Dark Poems Seeking Honest Critique
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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They know
The people I pass, I feel like they are so far
like the currents of a river, or the shine of a star
always there but never actively participating
in the world where there soul is waiting
just beyond the veil, where reality truly lies.
Oh how I feel such longing and sorrow
for the ones who long for the release of tomorrow
only to find themselves hopeless and caught
between their dreams and everything they were taught.
The demons of lost wishes truly do know
the depths that we will go,
to finally achieve what has been stripped
only to...
like the currents of a river, or the shine of a star
always there but never actively participating
in the world where there soul is waiting
just beyond the veil, where reality truly lies.
Oh how I feel such longing and sorrow
for the ones who long for the release of tomorrow
only to find themselves hopeless and caught
between their dreams and everything they were taught.
The demons of lost wishes truly do know
the depths that we will go,
to finally achieve what has been stripped
only to...
#death
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2 Comments
Filtered
a taste of heaven
filtered from the Fallen One
can stain the pallet
filtered from the Fallen One
can stain the pallet
#dark
#humankind
#philosophical
51 reads
2 Comments
Caveat Lector
aches the darkness
blithely unaware of its beauty
I gaze into the shadows
and see its internal storm
it winds around me
breathing smoke into my soul
succumbing to its need
it scribes desire on my flesh
we meld together as one
twining spirits collide
the victor rises
greeting you on parchement
you behold its face
seeking your passions
fascinated with human
it designs ways to captivate
craving your ardor
it spellbinds
one long last look then departs
taking a part of your...
blithely unaware of its beauty
I gaze into the shadows
and see its internal storm
it winds around me
breathing smoke into my soul
succumbing to its need
it scribes desire on my flesh
we meld together as one
twining spirits collide
the victor rises
greeting you on parchement
you behold its face
seeking your passions
fascinated with human
it designs ways to captivate
craving your ardor
it spellbinds
one long last look then departs
taking a part of your...
#love
#dark
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5 Comments
Schizophrenic Scripture
in another
attempt to put pen to paper
i plot a course
as ideas are omnipresent
but today I'm filled with contempt
cuz there's an ominous cloud
hovering about
making things a wee bit murky
and without a pronounced vibe
as the vehicle
these jagged musings
just linger in the labyrinth of the mind
echoing in the halls
of this endless cathedral
banging in rebellion
against invisible walls
antagonists of a sooted soul
awaiting combustion
...
attempt to put pen to paper
i plot a course
as ideas are omnipresent
but today I'm filled with contempt
cuz there's an ominous cloud
hovering about
making things a wee bit murky
and without a pronounced vibe
as the vehicle
these jagged musings
just linger in the labyrinth of the mind
echoing in the halls
of this endless cathedral
banging in rebellion
against invisible walls
antagonists of a sooted soul
awaiting combustion
...
1599 reads
11 Comments
Brutal
caveat lector this is a spellbinding message
rising from a dimension little spoken of
drifting through time and space
broken vestiles of pain are brutal
anger builds and errupts
and I am blown aways by its power
an ancient being approaches
flinging stars in his grasp
with dark matter dripping voids
full of strength to destroy
he calls upon the dead to come forth
as the stagnant storm winds its way through the human tomes
gaining knowledge it grows out of control
deafening is the silence it breeds
...
rising from a dimension little spoken of
drifting through time and space
broken vestiles of pain are brutal
anger builds and errupts
and I am blown aways by its power
an ancient being approaches
flinging stars in his grasp
with dark matter dripping voids
full of strength to destroy
he calls upon the dead to come forth
as the stagnant storm winds its way through the human tomes
gaining knowledge it grows out of control
deafening is the silence it breeds
...
