Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror - Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Today 4:33am
Today 4:33am
the voices
the dark utters
in hushed tones
speaks to you quietly
so no one else knows
while you tremble
alone with its razor tongue
slashing & cutting
until you bleed internally
the voices are relentless
when they smell blood
so you try & cauterize the wound
shake it off
but it's no good
then the demons really become bold
as they go for the throat...
in hushed tones
speaks to you quietly
so no one else knows
while you tremble
alone with its razor tongue
slashing & cutting
until you bleed internally
the voices are relentless
when they smell blood
so you try & cauterize the wound
shake it off
but it's no good
then the demons really become bold
as they go for the throat...
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UbiquitousVoid
Poem Published
20th Oct 2017 8:05pm
20th Oct 2017 8:05pm
OF DEATH AND THE SATURNINE ETERNITY OF I
I
Descending upon catharsis
Torn from substance, on the other side
Of my soul
Bewildered eyes, before me aligned
Lithesome figures barely there
A mirror of my guise, cracked and bare
Cupped in my hand is a solitary flower
So weightless, as if already ash
Waiting to be dispersed
The world I now behold, scorched by a frozen sun
Where my sorrow was once substance, an opiate
Births me once again from spiritual coma
I become myself, drink my cognizance
Devour the mnemonic
The black dog bays in the...
Descending upon catharsis
Torn from substance, on the other side
Of my soul
Bewildered eyes, before me aligned
Lithesome figures barely there
A mirror of my guise, cracked and bare
Cupped in my hand is a solitary flower
So weightless, as if already ash
Waiting to be dispersed
The world I now behold, scorched by a frozen sun
Where my sorrow was once substance, an opiate
Births me once again from spiritual coma
I become myself, drink my cognizance
Devour the mnemonic
The black dog bays in the...
34 reads
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Amorous_tryst
Poem Published
20th Oct 2017 6:23am
20th Oct 2017 6:23am
For Whom The Bell Tolls
stomp stomp stomp
noises on my porch
stomp stomp stomp
within my hand a torch
"heh heh heh giggle giggle"
"Get the gun ready"
"Got it right here"
"Bitch better have some cash"
ding dong
ding dong
rap! rap! rap!
click, crrreeeeekkk!!
"Trick or Treat"
"My, you are some tall ones"
voice behind the vail
welcome to my lair ...
noises on my porch
stomp stomp stomp
within my hand a torch
"heh heh heh giggle giggle"
"Get the gun ready"
"Got it right here"
"Bitch better have some cash"
ding dong
ding dong
rap! rap! rap!
click, crrreeeeekkk!!
"Trick or Treat"
"My, you are some tall ones"
voice behind the vail
welcome to my lair ...
41 reads
16 Comments
Alxh07
Poem Published
19th Oct 2017 8:33pm
19th Oct 2017 8:33pm
Alex in wonderland
Down through the rabbit hole,
The last call, the last time
Id ever hear her voice
The time had come
She'd made her choice
Pull the plug, yank the tube
She's ready to go
Say goodbye
And I love you too
Deeper past the tiny shelves,
Two weeks has passed
In two weeks late
Not joyous or happy
Driving down the interstate
To tell him the news,
At one in the morning
Because I couldn't wait
Empty jar of marmalade,
There's a car at his house
Parked right next to his
In my spot, but...
The last call, the last time
Id ever hear her voice
The time had come
She'd made her choice
Pull the plug, yank the tube
She's ready to go
Say goodbye
And I love you too
Deeper past the tiny shelves,
Two weeks has passed
In two weeks late
Not joyous or happy
Driving down the interstate
To tell him the news,
At one in the morning
Because I couldn't wait
Empty jar of marmalade,
There's a car at his house
Parked right next to his
In my spot, but...
34 reads
7 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
18th Oct 2017 10:34pm
18th Oct 2017 10:34pm
Moon Of Steel
It is a heart,
This holocaust I walk in,
O golden child the world will kill and eat. ‘
- Sylvia Plath
(1)
Oh, caustic dream,
Coiled neatly as a spring,
How you wait.
You release your deities
Marrow to holiness ---
A sacrificial precipitate.
The gentle creature
Stirs in a basin of
Hollowed out containment
Awaiting the lactation of
A thousand milky stars,
And I saw it,
Numbingly fortunate on
A crisp, linen sheet
Stained by heresy.
In droplets I recalled it, ...
This holocaust I walk in,
O golden child the world will kill and eat. ‘
- Sylvia Plath
(1)
Oh, caustic dream,
Coiled neatly as a spring,
How you wait.
You release your deities
Marrow to holiness ---
A sacrificial precipitate.
The gentle creature
Stirs in a basin of
Hollowed out containment
Awaiting the lactation of
A thousand milky stars,
And I saw it,
Numbingly fortunate on
A crisp, linen sheet
Stained by heresy.
In droplets I recalled it, ...
33 reads
4 Comments
God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
18th Oct 2017 3:17pm
18th Oct 2017 3:17pm
White Tree Fairies
RUN! just RUN! don't look back!
Withers breath! vision black!
Fallin down! on the ground!
Death circless all around!
Waking up from Darkness...
Unable to move in any way...
Opening eyes to see madness...
Wilted colours, blurry shades of grey...
