Least Read Dark Poems
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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
10th May 2024 12:25pm
10th May 2024 12:25pm
Nightmare Written in Blood
Nightmares
Is it possible to write away
a lifetime of pain and rage
stabbing every inch of the paper
with my pen
Could each slashing stroke
form letters that spell a path to
forget the abuse, those sneaky
bedroom visits to "check in on me"
Will the ink bleed and the pain
somehow pour onto this page
forming a river of suffering with a
current that flows away from me
Should I let the tears go
that form a well of anger within me
writing a watercolor masterpiece of
innocence lost,...
Is it possible to write away
a lifetime of pain and rage
stabbing every inch of the paper
with my pen
Could each slashing stroke
form letters that spell a path to
forget the abuse, those sneaky
bedroom visits to "check in on me"
Will the ink bleed and the pain
somehow pour onto this page
forming a river of suffering with a
current that flows away from me
Should I let the tears go
that form a well of anger within me
writing a watercolor masterpiece of
innocence lost,...
#abuse
#murder
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7 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
20th Jun 2024 6:33pm
20th Jun 2024 6:33pm
I’m the Shit
Catching breath and sitting in the mud
what the fuck, my face is covered in blood
It’s fine, after all it’s not mine
nothing matters anymore my soul
has gone blind and one thousand bloody
boxes fill my mind
Bradley’s fill to the top with heads, torsos
and limbs, no man left behind after all
even the pieces go home
It’s grim, but the walking keeps me slim
can’t run when your gun is the saw
talk about a chopper, the hoodlums in
my town would be in awe
Fuck it, time to get going
there’s smoke on the...
what the fuck, my face is covered in blood
It’s fine, after all it’s not mine
nothing matters anymore my soul
has gone blind and one thousand bloody
boxes fill my mind
Bradley’s fill to the top with heads, torsos
and limbs, no man left behind after all
even the pieces go home
It’s grim, but the walking keeps me slim
can’t run when your gun is the saw
talk about a chopper, the hoodlums in
my town would be in awe
Fuck it, time to get going
there’s smoke on the...
#conflict
#military
#soldiers #war
#soldiers #war
17 reads
9 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 7:01pm
9th Dec 2024 7:01pm
Black and Red
It asked how I feel inside
and I replied
black and red
Are there other words to use instead
I’m sure there are but like I said,
black and red
If you peeled it all away
all that stays is
black and red
Bleeding like a river
as you start to shiver
a soft sweet whisper
black and red…
and I replied
black and red
Are there other words to use instead
I’m sure there are but like I said,
black and red
If you peeled it all away
all that stays is
black and red
Bleeding like a river
as you start to shiver
a soft sweet whisper
black and red…
#dark
#MentalHealth
#murder
17 reads
3 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
20th Aug 2024 6:41pm
20th Aug 2024 6:41pm
Home
I grow weary of the earth
and call for the unfurling of wings
that I might be delivered from the
banality of this tired hateful place
It’s been a long time since I have
shifted, if I speak its name will I be
ripped into the cosmos, a dark star
disgusted with the light
The talons within bring pain to
my fingernails as if longing to burst
forth embracing the change, more at
home in the nightmare than the dream
Old flesh is torn from me, my blood
pours in flames, leaping in transformation
so high I see the...
and call for the unfurling of wings
that I might be delivered from the
banality of this tired hateful place
It’s been a long time since I have
shifted, if I speak its name will I be
ripped into the cosmos, a dark star
disgusted with the light
The talons within bring pain to
my fingernails as if longing to burst
forth embracing the change, more at
home in the nightmare than the dream
Old flesh is torn from me, my blood
pours in flames, leaping in transformation
so high I see the...
#anger
#fire
#grief #rebirth
#grief #rebirth
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4 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 1:04pm
20th Dec 2024 1:04pm
Sinking
I took a sip of forever
from a glass half empty
as it sat upon a life less lived
in a corner of a dark room
A silence twice spoken
sees the man lie broken
jigsaw pieces filed down
so they never fit again
The one winged butterfly
spirals downward until the
once beautiful becomes cold
and alone
On the ocean with no land
in sight, tired of treading water
never more than a mile away
I sink in a pool of blood
from a glass half empty
as it sat upon a life less lived
in a corner of a dark room
A silence twice spoken
sees the man lie broken
jigsaw pieces filed down
so they never fit again
The one winged butterfly
spirals downward until the
once beautiful becomes cold
and alone
On the ocean with no land
in sight, tired of treading water
never more than a mile away
I sink in a pool of blood
#dark
#suffering
18 reads
3 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 6:04pm
28th Mar 2024 6:04pm
A Thousand Times
#dark
#violence
#fiction
19 reads
8 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 7:19pm
3rd Apr 2024 7:19pm
One More Sad Song
Looking out at the leafless branches of
a dead tree, I see the death inside of me
their vascularity reaches for the sky and
though life has left them, there is a lasting
sense to reason why
Suddenly I realize a multitude of lies
and the painful scars of memories from
a thousand useless tries, never succeeding
for the face value masses, they look so
different through blood colored glasses
Deep into the afterglow of a dream, the
seamless sea of peace teeming with
tingling sensations and silent screams
laughing at the...
a dead tree, I see the death inside of me
their vascularity reaches for the sky and
though life has left them, there is a lasting
sense to reason why
Suddenly I realize a multitude of lies
and the painful scars of memories from
a thousand useless tries, never succeeding
for the face value masses, they look so
different through blood colored glasses
Deep into the afterglow of a dream, the
seamless sea of peace teeming with
tingling sensations and silent screams
laughing at the...
