Dark Poems Seeking Honest Critique
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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
Today 00:56am
Today 00:56am
Necropolis-a-lago
As suspected, Bibi was in cahoots,
with global conservatives that include
the genocide jingo MAGA galoots
jonesing for Mediterranean crude.
Where now are the cries of "Genocide Joe"?
Now that Trump reveals the master plan
of Levantine resorts with oil below
at the beckon call of the master man...
arms akimbo over the smoking bones
of countless families for each guilty dude,
which no holocaust ghost likely condones,
as they know too well the cost of a feud...
a lesson lost on MAGA ambition ...
with global conservatives that include
the genocide jingo MAGA galoots
jonesing for Mediterranean crude.
Where now are the cries of "Genocide Joe"?
Now that Trump reveals the master plan
of Levantine resorts with oil below
at the beckon call of the master man...
arms akimbo over the smoking bones
of countless families for each guilty dude,
which no holocaust ghost likely condones,
as they know too well the cost of a feud...
a lesson lost on MAGA ambition ...
#curse
#evil
#hate
#lies
#sacrifice
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:25pm
Yesterday 8:25pm
gone
holding tight to sanity, I feel it slipping away
tender moments of madness, make me fear
my monsters are nicer than people
they make me laugh and I slip sideways into their world
they're never too busy to talk
amusing phantoms they entertain
telling me secrets of the universes
I'm amazed left with more questions
until I delve too deeply and I'm drawn in
lost in their world
my friends disappear
reality bends then alters
my thoughts warp
everything looks different
and I wander deeper in still
errant in...
tender moments of madness, make me fear
my monsters are nicer than people
they make me laugh and I slip sideways into their world
they're never too busy to talk
amusing phantoms they entertain
telling me secrets of the universes
I'm amazed left with more questions
until I delve too deeply and I'm drawn in
lost in their world
my friends disappear
reality bends then alters
my thoughts warp
everything looks different
and I wander deeper in still
errant in...
#dark
#MentalHealth
35 reads
2 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:18pm
Yesterday 3:18pm
Runaway
So you want to run away, then go, I won’t stop you, you said. I was no older than six or seven. I rose, walked to that door— I knew, somehow, this was not home.
My little brother trailed behind, and I, with stubborn heart, set off to find the parents who’d left us behind. Love was a distant thing, but I was determined to find it, even if they never gave it.
I dragged the dog along, his paws stumbling in the dust. The gate loomed, larger than anything I had ever seen— but I pulled it open, the metal stick unlatching and with it, I felt the surge of freedom. ...
My little brother trailed behind, and I, with stubborn heart, set off to find the parents who’d left us behind. Love was a distant thing, but I was determined to find it, even if they never gave it.
I dragged the dog along, his paws stumbling in the dust. The gate loomed, larger than anything I had ever seen— but I pulled it open, the metal stick unlatching and with it, I felt the surge of freedom. ...
#dark
#despair
#hurt
#sadness
#suffering
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NP_NP
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:06pm
Yesterday 3:06pm
Star
I walk this street now without fear, But the first time I returned, I wanted to tear down the sign, The one that said Royce Drive. When I thought I had moved on, Whispers reached my ear, Destiny points and says "You and her, You haven’t faced the darkness yet.”
Little me rushes to my side, Grabbing my hand, Squeezing it tight. Together, we open each door, Each one hiding a story Too grim for words.
The first words ring in my ear— "Get the bitch out of my face. "The first words my mother ever spoke to me. Some things, I could have lived without knowing. ...
Little me rushes to my side, Grabbing my hand, Squeezing it tight. Together, we open each door, Each one hiding a story Too grim for words.
The first words ring in my ear— "Get the bitch out of my face. "The first words my mother ever spoke to me. Some things, I could have lived without knowing. ...
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#sadness
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:52am
Yesterday 3:52am
shine
sulking in the shadows
solace doesn't find me, sadness does
my peace altered by fear
the lurking phantoms, always about
torturing my thoughts
with gruesome scenarios
a heavy debt, for my association with the deep dark
swimming well enough in the depths
until my emotional sharks, come through and pull me under
it's out of my hands
it's a cold place, of no favor
I'm not highly redeemed in this place
I am known for being cruel
it's my response to these beings
my gentleness shows
until it doesn't ...
solace doesn't find me, sadness does
my peace altered by fear
the lurking phantoms, always about
torturing my thoughts
with gruesome scenarios
a heavy debt, for my association with the deep dark
swimming well enough in the depths
until my emotional sharks, come through and pull me under
it's out of my hands
it's a cold place, of no favor
I'm not highly redeemed in this place
I am known for being cruel
it's my response to these beings
my gentleness shows
until it doesn't ...
#anxiety
#dark
38 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:00am
Yesterday 2:00am
witchery
jaded art speaks of violence
in my shadowy theater
creatures whose fangs glisten are listening
they hunger for the words that will release them
sit a spell and evoke danger
twist the desire it hesitates
waiting for what I'm unsure
valuable wisdom to be sure
secreting the blood lust
your horns show
nothing is as wicked
derelict of hope you go into the night
with a mission of intent
deadly sloth of necromancy
reanimating something you saw on t.v.
spill the need the tarmac is listening
a host of...
in my shadowy theater
creatures whose fangs glisten are listening
they hunger for the words that will release them
sit a spell and evoke danger
twist the desire it hesitates
waiting for what I'm unsure
valuable wisdom to be sure
secreting the blood lust
your horns show
nothing is as wicked
derelict of hope you go into the night
with a mission of intent
deadly sloth of necromancy
reanimating something you saw on t.v.
spill the need the tarmac is listening
a host of...
