Dark Poems Seeking Honest Critique
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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 12:19pm
27th Feb 2025 12:19pm
There once upon time
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ there once upon a time ⌚ that a child was placed in children services. His file was created to hide his history yet this same child was placed in adoption agency. 😔 For this same child got adopted by a good family, who decided to adopt a child cause their own children were grown and on their own. From the outside appearance he seems normal polite well-mannered a child anybody will want. But beneath the surface he had a deep dark 🌑 secret of the evil hidden behind a smile of a child. 😊 One-day the...
#dark
#father
#mother
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
62 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 9:29pm
26th Feb 2025 9:29pm
2USV
I'd love to know, I really would,
how we might real time chart
the current popularity of a word.
Then correlate that data
with an online national database
of psychological definitions...
all to determine where OUR..."culture"
is heading with its intent.
Sure, we INDIDVIDUALY extrapolate
what we can...
from a whirlwind of headlines
that now have me believing...
that we are a nation of teenage bullies.
#Hashtag #Keyword #Search...
#EDIFICATION
Or do we just not give a...
how we might real time chart
the current popularity of a word.
Then correlate that data
with an online national database
of psychological definitions...
all to determine where OUR..."culture"
is heading with its intent.
Sure, we INDIDVIDUALY extrapolate
what we can...
from a whirlwind of headlines
that now have me believing...
that we are a nation of teenage bullies.
#Hashtag #Keyword #Search...
#EDIFICATION
Or do we just not give a...
#HumanRights
#oppression
168 reads
16 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 11:59pm
25th Feb 2025 11:59pm
Just-World Fallacy
Think no winning greatness a phenotype
but hell itself in repeat mutation
helpful to demagoguery and hype
yet not a guarantee of elation;
just genes at the mercy of cosmic rays
about which Budda could not give a shit
since he has long ago lived out his days
with us remaining to preserve his wit,
as dead as any philosopher's stone
and only resurrected when we read,
assuming that we don't leave it alone,
in our animal haze of need and greed
when abandoning justice for karma...
in warped veracity cushioned by pharma.
but hell itself in repeat mutation
helpful to demagoguery and hype
yet not a guarantee of elation;
just genes at the mercy of cosmic rays
about which Budda could not give a shit
since he has long ago lived out his days
with us remaining to preserve his wit,
as dead as any philosopher's stone
and only resurrected when we read,
assuming that we don't leave it alone,
in our animal haze of need and greed
when abandoning justice for karma...
in warped veracity cushioned by pharma.
#TruthOfLife
171 reads
4 Comments
Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 10:53pm
25th Feb 2025 10:53pm
The Rattlesnake Parable
He called me high tension.
As though the random violent outbursts.
Off my meds.
Weren't normal for me.
They say, get off em, you don't need them.
You're not crazy.
Then when I do the depression takes over.
And the delusions.
And the paranoia.
And the rage.
I impulsively lash out at everyone.
A danger to myself and other people.
A sheafed knife.
Tight water surface.
Chaotic and impulsive.
Reading the worst into what you're saying.
Any excuse for my euphoria.
When the hate takes over.
...
As though the random violent outbursts.
Off my meds.
Weren't normal for me.
They say, get off em, you don't need them.
You're not crazy.
Then when I do the depression takes over.
And the delusions.
And the paranoia.
And the rage.
I impulsively lash out at everyone.
A danger to myself and other people.
A sheafed knife.
Tight water surface.
Chaotic and impulsive.
Reading the worst into what you're saying.
Any excuse for my euphoria.
When the hate takes over.
...
#anger
#despair
#frustration
50 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2019 00:28am
3rd Oct 2019 00:28am
Mad Demons
I’ve seen bodies splayed out in the street,
Serving as a warning for any of those who took opposition,
I’ve heard the artillery fire at will,
And oh so close,
Like mad demons let loose from hell.
I was a child so I didn’t really understand,
Why the situation only got worse, especially for the poor,
They were slaying guilty and innocent altogether,
In order to save democracy.
I only knew that once you heard the first shots go off,
An instant curfew was immediately in effect,
It didn’t matter if you were a man, woman...
Serving as a warning for any of those who took opposition,
I’ve heard the artillery fire at will,
And oh so close,
Like mad demons let loose from hell.
I was a child so I didn’t really understand,
Why the situation only got worse, especially for the poor,
They were slaying guilty and innocent altogether,
In order to save democracy.
I only knew that once you heard the first shots go off,
An instant curfew was immediately in effect,
It didn’t matter if you were a man, woman...
