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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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LtDansLegs
Jay.
Jay.
Poem Published
Today 6:42pm
Today 6:42pm
I promised a throne
Rage.
To long inside this cage,
of discontent.
Hell bent,
on nothing but revenge.
A fire that does not singe,
that warms me from within.
I taste the sin.
It leaves an evil grin,
upon my face.
I fucking hate this place,
of lies.
Now, filled with mistrust.
Killing because I must.
The scent of blood is strong,
as I keep pushing on.
Kneeling, but not to pray.
Instead to lead astray,
those haloed fucks
from the God they trust.
Heavenly tears are cried for
the corpses I have killed.
I...
To long inside this cage,
of discontent.
Hell bent,
on nothing but revenge.
A fire that does not singe,
that warms me from within.
I taste the sin.
It leaves an evil grin,
upon my face.
I fucking hate this place,
of lies.
Now, filled with mistrust.
Killing because I must.
The scent of blood is strong,
as I keep pushing on.
Kneeling, but not to pray.
Instead to lead astray,
those haloed fucks
from the God they trust.
Heavenly tears are cried for
the corpses I have killed.
I...
#dark
#murder
#evil #vampires
#evil #vampires
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AtticusAbbey
Poem Published
Today 6:36pm
Today 6:36pm
Porcelain Doll - KristinaX
Welcome to my party
be careful how you spend it
dickin' in the woods
with the winds blowing
across the graves
A porcelain doll
with no blood
in the darkness of my delirium
like two sides of a coin
because the beaches are empty
You stole my blood
Just wanted a doll
Playing with me
And this doll has many holes
You blow each one
You grip so tight
Creating a flow
My veins echo the delirium
and I lost the bet
waves crashing into me
be careful how you spend it
dickin' in the woods
with the winds blowing
across the graves
A porcelain doll
with no blood
in the darkness of my delirium
like two sides of a coin
because the beaches are empty
You stole my blood
Just wanted a doll
Playing with me
And this doll has many holes
You blow each one
You grip so tight
Creating a flow
My veins echo the delirium
and I lost the bet
waves crashing into me
#dark
#collaboration
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adagio
Poem Published
Today 1:04pm
Today 1:04pm
Ink Burns
Dark is nostalgia
and twilight's
cotton candy
over the edge
of my abyss
hanging a ten
in life's tsunami
but my libido rises
before the rooster barks
it's Yippie Ya Yo
wetting the sheets
of my little foibles
with my poetic ink burns
of dogearing crescendos
and twilight's
cotton candy
over the edge
of my abyss
hanging a ten
in life's tsunami
but my libido rises
before the rooster barks
it's Yippie Ya Yo
wetting the sheets
of my little foibles
with my poetic ink burns
of dogearing crescendos
#dark
#philosophical
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oskar
Poem Published
Today 11:17am
Today 11:17am
the disappearing
the disappearing
I was finally able to go home from so many problems
of various kinds in a world, not at ease with itself.
I worried about her. She had been left alone and was
not of a social disposition.
As the plane came in for a landing, I wondered if she
sensed my nearness?
It was late, no busses were going to where I was going
booked into a hotel until morning.
On the bus, I was edgy; what if she had forgotten me?
I saw her playing with children outside the house
she didn’t see me when I called her name, she didn’t
hear...
I was finally able to go home from so many problems
of various kinds in a world, not at ease with itself.
I worried about her. She had been left alone and was
not of a social disposition.
As the plane came in for a landing, I wondered if she
sensed my nearness?
It was late, no busses were going to where I was going
booked into a hotel until morning.
On the bus, I was edgy; what if she had forgotten me?
I saw her playing with children outside the house
she didn’t see me when I called her name, she didn’t
hear...
#dark
#despair
#disappointment
#denial
#emptiness
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Mrblack616
MrBlack
MrBlack
Poem Published
Today 8:47am
Today 8:47am
Answer to me
You answer to me
I am the thunder and the rain
The confusion and the pain
And when I leave, I will wash your wounds clean
And leave them golden
I got the whole world swinging from the end of my chain
And I'm calling
I got your life in my hands and every debt will be paid
And I'm calling
Between the spark and the ember
You are smoke threading the wind
In time, all will return to me
In time, all find an end
You answer to me
I am the fight and the fury
Gravity in all its glory
And when I come around
I bring the...