#dark
#witches
50 reads
3 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 3:33am
4th Feb 2025 3:33am
She Looked And Saw A Gun Aimed
Linda was getting herself ready.
She has been invited to Amanda's party.
Then, she heard a noise.
She Looked And saw a gun aimed.
Her dead corpse was found in Falmouth.
She has been invited to Amanda's party.
Then, she heard a noise.
She Looked And saw a gun aimed.
Her dead corpse was found in Falmouth.
#dark
#death
#fiction
#friendship
#home
28 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 2:38pm
3rd Feb 2025 2:38pm
Disturbing Thoughts
From my thoughts are things that I still don't understand, but yet I find myself lost in my own chain of thoughts. TRYING to shut my mind, down and off from thinking about so much. THAT it seems to haunt my brain. 🧠 TILL I can feel the deepness of the tension, exploding in my brain waves creeping, into my silent whispers of the unseen. THAT only I see which has now become, my darkness of night dreams. Yet I am unafraid to go deeper than deep, into the process of my own curiosity. THAT I want to dig deeper into the reason why am I having these, type of thoughts only at night when the...
#confusion
#dark
#denial
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
47 reads
4 Comments
Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 4:47am
3rd Feb 2025 4:47am
The Doomsday Clock
Time once thought to be infinite
Now 89 seconds from midnight
Lifes design rather intricate
A story we can not rewrite
Everything's taken for granted
Approaching castrophic destruction
Reaping the seeds we planted
Feeding the greed of corruption
Global challenges like climate change
Warned by atomic scientists
Common sense is now estranged
As existential threats exist
Lies spread and government dissension
Narratives to keep us suppressed
Global...
Now 89 seconds from midnight
Lifes design rather intricate
A story we can not rewrite
Everything's taken for granted
Approaching castrophic destruction
Reaping the seeds we planted
Feeding the greed of corruption
Global challenges like climate change
Warned by atomic scientists
Common sense is now estranged
As existential threats exist
Lies spread and government dissension
Narratives to keep us suppressed
Global...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
50 reads
0 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 1:45am
3rd Feb 2025 1:45am
creep
a fire burn through me I could not contain
always boiling under the surface waiting to escape
a darkness so great you'd shudder to be in its way
heavy and old with heady magic
a drop of blood from me and you will pay mightly
patiently the flames wait for somone bold enough to disturb it
looking so much like sunshine
they always underestimate it, though I warn
cold and calculated like a bank vault opening up
steel cylindars slam into place and it's out
you provoked the demon
now it's free
it's coming for you...
always boiling under the surface waiting to escape
a darkness so great you'd shudder to be in its way
heavy and old with heady magic
a drop of blood from me and you will pay mightly
patiently the flames wait for somone bold enough to disturb it
looking so much like sunshine
they always underestimate it, though I warn
cold and calculated like a bank vault opening up
steel cylindars slam into place and it's out
you provoked the demon
now it's free
it's coming for you...
#dark
85 reads
7 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 11:59pm
2nd Feb 2025 11:59pm
A Fragile Damnation
I walk the edge where echoes weep
A threadbare bridge o’er chasms deep
The stars above are cracked and cold
Their dying light too weak to hold
Each step I take, the earth resigns
Ashes crumbling into signs
A fate unwoven, frayed and thin
Yet longing pulls me back within
I whisper prayers to hollow stone
To gods long deaf, to sins my own
But mercy flickers, frail and weak
A phantom’s breath I dare not seek
Chains grow tight, the gate swings wide
No voice to barter, none to guide
Beyond, the void calls soft...
A threadbare bridge o’er chasms deep
The stars above are cracked and cold
Their dying light too weak to hold
Each step I take, the earth resigns
Ashes crumbling into signs
A fate unwoven, frayed and thin
Yet longing pulls me back within
I whisper prayers to hollow stone
To gods long deaf, to sins my own
But mercy flickers, frail and weak
A phantom’s breath I dare not seek
Chains grow tight, the gate swings wide
No voice to barter, none to guide
Beyond, the void calls soft...
#dark
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 11:28pm
2nd Feb 2025 11:28pm
Eggs-actly
Calls his predecessor sleepy
On the first day falls asleep himself
Thinks he’s the world’s smartest
Lacks empathy and common sense
Likes to take credit for rain
Blames others when things go bad
Doesn’t give a fuck about people
While everybody goes mad
Goes to see migrants at the border
Some yell “chinga to madre güey”
Like an idiot thinks they love him
Grows more ignorant everyday
Raises the prices of everything
Breaks communication all around
Increases chances of a plague
Maintains a foochi smoochy...
On the first day falls asleep himself
Thinks he’s the world’s smartest
Lacks empathy and common sense
Likes to take credit for rain
Blames others when things go bad
Doesn’t give a fuck about people
While everybody goes mad
Goes to see migrants at the border
Some yell “chinga to madre güey”
Like an idiot thinks they love him
Grows more ignorant everyday
Raises the prices of everything
Breaks communication all around
Increases chances of a plague
Maintains a foochi smoochy...
#unicorns
51 reads
3 Comments
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