Dark Poems Seeking Honest Critique
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
Honest critique has been requested for these poems. Want to learn the art of critique? Join our Honestly Crafted Critique group.
Wordsmith
Poem Published
Today 9:27am
Today 9:27am
HURT AND PAIN
These days I guess I don't deserve to live
I felt disheartening
Hard to live; happily
Hurt and pain is all I could feel
Work ain't going fine
Life?; "not treating right"
Everyone telling me how bad I be
Trashing me
Battering
When parent blasphemy
Like I don't deserve to be
In this fa-mily
Friends don't wanna hang with me
On their Nike clique
Coz my dressing style is seeing
As lowlify thing
Girlfriend telling me
What a non-caring freak I be
For I'm just heartlessly being
Like a robot machine ...
I felt disheartening
Hard to live; happily
Hurt and pain is all I could feel
Work ain't going fine
Life?; "not treating right"
Everyone telling me how bad I be
Trashing me
Battering
When parent blasphemy
Like I don't deserve to be
In this fa-mily
Friends don't wanna hang with me
On their Nike clique
Coz my dressing style is seeing
As lowlify thing
Girlfriend telling me
What a non-caring freak I be
For I'm just heartlessly being
Like a robot machine ...
#sadness
#hate
#loneliness
#rejection
#frustration
2 reads
0 Comments
HadesRising
Poem Published
Today 5:00am
Today 5:00am
THE LAST OF US
I'm tired of falling like Icarus
High above the crux of Olympus
I've lost the other half of us
Holding on to the last of us
I'm still addicted to the tragedy
Living in the past where the pain will not die
Where you walked away from the misery
And now I don't know if I'm dead or alive
When I look at the ghost
That has scorned me the most
I know I've FUCKED it up
And I can't LET it go
I won't pay the toll
If you won't go
Because if I drift away
I won't find my way back to you
NO
...
High above the crux of Olympus
I've lost the other half of us
Holding on to the last of us
I'm still addicted to the tragedy
Living in the past where the pain will not die
Where you walked away from the misery
And now I don't know if I'm dead or alive
When I look at the ghost
That has scorned me the most
I know I've FUCKED it up
And I can't LET it go
I won't pay the toll
If you won't go
Because if I drift away
I won't find my way back to you
NO
...
#love
#dark
#ghosts
#despair
#emptiness
8 reads
0 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
Today 3:10am
Today 3:10am
“I Don’t Want God’s Forgiveness! I Want His f**king Help.”
There was nothing
There for me, I
Could see that,
Now
I let all that
Trauma get
The best of
Me and now
I was stuck
With it
Hanging out at
A kid’s birthday
Party with old
Friends feeling
Old
Single moms gabbing
About getting
Ghosted by
Their Tinder
Dates
Nothing was
Gained and
I was happy
To be back
At the
Condo
Yes, we’ll see
Each other
Again,
In
Hell
There for me, I
Could see that,
Now
I let all that
Trauma get
The best of
Me and now
I was stuck
With it
Hanging out at
A kid’s birthday
Party with old
Friends feeling
Old
Single moms gabbing
About getting
Ghosted by
Their Tinder
Dates
Nothing was
Gained and
I was happy
To be back
At the
Condo
Yes, we’ll see
Each other
Again,
In
Hell
#forgiveness
#birthday
#God
#suffering
#separation
17 reads
2 Comments
StruggleFreePotery
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:37pm
Yesterday 4:37pm
"Murder spree"
#dark
#ShortStory
26 reads
0 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:05pm
Yesterday 4:05pm
through the wormhole
subliminally I talk to you
arousing your lusts
yes I can see you
in my mind's eye watching every nuance
I'm very expressive...you know me
manipulating the very air around me
calling on the aether to obey
bending time so I can stay and play longer
I'm a Vixen of old
no one can control me
my attention is diverted
but my forces are always at work
I collapsed the void and loosed it
it's always been me and you knew it
no court will hold me accountable
crimes against humanity
I say prove it
...
arousing your lusts
yes I can see you
in my mind's eye watching every nuance
I'm very expressive...you know me
manipulating the very air around me
calling on the aether to obey
bending time so I can stay and play longer
I'm a Vixen of old
no one can control me
my attention is diverted
but my forces are always at work
I collapsed the void and loosed it
it's always been me and you knew it
no court will hold me accountable
crimes against humanity
I say prove it
...