And calming warmth of fire...
It's light...
Cold stone, hands tied with barbed wire...
... and three weird figures in sight ...
"What is this! Who are you!!!!
Let me go! what did i do!????"
Answers young lady, beauty of dawn... ...
37 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
18th Oct 2017 7:27am
18th Oct 2017 7:27am
Lucifer's own virgin whore
Lord Lucifer
I beseech you
visit me on this eve
within my creamy deep
I ache with an ungodly lust
only you can conceive ...
I beseech you
visit me on this eve
within my creamy deep
I ache with an ungodly lust
only you can conceive ...
72 reads
22 Comments
God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
18th Oct 2017 5:13am
18th Oct 2017 5:13am
My Guarding Demon
Mr.Rain: Annie:
Sudden Dreaming, so Appealing....
Date of Lover, once my Flower....
"what if your love's voice - haunted you' in your dreams?"
But soon all falls into Abyss....
"bloody nightmares - full of devious grins..."
Her fading Voice Sharpest thing is....
"and when you wake up - what the next day brings?"
White tree Alley, whispers gently....
"her fading voice - the sharpest of all_things... ^-^"
"Evil Valley! Consequently!"
Iris Red glow, "Shinu" Sign show...
Beautifull Smile, can not...
Sudden Dreaming, so Appealing....
Date of Lover, once my Flower....
"what if your love's voice - haunted you' in your dreams?"
But soon all falls into Abyss....
"bloody nightmares - full of devious grins..."
Her fading Voice Sharpest thing is....
"and when you wake up - what the next day brings?"
White tree Alley, whispers gently....
"her fading voice - the sharpest of all_things... ^-^"
"Evil Valley! Consequently!"
Iris Red glow, "Shinu" Sign show...
Beautifull Smile, can not...
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God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
17th Oct 2017 6:24pm
17th Oct 2017 6:24pm
Cow-Boy Kid
My silent little Boy....
Sitting in his room, Absent of Joy....
His secret love will never know....
She was the Deadly Decoy....
His wision slowly turns Grey....
Soon he'll be the Hunter, not the Prey....
He's coming for all the Bullies....
This morning they will pay....
For all The Things They Did....
To The gun he HiD....
My lovely young Soldier....
So Sweet, My little Cow-Boy Kid!
You should start to Run!
Faster than his Bullets!
Than the Tiger in his Gun!
So Run! you better RUN!!!
He used to come with...
Sitting in his room, Absent of Joy....
His secret love will never know....
She was the Deadly Decoy....
His wision slowly turns Grey....
Soon he'll be the Hunter, not the Prey....
He's coming for all the Bullies....
This morning they will pay....
For all The Things They Did....
To The gun he HiD....
My lovely young Soldier....
So Sweet, My little Cow-Boy Kid!
You should start to Run!
Faster than his Bullets!
Than the Tiger in his Gun!
So Run! you better RUN!!!
He used to come with...
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God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
16th Oct 2017 5:31am
16th Oct 2017 5:31am
Running Boy
Forest in which you grew...
Growes where you used to play...
Shinning just upon you...
Moon is so bright today...
Cold breeze will hug you tight...
Forbidden feels so right...
Tonight is journey to...
Secrets of Life it seems...
All Secrets Inside You!
But monsters, Darkest Dreams...
Scarry things, with dead hands...
Lurk through this Shadow Lands...
Are you scared? walking through...
Darkness of trees around!
Darkness inside of you!
Stronger gets Pulsing Pound!
Watch your steps, do not fall!
Discusting...
Growes where you used to play...
Shinning just upon you...
Moon is so bright today...
Cold breeze will hug you tight...
Forbidden feels so right...
Tonight is journey to...
Secrets of Life it seems...
All Secrets Inside You!
But monsters, Darkest Dreams...
Scarry things, with dead hands...
Lurk through this Shadow Lands...
Are you scared? walking through...
Darkness of trees around!
Darkness inside of you!
Stronger gets Pulsing Pound!
Watch your steps, do not fall!
Discusting...
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Taurek
Poem Published
15th Oct 2017 7:25am
15th Oct 2017 7:25am
The Media Prevented Me From Enjoying Fun In The Sun
44 reads
4 Comments
David_Macleod
Poem Published
14th Oct 2017 7:16pm
14th Oct 2017 7:16pm
Last Night I got Wood
Last night I had the strangest dream
I was sitting in my wheelchair
In the middle of a dark forest
It’s such a different place in the dark
The sounds are different
The sound of breaking twigs
I now notice as a wee bit creepy
As is the sounds of the wildlife
There is no light pollution
The stars in the sky are brilliant
I feel a power emanating from them
And I bask in their magnificence
I hear the sound of an aerosol spray
And bit by bit the stars are painted over
The sky is now black and cold
I hear and...
I was sitting in my wheelchair
In the middle of a dark forest
It’s such a different place in the dark
The sounds are different
The sound of breaking twigs
I now notice as a wee bit creepy
As is the sounds of the wildlife
There is no light pollution
The stars in the sky are brilliant
I feel a power emanating from them
And I bask in their magnificence
I hear the sound of an aerosol spray
And bit by bit the stars are painted over
The sky is now black and cold
I hear and...
57 reads
14 Comments
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