Dark Poems Seeking Honest Critique
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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
Today 4:05am
Today 4:05am
A One Eyed Horse
Over lanes I tread
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmer’s field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmer’s field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
#dark
#evil
#horror
#horses
#night
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
Today 3:19am
Today 3:19am
The Legend Of Shadow Walker (the Appalachian killer)
Blood Mountain Georgia:
Blood stains found on the trail
Leading to a path of her entrails
Her head smashed on the boulders
A lifeless body with seperated shoulders
Lake Jocassee South Carolina:
Body drown in a mountainous lake
It was no accident, it was no mistake
No remnants found of this body dead
Except a decapitated floating head
Siler Bald North Carolina:
Ashes and bones found in a campfire
A missing couple almost retired
Smell of burnt flesh fills the smokey air
Detectives looking for leads...
Blood stains found on the trail
Leading to a path of her entrails
Her head smashed on the boulders
A lifeless body with seperated shoulders
Lake Jocassee South Carolina:
Body drown in a mountainous lake
It was no accident, it was no mistake
No remnants found of this body dead
Except a decapitated floating head
Siler Bald North Carolina:
Ashes and bones found in a campfire
A missing couple almost retired
Smell of burnt flesh fills the smokey air
Detectives looking for leads...
#emptiness
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Sage_6_paths_light
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:34pm
Yesterday 9:34pm
Unprecieved In the ominous woods
A collaboration of two old souls. Co author "Crimson"
the darkness beckons
and I come forth willingly, into the unknown
sensing something forbodeing, I draw back to the shadows
the trees are silent it's eerie
forsake the angels
it's a spell their under
I've always been friend to the trees
today they loom large
the forest smells of copper pennies
an unmistakable tang
withdrawing further, a tree warns
a madman is afoot
with wild eyes and smile that chills
my blood runs cold, as I catch...
the darkness beckons
and I come forth willingly, into the unknown
sensing something forbodeing, I draw back to the shadows
the trees are silent it's eerie
forsake the angels
it's a spell their under
I've always been friend to the trees
today they loom large
the forest smells of copper pennies
an unmistakable tang
withdrawing further, a tree warns
a madman is afoot
with wild eyes and smile that chills
my blood runs cold, as I catch...
#despair
#fear
#horror
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RevolutionAL
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:47pm
Yesterday 5:47pm
In Rest
A picture of her smiling face
and the hook,
caught my eye
Stopped my scroll
The post concluded with
a cause of death...
Wasn't the cancer,
-A broken heart
filled the casket
And Fuck!
I've lived with this one
for 30 years,
-no mercy
offered
Some luck
goes unrealised
Now, she'll never know.
and the hook,
caught my eye
Stopped my scroll
The post concluded with
a cause of death...
Wasn't the cancer,
-A broken heart
filled the casket
And Fuck!
I've lived with this one
for 30 years,
-no mercy
offered
Some luck
goes unrealised
Now, she'll never know.
#death
#depression
#heartbroken
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:05pm
Yesterday 4:05pm
Sage of ages
unadulterated sinful lust, of the dark arts
rub the need, it will rise within
inked in blood, my faith
secret of sorcery, not to be misunderstood
a sacred ritual begins
upon the alter of desire, I plead
placating God with what I give
torrid seed, there are some among us that displease
an offering of silence for these unfortunates
all to keep the balance
purifications rites, taken seriously
as I chant to listening ears
the angels watch on somberly
reserving judgement for the almighty
my prayers rise...
rub the need, it will rise within
inked in blood, my faith
secret of sorcery, not to be misunderstood
a sacred ritual begins
upon the alter of desire, I plead
placating God with what I give
torrid seed, there are some among us that displease
an offering of silence for these unfortunates
all to keep the balance
purifications rites, taken seriously
as I chant to listening ears
the angels watch on somberly
reserving judgement for the almighty
my prayers rise...
#metaphor
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:47pm
Yesterday 3:47pm
unperceived in the ominous woods~with the talented Sage_6_paths_light
the darkness beckons
and I come forth willingly, into the unknown
sensing something forbodeing, I draw back to the shadows
the trees are silent it's eerie
forsake the angels
it's a spell their under
I've always been friend to the trees
today they loom large
the forest smells of copper pennies
an unmistakable tang
withdrawing further, a tree warns
a madman is afoot
with wild eyes and smile that chills
my blood runs cold, as I catch sight of him
Bloodlust in the air
Hard to breath my thoughts...
and I come forth willingly, into the unknown
sensing something forbodeing, I draw back to the shadows
the trees are silent it's eerie
forsake the angels
it's a spell their under
I've always been friend to the trees
today they loom large
the forest smells of copper pennies
an unmistakable tang
withdrawing further, a tree warns
a madman is afoot
with wild eyes and smile that chills
my blood runs cold, as I catch sight of him
Bloodlust in the air
Hard to breath my thoughts...
#collaboration
#dark
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doriann_barrere
Dorian
Dorian
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:35pm
Yesterday 1:35pm
Gwynplaine's Sentiment
Amidst the fog-wrapped coasts of England’s sullen shore,
I was borne, a child plucked from humanity's womb—
a husk emptied, reshaped, molded by hands cruel and arcane.
O Heaven, did you witness the crime cast in your name?