#grief
#politics
#war #death
#war #death
690 reads
4 Comments
inechoingsilence
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 7:02pm
24th Feb 2025 7:02pm
The Beginning of the End
A rave, expression of unity
people dancing under the stars
greeting the sunrise
songs on their lips, dancing feet
Hell flew down from the heavens
singing, screaming, silence
dancing, running, hiding
Slaughter a party
party a massacre
gala of inhuman torture
Lives balanced on single breaths
Souls captured, hidden away
Forever in tunnels to stay
Should the monsters had their way
Surely this was the edge of humanity
no, it was only beginning of insanity
The world turns...
people dancing under the stars
greeting the sunrise
songs on their lips, dancing feet
Hell flew down from the heavens
singing, screaming, silence
dancing, running, hiding
Slaughter a party
party a massacre
gala of inhuman torture
Lives balanced on single breaths
Souls captured, hidden away
Forever in tunnels to stay
Should the monsters had their way
Surely this was the edge of humanity
no, it was only beginning of insanity
The world turns...
#anger
#dark
#fear
68 reads
3 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 1:26pm
24th Feb 2025 1:26pm
Topical Pain Forest
The forest breathes with a sinister sigh.
Branches grasp like hands from the sky.
Lost souls wander, forever to vie,
for fragments of truths in shadows that lie.
In hell's embrace where hopes slowly die.
Through the underbrush a path of pain,
tears of the damned fall like bitter rain,
visions of pasts that darkened remain.
Lost meanings echo in a mournful refrain,
a symphony of sorrow, eternal disdain.
In the heart of darkness an abyss profound
where lost meanings whisper without a sound.
Sins and regrets in...
Branches grasp like hands from the sky.
Lost souls wander, forever to vie,
for fragments of truths in shadows that lie.
In hell's embrace where hopes slowly die.
Through the underbrush a path of pain,
tears of the damned fall like bitter rain,
visions of pasts that darkened remain.
Lost meanings echo in a mournful refrain,
a symphony of sorrow, eternal disdain.
In the heart of darkness an abyss profound
where lost meanings whisper without a sound.
Sins and regrets in...
#anxiety
#apathy
#boredom
#depression
#fear
95 reads
4 Comments
Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 1:13pm
24th Feb 2025 1:13pm
Jugular
Searching for signs of life
Hunting down the darkness
His bloodied Rambo knife
Honed with precision sharpness
A vigilante disgusted
Covered in flesh and blood
Serving his system of justice
As the serrated teeth cut
The ripping of flesh and skin
Slicing slowly through her neck
Laughing with a devilish grin
Justice for the emotionally wrecked
Cutting through her jugular
Offering closure and salvation
His dripping knife blood colored
Soaked by a complex motivation
...
Hunting down the darkness
His bloodied Rambo knife
Honed with precision sharpness
A vigilante disgusted
Covered in flesh and blood
Serving his system of justice
As the serrated teeth cut
The ripping of flesh and skin
Slicing slowly through her neck
Laughing with a devilish grin
Justice for the emotionally wrecked
Cutting through her jugular
Offering closure and salvation
His dripping knife blood colored
Soaked by a complex motivation
...
#dark
#emptiness
106 reads
0 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 5:25am
24th Feb 2025 5:25am
The Cauldron
You see, I've always hated the word witch, Shaman, medicine man I never really mind,
but healer now that rolls off the tongue,
sweet as honey, light as breath.
And yet, the record spins again,
Lana’s voice calling the Season of the Witch,
over and over, an old vinyl whisper,
crackling like firelight in the dark.
They all think they’re different—
but they’re all the same.
Just words shifting shape,
just names draped in different robes.
I used to dream of flying,
too bad I can’t.
But I...
but healer now that rolls off the tongue,
sweet as honey, light as breath.
And yet, the record spins again,
Lana’s voice calling the Season of the Witch,
over and over, an old vinyl whisper,
crackling like firelight in the dark.
They all think they’re different—
but they’re all the same.
Just words shifting shape,
just names draped in different robes.
I used to dream of flying,
too bad I can’t.
But I...
#dark
#gothic
#witches
55 reads
0 Comments
Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 3:25am
24th Feb 2025 3:25am
Bed Of Daffodils
Skilled hands digging the hole deep
Planting seeds to restfully sleep
Waiting for the glorious day
When inspiration takes heartache away
Sowing seeds since the beginning
Mistake after mistake is my ending
Haunted daily by memory's refraction
Paying consequences for my actions
Nourished by the rain and light
Hiding the past, my dark of night
Secrets buried way down below
Waiting for something beautiful to grow
Within this grave I plant my treasure
Beauty grows from desperate measures ...
Planting seeds to restfully sleep
Waiting for the glorious day
When inspiration takes heartache away
Sowing seeds since the beginning
Mistake after mistake is my ending
Haunted daily by memory's refraction
Paying consequences for my actions
Nourished by the rain and light
Hiding the past, my dark of night
Secrets buried way down below
Waiting for something beautiful to grow
Within this grave I plant my treasure
Beauty grows from desperate measures ...
#forgiveness
#hope
#redemption
102 reads
0 Comments
Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 9:33pm
23rd Feb 2025 9:33pm
Exegesis.
#curse
#dark
#emptiness
34 reads
0 Comments
Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 6:55pm
23rd Feb 2025 6:55pm
Opportunism.
#anger
#hate
33 reads
0 Comments
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