Long Dark Poems
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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
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
...
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Ordained
Ordained by the tip of my staff
Angles lead by Joshua slaying everything in our wicked path
Cleansing the earth of ever deceptive foul slithering beast
Commence the night, and enjoy the bloody feast
Well, you bring this phantom into play,
I have two swords one to allure and the other to slay
Do I look like I am remotely worried, no one in Heaven even knows your ancient demonic name
The headless demon severed, shitted, and pissed on, still wallowing in self-pity, and earthly shame
And now you are starting to hear these...
Angles lead by Joshua slaying everything in our wicked path
Cleansing the earth of ever deceptive foul slithering beast
Commence the night, and enjoy the bloody feast
Well, you bring this phantom into play,
I have two swords one to allure and the other to slay
Do I look like I am remotely worried, no one in Heaven even knows your ancient demonic name
The headless demon severed, shitted, and pissed on, still wallowing in self-pity, and earthly shame
And now you are starting to hear these...
#war
#water
#religion
#heaven
#culture
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4 Comments
The Devil’s Spawn Has Risen
Death of a spirit as you earthly roam
Looking for comfort, oh thy wicked heart of stone
Risen of thy soft touch conformed from the hands of Satan
From the stench of hell its bomb unto earth awaiting
Forsaken upon the green of earth in the cradle of a little girl
Until horns as growth manifested to be denied by fate
A guardian’s love, forsaken to demonically unfurl
Condemned in the bedlam of thy own befuddled mind
Child of woman from the womb of a Jezabel and of a Jackel entwined
Asunder, confused by the secret...
Looking for comfort, oh thy wicked heart of stone
Risen of thy soft touch conformed from the hands of Satan
From the stench of hell its bomb unto earth awaiting
Forsaken upon the green of earth in the cradle of a little girl
Until horns as growth manifested to be denied by fate
A guardian’s love, forsaken to demonically unfurl
Condemned in the bedlam of thy own befuddled mind
Child of woman from the womb of a Jezabel and of a Jackel entwined
Asunder, confused by the secret...
#war
#sun
#moon
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Where There’s A Will There’s A Way
I’ve always loved when a demoness shares the true meaning of her hatred façade behind a thesaurus slew of nursery rhymes
Hearing her own heartbeat, getting slowly sucked in the warp of a diabolical mind
Not mesmerized by the moment, the presence of self is on the winds of blurred time
The trick of the trade far outweighs the leverage of my kind
No weapons to boast, only the words as they flow
Blood shall spill when castrating the roots of a black and purplish rose
...
Hearing her own heartbeat, getting slowly sucked in the warp of a diabolical mind
Not mesmerized by the moment, the presence of self is on the winds of blurred time
The trick of the trade far outweighs the leverage of my kind
No weapons to boast, only the words as they flow
Blood shall spill when castrating the roots of a black and purplish rose
...
#war
#sun
#moon #spiritual
#moon #spiritual
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7 Comments
Your Stench Is Reeking Abyzou (Part I of 30)
You have been forewarned my wild child
Now you are in my realm no Golden Sun shall shine
I will give as you wish
As my hounds of Hades shall shred the beast and the bitch
You may have your make believe throne
For any mortal who sits beside you, curses his own birthright, never to see daylight, and will never atone
You are my pet in the obscurity of darkness
This is a nightmare upon your skin felt
My deep lashes felt, acid stinging welts
...
Now you are in my realm no Golden Sun shall shine
I will give as you wish
As my hounds of Hades shall shred the beast and the bitch
You may have your make believe throne
For any mortal who sits beside you, curses his own birthright, never to see daylight, and will never atone
You are my pet in the obscurity of darkness
This is a nightmare upon your skin felt
My deep lashes felt, acid stinging welts
...
#dark
#moon
174 reads
3 Comments
You Don't Want My Love {Contaminated Penmanship}

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9 Comments
The Calling
as I
traverse through the pitch
of barren Night I
I can taste Her..
faint trails of her pheromones
serve as my beacon....my reason....my burden...
we must consummate
I...must....consume..my...mate
for I am now forever forsaken from
The Divine Presence
cast out as a slave
into this..this seductive wildness lurking
working it way through
my anatomy
breaking me
every organ now enlarged
muscles tendons and ligaments
expanded far beyond
human dimensions
my sight...
traverse through the pitch
of barren Night I
I can taste Her..
faint trails of her pheromones
serve as my beacon....my reason....my burden...
we must consummate
I...must....consume..my...mate
for I am now forever forsaken from
The Divine Presence
cast out as a slave
into this..this seductive wildness lurking
working it way through
my anatomy
breaking me
every organ now enlarged
muscles tendons and ligaments
expanded far beyond
human dimensions
my sight...