Were your stars still fixed as mine fell from grace,
my face carved in grins by blades that spared no flesh nor soul,
leaving me bound forever to a smile that knew no mirth,
a grin in eternal mockery of all joy?
Look upon me, oh silent ones, whose pity wounds sharper than the steel—
for I am Gwynplaine, the jester forged in...
I was borne, a child plucked from humanity's womb—
a husk emptied, reshaped, molded by hands cruel and arcane.
O Heaven, did you witness the crime cast in your name?
Were your stars still fixed as mine fell from grace,
my face carved in grins by blades that spared no flesh nor soul,
leaving me bound forever to a smile that knew no mirth,
a grin in eternal mockery of all joy?
Look upon me, oh silent ones, whose pity wounds sharper than the steel—
for I am Gwynplaine, the jester forged in...
#denial
#despair
#frustration
#sadness
#shame
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:10pm
Yesterday 1:10pm
The Most Unusual Hypnotist Act
Zachary stood naked in
front of everybody, stared
deep into the baby blue
eyes of Caroline and
made her strip down
and flash her body.
front of everybody, stared
deep into the baby blue
eyes of Caroline and
made her strip down
and flash her body.
#dialogue
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#manipulation
#sex
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:36pm
Yesterday 12:36pm
Hollow Man
Hollow of eyes,
these shut eyelids
cast out the light.
The eyes of this soulless man
fused shut years ago to the light.
Light that would melt the ice within.
Hollow of a voice,
these shut lips
hide my cold thoughts.
The voice of this empty man
choked mute long ago.
Mute to expressions of empathy.
Hollow of warmth,
this icy skin
encasing a body void of a soul.
these shut eyelids
cast out the light.
The eyes of this soulless man
fused shut years ago to the light.
Light that would melt the ice within.
Hollow of a voice,
these shut lips
hide my cold thoughts.
The voice of this empty man
choked mute long ago.
Mute to expressions of empathy.
Hollow of warmth,
this icy skin
encasing a body void of a soul.
#dark
#MentalHealth
#scary #surreal
#scary #surreal
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:22am
Yesterday 10:22am
In Shadow Adorned
Beneath the silk, so black, so fine
A hollow husk doth lay in rest
No pulse, no breath, no sacred sign
But rot within its lifeless breast
The fabric clings, a mourner's veil
It whispers grief in shadowed seam
Yet hides the truth, so stark, so frail
A corpse that mocks the mourner's dream
Its folds like night, they shroud the stain
Of flesh decayed, of hope long fled
And yet the lie, through silk, doth reign
To mask the ruin of the dead
O mournful weave, thy beauty feigned
Thou canst not halt what death hath...
A hollow husk doth lay in rest
No pulse, no breath, no sacred sign
But rot within its lifeless breast
The fabric clings, a mourner's veil
It whispers grief in shadowed seam
Yet hides the truth, so stark, so frail
A corpse that mocks the mourner's dream
Its folds like night, they shroud the stain
Of flesh decayed, of hope long fled
And yet the lie, through silk, doth reign
To mask the ruin of the dead
O mournful weave, thy beauty feigned
Thou canst not halt what death hath...
#dark
#death
#despair
#graveyard
#shadows
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Onyxceila
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:30am
Yesterday 4:30am
Moonchild
All you ever fed me was cruelty and pain,
Starving, I consumed every morsel,
every drop I drank.
Instructed to stay quiet,
Mind my manners and never speak.
Never decline what’s been requested,
And never appear displeased.
Always take what I am gifted
With a smile upon my face.
And the only expressions permitted to be given
Are those of gratitude and thanks.
Every day, with words and fists like blades,
You cut away my meat.
“That frown is gonna cost ya honey,
You have three seconds to show those teeth
Do...
Starving, I consumed every morsel,
every drop I drank.
Instructed to stay quiet,
Mind my manners and never speak.
Never decline what’s been requested,
And never appear displeased.
Always take what I am gifted
With a smile upon my face.
And the only expressions permitted to be given
Are those of gratitude and thanks.
Every day, with words and fists like blades,
You cut away my meat.
“That frown is gonna cost ya honey,
You have three seconds to show those teeth
Do...
#abuse
#bittersweet
#dark
#death
#shame
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Onyxceila
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:31am
Yesterday 3:31am
Sincerely Dr. Jekyll
I can feel this rage boiling,
Bubbling to the top.
I can feel it catching fire,
Gathering heat nonstop.
Trampled on, belittled, and used,
With pain and anger suppression fused,
Cap to bottle where pressure grew.
A rageful burst ignites a flame,
A violent urge inside creates
An urgent need to purge what’s sane.
So I tipped the ladle and poured my pain,
Into molds I cast from shame,
Where molten bone is cooled with haste
To form the blackest glass to claws and fangs.
From iron ladle, fall tears like viscous...
Bubbling to the top.
I can feel it catching fire,
Gathering heat nonstop.
Trampled on, belittled, and used,
With pain and anger suppression fused,
Cap to bottle where pressure grew.
A rageful burst ignites a flame,
A violent urge inside creates
An urgent need to purge what’s sane.
So I tipped the ladle and poured my pain,
Into molds I cast from shame,
Where molten bone is cooled with haste
To form the blackest glass to claws and fangs.
From iron ladle, fall tears like viscous...
#dark
#hate
#jealousy #monsters
#jealousy #monsters
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