Pungent, infested disease
Brain candy for dessert
Vomiting repugnance
To die again
Fucking hell
Beneath the skin
An open wound
Thirsty for blood, hunger for flesh
Scattered carnage
Wriggling torsos
Pungent, infested disease
Brain candy for dessert
Vomiting repugnance
To die again
#violence
#death
#evil
#fiction
#horror
106 reads
10 Comments
Poisoned Crosses (Cauldron Kill Series)
Born unwanted in the 19th century
From my first breath life became the enemy,
“Eliminated the unfortunate through mutilating sex or ritual blood
Dark ex-communication and unholy blasphemy of twisted love,
“I am in pain, but welcome the hurt
Giving my personal hell meaning and unquestionable worth,
“Instead of blood I pump lava within my flesh
Where my dark instability manifest and nest,
“Veins tunnel underneath my skin like the worms of Dune
Tattooed faces of the fucked warns me of danger and doom,
...
From my first breath life became the enemy,
“Eliminated the unfortunate through mutilating sex or ritual blood
Dark ex-communication and unholy blasphemy of twisted love,
“I am in pain, but welcome the hurt
Giving my personal hell meaning and unquestionable worth,
“Instead of blood I pump lava within my flesh
Where my dark instability manifest and nest,
“Veins tunnel underneath my skin like the worms of Dune
Tattooed faces of the fucked warns me of danger and doom,
...
#dark
100 reads
6 Comments
if his hands are made of bullets...
There's a gun in the safe
three generations
under one roof
and a quiet violence
in the air
He threatens suicide
he doesn't get his way
so they bend
and break and comply
until someone finds
a backbone
and we do it all again
She hid the keys
to the safe
and tomorrow
someone might bury
the ammo
if we can get to it
without his hovering
Because my father
uses love like a weapon
and I wonder what other
threats he's made
quietly over the years ...
three generations
under one roof
and a quiet violence
in the air
He threatens suicide
he doesn't get his way
so they bend
and break and comply
until someone finds
a backbone
and we do it all again
She hid the keys
to the safe
and tomorrow
someone might bury
the ammo
if we can get to it
without his hovering
Because my father
uses love like a weapon
and I wonder what other
threats he's made
quietly over the years ...
#family
#suicide
#MentalHealth #DomesticViolence
#MentalHealth #DomesticViolence
162 reads
1 Comment
3 years a stalker
Waiting, watching, preying, stalking.
You had me in your clutches
You had me in your trap
No matter which route I head
There’s no way getting back
Chasing, coursing, tracking, hunting.
You broke me just as you wished
You broke me beyond repair
However I try to fix this
Forever in your lair
Taunting, teasing, crushing, squeezing.
Wanted me all to yourself
Wanted me as your slave
Well you’ve chosen the wrong girl
I’ll never be yours babe
Grabbing, choking, screaming,...
You had me in your clutches
You had me in your trap
No matter which route I head
There’s no way getting back
Chasing, coursing, tracking, hunting.
You broke me just as you wished
You broke me beyond repair
However I try to fix this
Forever in your lair
Taunting, teasing, crushing, squeezing.
Wanted me all to yourself
Wanted me as your slave
Well you’ve chosen the wrong girl
I’ll never be yours babe
Grabbing, choking, screaming,...
#abuse
#myself
#SelfReflection #manipulation
#SelfReflection #manipulation
129 reads
5 Comments
Descent
Then I fall and stumble
and I get back on my feet
as if things had wings
and support me in the air
and the lungs were so full
that I could no longer breathe.
A scream runs through the veins
and takes the ghosts with him
to the open gates of hell,
where the many-headed dog awaits his pay.
All my skin trembles under the itching
of unknown desires left on the floor
or floating in gusts of wind.
Discontented, distraught and obscure
my blood spills
on the foreheads of inhuman animals
that populate the...
and I get back on my feet
as if things had wings
and support me in the air
and the lungs were so full
that I could no longer breathe.
A scream runs through the veins
and takes the ghosts with him
to the open gates of hell,
where the many-headed dog awaits his pay.
All my skin trembles under the itching
of unknown desires left on the floor
or floating in gusts of wind.
Discontented, distraught and obscure
my blood spills
on the foreheads of inhuman animals
that populate the...
#heartbroken
#hell
#mystery #prison
#mystery #prison
83 reads
6 Comments
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