#dark
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0 Comments
The Houses Of None
I'm hurting but honesty keeps pushing through my thoughts
a scapel excising flesh from soul
exposing my vulenrability
cloaked in shadows
Mr. Dark comes forward
my guardian since time began
insulted rain, reigns in his disdain
under my breath I curse
I am unsure of his intent
he keeps coming on strong none the less
storming my sacred halls
presenting himself front and center
he believes he is in love with me
I don't share his sentiment
he thinks my honor is on the line
so with a...
a scapel excising flesh from soul
exposing my vulenrability
cloaked in shadows
Mr. Dark comes forward
my guardian since time began
insulted rain, reigns in his disdain
under my breath I curse
I am unsure of his intent
he keeps coming on strong none the less
storming my sacred halls
presenting himself front and center
he believes he is in love with me
I don't share his sentiment
he thinks my honor is on the line
so with a...
#dark
#angels
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Demon inside
My love for this world is gone.
The dark is all I knew.
You took my light from me.
To the deities, Fuck You
You took my sanity.
You destroyed my peace.
Everything I loved lay deceased.
Now my pain don't cease
Fuck it take me I'm done
The dark is all I knew.
You took my light from me.
To the deities, Fuck You
You took my sanity.
You destroyed my peace.
Everything I loved lay deceased.
Now my pain don't cease
Fuck it take me I'm done
#anger
#regret
#grief
#heartbroken
#emptiness
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Cardboard Butterflies
Stimulation simulation
Broken by this fascination
In my eyes another one dies
Conditioned to crave the lifeless
Chasing cardboard butterflies
Wing span painted end to end
Temporal and colorful as the shell
I fade inside as I behold in mind
Acquiring a taste for such a vibrant hell
Eroticism erosion of our hearts in bed with this flesh of romanticized decay
The light of what doesn’t exist is the greener grass paradox that keeps us wishing life away
Life changing prognosis’s of the flatlining of our time
Wearing thin...
Broken by this fascination
In my eyes another one dies
Conditioned to crave the lifeless
Chasing cardboard butterflies
Wing span painted end to end
Temporal and colorful as the shell
I fade inside as I behold in mind
Acquiring a taste for such a vibrant hell
Eroticism erosion of our hearts in bed with this flesh of romanticized decay
The light of what doesn’t exist is the greener grass paradox that keeps us wishing life away
Life changing prognosis’s of the flatlining of our time
Wearing thin...
#grief
#dreams
#death
#LifeStruggles
#addiction
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I Just Don't Know Why

#murder
#suicide
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Brown.
Wounded by brother.
#nature
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In the morning light
To the sun, the moon must seem a fool
living in shadows, nobody able to see Her rule
yet she continues so patient and quiet
preventing the tides from creating a riot
guiding our nights along on their paths
yet, the sun on has His wrath.
Beating us down under his heated crown
hoping we will drown
in our own sweat from our brow
hoping to match her beauty somehow.
Yes, spring may belong to the bright
but Winter belongs to the cold night
just like the moon herself, cold and aloof
yet so beautiful it goes beyond any proof
the...
living in shadows, nobody able to see Her rule
yet she continues so patient and quiet
preventing the tides from creating a riot
guiding our nights along on their paths
yet, the sun on has His wrath.
Beating us down under his heated crown
hoping we will drown
in our own sweat from our brow
hoping to match her beauty somehow.
Yes, spring may belong to the bright
but Winter belongs to the cold night
just like the moon herself, cold and aloof
yet so beautiful it goes beyond any proof
the...
#sun
#moon
#night #nature
#night #nature
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Patient Zero
As if by a vampiric bite
fresh rage transfers from brain to brain
in right cerebra fight or flight
as undead psychic virus pain;
bloodborne by iron pathogen
the right cerebra thinks it's right
to act just like an ape again
when rage will one more rage invite
like Dracula into the home
of probity, peace, and its joy...
to spread, like rabies in a foam,
or Trojan horse Greek troops deploy
when plunder is the main conceit
for rapacity and its deceit.
fresh rage transfers from brain to brain
in right cerebra fight or flight
as undead psychic virus pain;
bloodborne by iron pathogen
the right cerebra thinks it's right
to act just like an ape again
when rage will one more rage invite
like Dracula into the home
of probity, peace, and its joy...
to spread, like rabies in a foam,
or Trojan horse Greek troops deploy
when plunder is the main conceit
for rapacity and its deceit.
#TruthOfLife
#manipulation
87 reads
4 Comments
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