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10 Comments
Cloak n Dagger
Never seen a cloak
Quite like this before
Bright red with white pearls
Constantly flashing
Quite dashing I'd say
Dashing and sinister
It was her calm before the storm
Before she administers her pain
Through her blood stained dagger
That made the mightiest of men stagger
And tragically fall
As they become magically enthralled
With her beautiful cloak
Beguiling with witty jokes
A saccharine voice ...
Quite like this before
Bright red with white pearls
Constantly flashing
Quite dashing I'd say
Dashing and sinister
It was her calm before the storm
Before she administers her pain
Through her blood stained dagger
That made the mightiest of men stagger
And tragically fall
As they become magically enthralled
With her beautiful cloak
Beguiling with witty jokes
A saccharine voice ...
#dark
#sex
#witches
#curse
#obsession
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3 Comments
Deathbed Redemption
Degrade to compensate
Bury your sorrows in all you can achieve
Work up to hone some semblance of value
Till it’s something you believe
Imperfect sacrifice
Weigh self righteousness against your sin
In the end it doesn’t counterbalance
When success is worthless as the pride within
Live down the haunting
The failures of a sellouts past
Losing sight of any humility
Concealing shame in the joys that never last
Make your deathbed and sleep in it
When life comes due
To what does it all amount
Marketing your...
Bury your sorrows in all you can achieve
Work up to hone some semblance of value
Till it’s something you believe
Imperfect sacrifice
Weigh self righteousness against your sin
In the end it doesn’t counterbalance
When success is worthless as the pride within
Live down the haunting
The failures of a sellouts past
Losing sight of any humility
Concealing shame in the joys that never last
Make your deathbed and sleep in it
When life comes due
To what does it all amount
Marketing your...
#death
#faith
#hypocrisy
#morality
#SelfWorth
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1 Comment
The Ice Pick Queen
My hair was matted from sweat,
bleach and broken glass.
He drug me through the kitchen,
I grabbed everything in my path.
Then he threw me down the steps,
he held my hair in his hands,
gave me a little laugh
and told me to try and stand.
I'm frightened in the bushes,
he's searching with his flashlight.
In five minute's timing,
my life was changed tonight.
Blood running between my thighs,
my ankles ached from rope burns.
He said I brought it on myself.
Pretty girls must be scorned.
My...
bleach and broken glass.
He drug me through the kitchen,
I grabbed everything in my path.
Then he threw me down the steps,
he held my hair in his hands,
gave me a little laugh
and told me to try and stand.
I'm frightened in the bushes,
he's searching with his flashlight.
In five minute's timing,
my life was changed tonight.
Blood running between my thighs,
my ankles ached from rope burns.
He said I brought it on myself.
Pretty girls must be scorned.
My...
#lust
#violence
#abuse
#MeToo
#fiction
168 reads
8 Comments
The Refracted Dark
bate the water and troll
I am destined for beauty...nothing more
I seek not the seeds sown
deep down I'm worth more
Your fascination with the flesh is stillborn
let go of the dreaded edge and get real
a dull instrument at best...little thrill
A needed effigy for your thoughts
they come traveling a beam of light
burning who it ought naught
Duality of reflection
mirroring your own so much you think
therefore you are...darlin
Grieving for like company
you cast dispersions of apathy ...
I am destined for beauty...nothing more
I seek not the seeds sown
deep down I'm worth more
Your fascination with the flesh is stillborn
let go of the dreaded edge and get real
a dull instrument at best...little thrill
A needed effigy for your thoughts
they come traveling a beam of light
burning who it ought naught
Duality of reflection
mirroring your own so much you think
therefore you are...darlin
Grieving for like company
you cast dispersions of apathy ...
#love
#dark
106 reads
4 Comments
She At The Abyss
t'was those restless nights..
you remember yes?
remember the silent howling
...that hawkish moon
the tossing..turning
the inner chambers churning..
in sweaty trepidation of
the visitors
...
your panorama of parasites..
here to commune with the dwarfish
incubus clawing beneath
your agitated flesh
...
come my darkened lover..
never mind them
allow me to secret you away
submerge...
you remember yes?
remember the silent howling
...that hawkish moon
the tossing..turning
the inner chambers churning..
in sweaty trepidation of
the visitors
...
your panorama of parasites..
here to commune with the dwarfish
incubus clawing beneath
your agitated flesh
...
come my darkened lover..
never mind them
allow me to secret you away
submerge...
#dark
#dreams
#water
#ShortStory
#mermaids
171 reads
3 Comments
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