I am the thunder and the rain
The confusion and the pain
And when I leave, I will wash your wounds clean
And leave them golden
I got the whole world swinging from the end of my chain
And I'm calling
I got your life in my hands and every debt will be paid
And I'm calling
Between the spark and the ember
You are smoke threading the wind
In time, all will return to me
In time, all find an end
You answer to me
I am the fight and the fury
Gravity in all its glory
And when I come around
I bring the...
#dark
#evil
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AtticusAbbey
Poem Published
Today 3:35am
Today 3:35am
Road Burns
The dark network
is bloated with dead
of mother's tongue
over the hill with floaters
and detoxed magpies
back in the saddle with red
oozing along with my shadow
ghostly roadkill of carrion
chalking it up to a pickup truck
with road burns on my ass
is bloated with dead
of mother's tongue
over the hill with floaters
and detoxed magpies
back in the saddle with red
oozing along with my shadow
ghostly roadkill of carrion
chalking it up to a pickup truck
with road burns on my ass
#dark
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adagio
Poem Published
Today 2:58am
Today 2:58am
Twilight and Sentiments
#dark
#erotic
28 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
Today 1:14am
Today 1:14am
New Paperback
Lost in twilight's lingerie
spawning echoes and roe
in death's purgatory
of fallen angels
where the blood remains
with webs of obscene
as nightmares swim
in my veins like blind fish
spawning echoes and roe
in my new Paperback
spawning echoes and roe
in death's purgatory
of fallen angels
where the blood remains
with webs of obscene
as nightmares swim
in my veins like blind fish
spawning echoes and roe
in my new Paperback
#dark
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2 Comments
Cloven_Zonkle
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:22pm
Yesterday 11:22pm
Atrocity Exhibition
#sex
#abuse
#confessional #confusion
#confessional #confusion
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Her
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:52am
Yesterday 10:52am
Can You Hear Me
I crave the darkness
Where my soul can reside
In quiet contemplation
Of suicide
The grasp I've felt within
Clutching at my heart
Crawling on my skin
Never to be calm
Wild running of the bulls
Senses reeling
As strings silently pull
And the pills scatter
Fragmented thoughts
Following me through the halls
Mirrors on the ceilings
and rubber walls
Why is it you find me here
Constantly in a state of disarray
Arms waving as you rush by
To a godless God I begin to pray
...
Where my soul can reside
In quiet contemplation
Of suicide
The grasp I've felt within
Clutching at my heart
Crawling on my skin
Never to be calm
Wild running of the bulls
Senses reeling
As strings silently pull
And the pills scatter
Fragmented thoughts
Following me through the halls
Mirrors on the ceilings
and rubber walls
Why is it you find me here
Constantly in a state of disarray
Arms waving as you rush by
To a godless God I begin to pray
...
#dark
#suicide
#MentalHealth
57 reads
5 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:22am
Yesterday 3:22am
Swan song
Marie-Hélčne was looking for a special confection
For her wedding cake.
Not the usual two, three, or four tier piece of work
With the tiny little couple standing on top.
No.
Something quite different
She wanted two swans facing each other in a heart
Such as she sees regularly in her favorite lake near Munich
The home city of her beloved Franz.
No big deal for me to comply.
She was so proud of it
As she and her husband stood by it
Ready to cut that first piece, knife in hand.
But that is when the shot rang out ...
For her wedding cake.
Not the usual two, three, or four tier piece of work
With the tiny little couple standing on top.
No.
Something quite different
She wanted two swans facing each other in a heart
Such as she sees regularly in her favorite lake near Munich
The home city of her beloved Franz.
No big deal for me to comply.
She was so proud of it
As she and her husband stood by it
Ready to cut that first piece, knife in hand.
But that is when the shot rang out ...
#anger
#dark
#despair
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oskar
Poem Published
29th Jun 2022 12:20pm
29th Jun 2022 12:20pm
the end
The ending
A slag heap collapsed with the speed of a Mercedes
with two batteries hurtling down a motorway in
an industrial landscape, grey as a Vera’s lonely life
amid crime and poverty.
On a night like this, how is it possible not to despair
battling a mass of sluggish dreams of endless harms
in a world bent on nuclear destruction.
A slag heap collapsed with the speed of a Mercedes
with two batteries hurtling down a motorway in
an industrial landscape, grey as a Vera’s lonely life
amid crime and poverty.
On a night like this, how is it possible not to despair
battling a mass of sluggish dreams of endless harms
in a world bent on nuclear destruction.
#anger
#apathy
#bittersweet
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