#dark
#universe
#aliens
34 reads
6 Comments
Brando
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:10pm
Yesterday 3:10pm
Heavier still the Organelles (part 1)
#abuse
#war
#rebellion
20 reads
6 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:43am
Yesterday 4:43am
The Lady Is the Only Thing That Matters
No, that’s just more
Guilt and that
isn’t
Life
I’m still not
Doing this
right,
I can’t even
Convince
Myself
There’s this
Beautiful
Woman
who just
got a
nose
Job
And she’s
everyone’s
Girl
I’m listening
To old music
On the
Jukebox
Nothing is
here for
long,
Except for those
Stones sitting
Along all
Those river-
Banks
There’s a certain
Way to go
About
This
...
Guilt and that
isn’t
Life
I’m still not
Doing this
right,
I can’t even
Convince
Myself
There’s this
Beautiful
Woman
who just
got a
nose
Job
And she’s
everyone’s
Girl
I’m listening
To old music
On the
Jukebox
Nothing is
here for
long,
Except for those
Stones sitting
Along all
Those river-
Banks
There’s a certain
Way to go
About
This
...
#regret
#women
#beauty
#music
#morality
20 reads
0 Comments
Joshuaberry
Ancestor
Ancestor
Poem Published
16th Nov 2019 3:18pm
16th Nov 2019 3:18pm
Jove's Jumpy Jets
purpl'd eyes heaven
with tongue cloven
met mystic malady
embroidered ensconced epilepsy
dripping damped desires
jittery earth admires
saline liquid loitering
deflowered dusts damping
scrunched sans spooky
moistened mists melt
Jove's jumpy jets
twain trailed crest
dull disease dances
later lost traces
19:11:16:11:56
with tongue cloven
met mystic malady
embroidered ensconced epilepsy
dripping damped desires
jittery earth admires
saline liquid loitering
deflowered dusts damping
scrunched sans spooky
moistened mists melt
Jove's jumpy jets
twain trailed crest
dull disease dances
later lost traces
19:11:16:11:56
#sun
#universe
15 reads
0 Comments
StruggleFreePotery
Poem Published
16th Nov 2019 3:17pm
16th Nov 2019 3:17pm
"Joy ride"
#dark
#erotic
#evil
52 reads
0 Comments
Brando
Poem Published
16th Nov 2019 1:31pm
16th Nov 2019 1:31pm
Heavy is the Head (part 2)
Revolt, Revolt, Revolt
He screeched from under insect-stained boots
Winds of inferno licking his wounds
The Serpent Bitch Hound giving live birth, on display for tittering subjects.
Her entrails exposed and entwined with her fresh, hateful brood
Ready to take the stinking world by storm.
He screeched from under insect-stained boots
Winds of inferno licking his wounds
The Serpent Bitch Hound giving live birth, on display for tittering subjects.
Her entrails exposed and entwined with her fresh, hateful brood
Ready to take the stinking world by storm.
#abuse
38 reads
6 Comments
Brando
Poem Published
16th Nov 2019 1:17pm
16th Nov 2019 1:17pm
Heavy is the Head (part 1)
My cheekbones ingest him
The weight of his molecules, his chains
The suffering, my tribute
Feast for days on his rancid architecture
When his eyes are sunken, his gums pale, his sheets pink and red and swarmed with infection - I am lusty with my devouring
Heavy and drunken is my head with spirits and metals.
The weight of his molecules, his chains
The suffering, my tribute
Feast for days on his rancid architecture
When his eyes are sunken, his gums pale, his sheets pink and red and swarmed with infection - I am lusty with my devouring
Heavy and drunken is my head with spirits and metals.
#abuse
34 reads
3 Comments
Joshuaberry
Ancestor
Ancestor
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 6:25pm
15th Nov 2019 6:25pm
Dark Dances
reviving rusts revamping
frolic feigning feasts
damped desires drooping
mystic mists moaning
puked passion plying
tactic tier tucking
sour scrunched smoothened
pleasant parks heightened
dark dances darkened
fiery flames simpering
mocking mystic mists
towering; twigs twisting
archaic aura blending
brooding base bleeding.
19:11:15:10:25
frolic feigning feasts
damped desires drooping
mystic mists moaning
puked passion plying
tactic tier tucking
sour scrunched smoothened
pleasant parks heightened
dark dances darkened
fiery flames simpering
mocking mystic mists
towering; twigs twisting
archaic aura blending
brooding base bleeding.
19:11:15:10:25
#apathy
21 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Dark Poetry Seeking Critique. Dark Poems about Death, Horror and Evil
