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
26th Jun 2024 6:45pm
26th Jun 2024 6:45pm
At Least There’s A Cure
Invisible devices bind, leaving such
beautifully deep and bleeding scars
A pain that pours from the secret places
seeping into the hearts of those we
cherish most, killing them
ever so slowly
Love is a disease
God gnawing at Adam’s rib, a rabid dog
chewing until the spit and bone dust
created Eve, then with blood and semen
she and he bred death
A demon called decay teaching that
everything rots for the fallen, laughs
at the lovers gaze, for he sees
the brutality artfully hidden and
tastes the...
beautifully deep and bleeding scars
A pain that pours from the secret places
seeping into the hearts of those we
cherish most, killing them
ever so slowly
Love is a disease
God gnawing at Adam’s rib, a rabid dog
chewing until the spit and bone dust
created Eve, then with blood and semen
she and he bred death
A demon called decay teaching that
everything rots for the fallen, laughs
at the lovers gaze, for he sees
the brutality artfully hidden and
tastes the...
#death
#love
#oppression #suffering
#oppression #suffering
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:52am
2nd Jul 2024 11:52am
Empty Glasses
This room full of glasses half full
a closer look reveals each
glass is leaking on its way to
empty
In the darkest corner
an emaciated dog licks
the remnants of lives from
the floor
We used to run in the meadow
hiding in the tall grass
forever friends and first kisses
with a future at arm's length
Now only the sandy grit
gargling the fragments of broken
hourglasses, vomiting only
bloody memories
Am I there on the ground,
a life leaked upon an
unforgiving floor, salvation
for...
a closer look reveals each
glass is leaking on its way to
empty
In the darkest corner
an emaciated dog licks
the remnants of lives from
the floor
We used to run in the meadow
hiding in the tall grass
forever friends and first kisses
with a future at arm's length
Now only the sandy grit
gargling the fragments of broken
hourglasses, vomiting only
bloody memories
Am I there on the ground,
a life leaked upon an
unforgiving floor, salvation
for...
#disappointment
#LifeStruggles
#regret
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 6:33pm
2nd Jul 2024 6:33pm
Tick Tock
You don’t watch the time
so why would I build you a
clock
I won’t build sandboxes for
someone else’s toys
My swing set was a gallows
but then daddy always said
keep something sharp with you
a few ropes with frayed edges
From hot blooded to fade to black
Indian summers feel good
during a fall
No souls bring peace for
the sorrowful, a hurt placed
properly lives forever in the
hearts of children
I used to roll in the sand
at the beach, it touched me
everywhere, I...
so why would I build you a
clock
I won’t build sandboxes for
someone else’s toys
My swing set was a gallows
but then daddy always said
keep something sharp with you
a few ropes with frayed edges
From hot blooded to fade to black
Indian summers feel good
during a fall
No souls bring peace for
the sorrowful, a hurt placed
properly lives forever in the
hearts of children
I used to roll in the sand
at the beach, it touched me
everywhere, I...
#abuse
#childhood
#PersonalGrowth #revenge
#PersonalGrowth #revenge
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Shakespearan-Sweet
Poem Published
20th Jul 2018 1:55pm
20th Jul 2018 1:55pm
The Black Angel (whole version)
The Black Angel”
shudders of my NEVEAH spoke abruptly, the 4 days of the pre quake shocks leading up to I could hear the prophetic whispers of the dark undertones crept in my ears so subtly
I looked over and saw ArchAngel Chamuel in a struggle with some known legendary creature of lies, the battle went on for
6 hours at the 6 minute
of the 6 mark was the time,
this was a rare demon who popped up after 30 years again to steal my rhymes, I saw one of my Purple envelopes with my poem inside,
being tossed to and fro then taken away,
it...
shudders of my NEVEAH spoke abruptly, the 4 days of the pre quake shocks leading up to I could hear the prophetic whispers of the dark undertones crept in my ears so subtly
I looked over and saw ArchAngel Chamuel in a struggle with some known legendary creature of lies, the battle went on for
6 hours at the 6 minute
of the 6 mark was the time,
this was a rare demon who popped up after 30 years again to steal my rhymes, I saw one of my Purple envelopes with my poem inside,
being tossed to and fro then taken away,
it...
#sadness
#rejection
#rhyming
#dialogue
#dark
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4 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
16th Oct 2020 3:32pm
16th Oct 2020 3:32pm
Blood Moon's Curse
I feel myself slipping
The pain of my flesh stripping
The bed of my nails splitting
Veins in my heart ripping
Myself and wolf mixing
Cartilage and bone committing
My facial features shifting
Humanity slowly drifting
Changeling thoughts spinning
Man and beast kissing
The taste of blood gripping
Sniffing
Spilling
The pain of my flesh stripping
The bed of my nails splitting
Veins in my heart ripping
Myself and wolf mixing
Cartilage and bone committing
My facial features shifting
Humanity slowly drifting
Changeling thoughts spinning
Man and beast kissing
The taste of blood gripping
Sniffing
Spilling
#anxiety
#hate
#Halloween
#confusion
#fear
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 6:18pm
24th Jun 2024 6:18pm
Orgasmic Distortion
#anger
#dystopian
#erotic #sex
#erotic #sex
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
10th Sep 2024 6:41pm
10th Sep 2024 6:41pm
The Home of Nowhere
As I inhaled, her stars shifted and an ethos
once grasped so tightly crumbled into tiny
pieces of failure, on a whisper do your
dreams waft away as your soul lay dying
It’s on the wind, a bitter taste of acrid smoke
and the symphony created by the demons
wings, it becomes that lonely hum beneath
the streetlights, you are alone
If you see my face you are a sinner, your
salvation rests upon the the razor’s edge
of the executioner’s axe, but that fate is a
blessing, ‘‘tis worse to live as nothing
Look not for...
once grasped so tightly crumbled into tiny
pieces of failure, on a whisper do your
dreams waft away as your soul lay dying
It’s on the wind, a bitter taste of acrid smoke
and the symphony created by the demons
wings, it becomes that lonely hum beneath
the streetlights, you are alone
If you see my face you are a sinner, your
salvation rests upon the the razor’s edge
of the executioner’s axe, but that fate is a
blessing, ‘‘tis worse to live as nothing
Look not for...