#sadness
#dark
19 reads
8 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2024 6:54pm
23rd Aug 2024 6:54pm
So Much For Always
#death
#grief
#loneliness
19 reads
4 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
5th Sep 2017 11:21pm
5th Sep 2017 11:21pm
RECKLESS
When eternity is out of reach
Washed away by waves of the beach
And you feel in your aching bones
And hear it in earthly tones
That you’ve lost your only chance
To have that wedding dance
With Jesus in heaven
Having lost your Lucky Seven
Your heart has no other choice
You lose your way and voice
And you step into the world of a reckless sinner
Destined to lose and not be a winner.
As much as one misses God and turn to Him
The light of the soul grows awfully dim
Cast into darkness, one sits in silence
As...
Washed away by waves of the beach
And you feel in your aching bones
And hear it in earthly tones
That you’ve lost your only chance
To have that wedding dance
With Jesus in heaven
Having lost your Lucky Seven
Your heart has no other choice
You lose your way and voice
And you step into the world of a reckless sinner
Destined to lose and not be a winner.
As much as one misses God and turn to Him
The light of the soul grows awfully dim
Cast into darkness, one sits in silence
As...
#PopCulture
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6 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2020 5:11pm
22nd Oct 2020 5:11pm
Where's My Baby?
Part 2
The earth devoured her crimson wine
Fossilizing her spirit in a perfect brine
They wrap her baby in the goat’s remains
Scrutinizing its body for its mother’s reigns
They cut the umbilical cord and save the placenta
Jarring the afterbirth for a special agenda
They adopt a couple to protect their prize
Fully aware of the residual from her demise
They baptize the child in a nearby lake
Preparing the village for its mother’s wake
The child never cried not even once
Haunted by a blood moon for unknown months
She...
The earth devoured her crimson wine
Fossilizing her spirit in a perfect brine
They wrap her baby in the goat’s remains
Scrutinizing its body for its mother’s reigns
They cut the umbilical cord and save the placenta
Jarring the afterbirth for a special agenda
They adopt a couple to protect their prize
Fully aware of the residual from her demise
They baptize the child in a nearby lake
Preparing the village for its mother’s wake
The child never cried not even once
Haunted by a blood moon for unknown months
She...
#anger
#grief
#loneliness
#dark
#emptiness
20 reads
10 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
15th May 2024 8:52pm
15th May 2024 8:52pm
Crushed Into Apathy
Systolic
moving through the body diabolic
mom locked all the doors
and dad’s an alcoholic
Diastolic
at rest in amniotic
yanked out and discarded
fully fucking chaotic
Pressure
cuts himself but not the tether
bouquets upon every grave
flowers never smelled fresher
Squeeze
a little caustic disease
look at what you created
crying to me from your knees
Explosion
what a crazy notion
it’s the aftermath of daisies
welcome to a mind’s erosion
moving through the body diabolic
mom locked all the doors
and dad’s an alcoholic
Diastolic
at rest in amniotic
yanked out and discarded
fully fucking chaotic
Pressure
cuts himself but not the tether
bouquets upon every grave
flowers never smelled fresher
Squeeze
a little caustic disease
look at what you created
crying to me from your knees
Explosion
what a crazy notion
it’s the aftermath of daisies
welcome to a mind’s erosion
#family
#memories
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12 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
24th May 2024 9:16pm
24th May 2024 9:16pm
Eroticism of Violence
She tripped on someone’s bad idea
I suppose it hurt some
maybe she’ll let me taste the blood
and tickle the big guns
Shooting dope and wearing clown shoes
she falls on her big red nose
testifying that’s she’s dumb
behind the make up
She looks good wearing red
no need to kill her
but I might still
She slips on heels and eats some boots
so her teeth are bleeding
I want to strip away her veins
and drink pain from the flies
Malnutrition, I taste the bones
I still feel her on my tongue ...
I suppose it hurt some
maybe she’ll let me taste the blood
and tickle the big guns
Shooting dope and wearing clown shoes
she falls on her big red nose
testifying that’s she’s dumb
behind the make up
She looks good wearing red
no need to kill her
but I might still
She slips on heels and eats some boots
so her teeth are bleeding
I want to strip away her veins
and drink pain from the flies
Malnutrition, I taste the bones
I still feel her on my tongue ...
#death
#hate
#manipulation
20 reads
5 Comments
DU Poetry : Least Read Dark Poetry. Dark Poems about Death, Horror and Evil (Page 4)