#despair
#emptiness
#frustration
#grief
#regret
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
11th Mar 2020 5:27pm
11th Mar 2020 5:27pm
After Life
One night I was awoken
Face to face
A paralyzing dream state
Many voices were spoken
Whispers beyond my space
Deftly wails escape their gate
Halo’s and horns
Wings and tails
Sorrowful mourns
Jubilated sails
Dead of night I float
Too traumatized to move
Crushing sensations birth my throat
A perfect demise sews its groove
No longer asleep
No longer awake
I spy the Shepard of my sheep
Amidst the great Serpent’s wake
My eyes play dead
They roll behind their curtain
Immoral haunted feelings spread ...
Face to face
A paralyzing dream state
Many voices were spoken
Whispers beyond my space
Deftly wails escape their gate
Halo’s and horns
Wings and tails
Sorrowful mourns
Jubilated sails
Dead of night I float
Too traumatized to move
Crushing sensations birth my throat
A perfect demise sews its groove
No longer asleep
No longer awake
I spy the Shepard of my sheep
Amidst the great Serpent’s wake
My eyes play dead
They roll behind their curtain
Immoral haunted feelings spread ...
#anxiety
#confusion
#denial
#bittersweet
#fear
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
21st Jun 2024 10:22pm
21st Jun 2024 10:22pm
Sizzle and Slip
It’s funny how the little things breed,
crawling in your skin, up your spine
into the mind, sizzling~
weak, scrawny little boy, fucked, burned
and whispered to by the devil
I died back then, it’s cool
The pain never bothered me, it was the
fear, I hated being afraid so I let that
die as well, everything falls away until
all you are is nothing, empty and alone,
a heart cold and blackened
eats at the soul daily
War left me a killer, a life of abuse mingled
with service, spiced up by prison, but I
have strength and...
crawling in your skin, up your spine
into the mind, sizzling~
weak, scrawny little boy, fucked, burned
and whispered to by the devil
I died back then, it’s cool
The pain never bothered me, it was the
fear, I hated being afraid so I let that
die as well, everything falls away until
all you are is nothing, empty and alone,
a heart cold and blackened
eats at the soul daily
War left me a killer, a life of abuse mingled
with service, spiced up by prison, but I
have strength and...
#MentalHealth
#murder
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2017 2:25am
22nd Sep 2017 2:25am
PRISON CELL
Here I am sitting in my prison cell
No one notices; no one can tell
My body in physical form is free
But my immortal soul-the real me
Is chained and locked away
A smile I carry day after day
But a heaviness I carry deep in the soul
Where no one can see...no one knows.
The knowledge that I may have fallen from grace
Living my younger days in total disgrace
Wearying the Lord and making Him cry
Taking for granted that for me He died
It cost me nothing and He asked for nothing in return
But doing the right thing I didn't...
No one notices; no one can tell
My body in physical form is free
But my immortal soul-the real me
Is chained and locked away
A smile I carry day after day
But a heaviness I carry deep in the soul
Where no one can see...no one knows.
The knowledge that I may have fallen from grace
Living my younger days in total disgrace
Wearying the Lord and making Him cry
Taking for granted that for me He died
It cost me nothing and He asked for nothing in return
But doing the right thing I didn't...
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#death
#prison
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
29th Dec 2018 7:49am
29th Dec 2018 7:49am
Complicity in the Stars
When fragile
things collide
into constellations,
when struck
the glass volleys
off graphite.
At once
nothing like it was,
a container un-becomes
itself,
several imparts meet
the meat of a thigh.
Sharp transparent
hubris of life
finishes on tile,
sharp beading red dwarves
upon skin,
these are
the collusions
of nightly fragility.
things collide
into constellations,
when struck
the glass volleys
off graphite.
At once
nothing like it was,
a container un-becomes
itself,
several imparts meet
the meat of a thigh.
Sharp transparent
hubris of life
finishes on tile,
sharp beading red dwarves
upon skin,
these are
the collusions
of nightly fragility.
#dark
#stars
#humankind
#astronomy
#LifeCycle
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
19th Dec 2017 9:52pm
19th Dec 2017 9:52pm
HOPELESS
Imagine if there was NO heaven
And no one ever held a Lucky Seven.
Imagine if the fate of all of Mankind
Whether cruel or kind,
Whether good or bad
Whether Happy or sad
All eternally damned into a lake of fire
Without the Savior as a Sire.
No Savior with His Saving Grace
No God with a comforting embrace.
Will you still sing Sunday praises and do your charitable deeds?
Will you have any motive, strong grounds or any guiding lead
To live and lead the Righteous life
Free of malice, anger, and contentious strife? ...
And no one ever held a Lucky Seven.
Imagine if the fate of all of Mankind
Whether cruel or kind,
Whether good or bad
Whether Happy or sad
All eternally damned into a lake of fire
Without the Savior as a Sire.
No Savior with His Saving Grace
No God with a comforting embrace.
Will you still sing Sunday praises and do your charitable deeds?
Will you have any motive, strong grounds or any guiding lead
To live and lead the Righteous life
Free of malice, anger, and contentious strife? ...
#hope
#religion
#God
#Christian
#SelfReflection
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DU Poetry : Least Read Dark Poetry. Dark Poems about Death, Horror and Evil (Page 5)
