Popular Dark Poems
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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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last words
if
you
died
roses
would lose
lustre
ink
would
run dry
songs
would
fade away
joy would
turn to grey
days
would drag
of sorrow
words
would stop
formation
imagination
would cease it's wonder
everything
would
turn to stone
motions
would stall
and slow
ache so heavy
would be
all I know
only
emptiness
and my...
if
you
died
roses
would lose
lustre
ink
would
run dry
songs
would
fade away
joy would
turn to grey
days
would drag
of sorrow
words
would stop
formation
imagination
would cease it's wonder
everything
would
turn to stone
motions
would stall
and slow
ache so heavy
would be
all I know
only
emptiness
and my...
#love
#grief
#heartbroken
#SelfHarm
#despair
249 reads
58 Comments
The perilous nature of being
i gather
the
scattered shards
pick them up
piece
by
piece
careful
not
to
cut
any deeper
the
scattered shards
pick them up
piece
by
piece
careful
not
to
cut
any deeper
#anxiety
#TruthOfLife
#MentalHealth
#fear
#weakness
122 reads
30 Comments
Worshiping in red lights...
In a public harem with the priestesses of voluptuousness.
And some old ones as well, which soul is darker I wonder.
These are for those who need daily passion at any cost.
Not a distant dream, real female beauty. Innocence lost.
This field is euphonious. And so visually appealing.
A playground for your depravity, open 24 hours a day.
"50 euro suck and f*ck" so cold and transactional.
It just seems lifeless, and yet somehow so full of life.
Eager mouths, eager bodies, red lights all day and night.
And some old ones as well, which soul is darker I wonder.
These are for those who need daily passion at any cost.
Not a distant dream, real female beauty. Innocence lost.
This field is euphonious. And so visually appealing.
A playground for your depravity, open 24 hours a day.
"50 euro suck and f*ck" so cold and transactional.
It just seems lifeless, and yet somehow so full of life.
Eager mouths, eager bodies, red lights all day and night.
#sex
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#emptiness
#apathy
158 reads
40 Comments
Just a plaything...
Marks are left on the body, sadness has settled in the soul
I am like a puppet, just a doll and I am not sorry
So he took me out of the box, quietly shook the dust
Awkward without the puppeteer, he seemed to breathe life into me
And now he pulls the strings, I follow the gestures of the hands ...
His smile is shining, his pleasure is assured, his desires fulfilled
The weak-willed doll dances, playing her role discreetly,
And each doll hides its own resentment and pain
I am like a puppet, just a doll and I am not sorry
So he took me out of the box, quietly shook the dust
Awkward without the puppeteer, he seemed to breathe life into me
And now he pulls the strings, I follow the gestures of the hands ...
His smile is shining, his pleasure is assured, his desires fulfilled
The weak-willed doll dances, playing her role discreetly,
And each doll hides its own resentment and pain
#sadness
#abuse
#emptiness
#manipulation
#fear
226 reads
34 Comments
Have a second drink on me...
Oh, the streams of blood running from between my legs
as you immerse me in the darkness, punishing me for lies.
The ones you love to hear on bitten lips, running red
Stimulating the lust for the endless night...
A body gasping while taking the last breath is so thrilling.
Clawing at soft hips now adorned in crimson stripes
Your darkness opening up inside me on full thrust.
And the soul burns it's last light tonight...
The muddiness of darkness forever polluting my mind.
These blood soaked clothes are so seductive ...
as you immerse me in the darkness, punishing me for lies.
The ones you love to hear on bitten lips, running red
Stimulating the lust for the endless night...
A body gasping while taking the last breath is so thrilling.
Clawing at soft hips now adorned in crimson stripes
Your darkness opening up inside me on full thrust.
And the soul burns it's last light tonight...
The muddiness of darkness forever polluting my mind.
These blood soaked clothes are so seductive ...
#lust
#dark
#evil
#vampires
#sexy
50 reads
14 Comments
bruising on an otherwise pretty body
I lust for you
It's not a day here or there
It's EVERYDAY
It's OBSESSION
I'm REPRESSED
You're a songbird
Flowing in vibe and heat
I'm an outsider
A Loner
A dark cloud hoping for rain
I paint
I do that for you
Do you feel it ?
Do you feel soft allure?
Watercolor
Pastels
Sometimes I'm so lonely
My lust turns negative
Then bruises babe
That's also for you ...
It's not a day here or there
It's EVERYDAY
It's OBSESSION
I'm REPRESSED
You're a songbird
Flowing in vibe and heat
I'm an outsider
A Loner
A dark cloud hoping for rain
I paint
I do that for you
Do you feel it ?
Do you feel soft allure?
Watercolor
Pastels
Sometimes I'm so lonely
My lust turns negative
Then bruises babe
That's also for you ...
#lust
#dark
#BDSM
#OCD
#obsession
71 reads
17 Comments
A Stink Bomb Has Risen From Hell (Speaking To The Beast-Incantation)
Oh, you are such a foolish child
The only address of your obscurity you reign is in Hell as you reside
Darkness comes to me for answers rewarded with spiritual pride
Your thorns may it pierce you in thy eyes
Pluck out the sight offend thee not, feed it unto the sacrificed as being the castrated vessel by and by
Jezebel painted lips
Ugliness surrounding such harsh femininity, an aura reeking of filth
Distressed razor tongue, upon the stance of your presence, I hawk and then spit
Step...
The only address of your obscurity you reign is in Hell as you reside
Darkness comes to me for answers rewarded with spiritual pride
Your thorns may it pierce you in thy eyes
Pluck out the sight offend thee not, feed it unto the sacrificed as being the castrated vessel by and by
Jezebel painted lips
Ugliness surrounding such harsh femininity, an aura reeking of filth
Distressed razor tongue, upon the stance of your presence, I hawk and then spit
Step...
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
#culture
143 reads
20 Comments
March to the Scaffold
Stoic
I march to the beat of my own drum
To my own execution
For the everything that I have done
I march to the beat of my own drum
To my own execution
For the everything that I have done
#death
#minimalist
#apathy
92 reads
6 Comments
Tendril Demon
The dragon admires the chimera
They fuck as synchronous monsters
In the blue reign of the twilight sky
The dragon fills its maw
The tender pith in jaw
With ivory chimeran neck
The carotid collapses in shred
Streaks of red erupt along the horizon
Like the bloodletting I attempt to get you out of my system.
Betrayal poetic in quadrangles
Your lips are decayed to me
Your kiss is poisonous
Yet, I
Would write a thousand prayers and cast a thousand spells
Until I feel golden in your...
They fuck as synchronous monsters
In the blue reign of the twilight sky
The dragon fills its maw
The tender pith in jaw
With ivory chimeran neck
The carotid collapses in shred
Streaks of red erupt along the horizon
Like the bloodletting I attempt to get you out of my system.
Betrayal poetic in quadrangles
Your lips are decayed to me
Your kiss is poisonous
Yet, I
Would write a thousand prayers and cast a thousand spells
Until I feel golden in your...
#anger
#dark
#monsters
#frustration
#despair
92 reads
4 Comments
The Mirror
Deeply staring at the mirror, I see
nothing there.
When did this life fall to pieces,
I was unaware.
Blistered feet from bridges burning,
far too late to care.
One way ticket into darkness,
great is my despair.
Am I dreaming? I start screaming,
No one seems to hear.
Thoughts are creeping as I’m weeping,
gripping me with fear.
So much clearer is this mirror
fucking with my head.
Never was I looking inward,
but out of it instead.
nothing there.
When did this life fall to pieces,
I was unaware.
Blistered feet from bridges burning,
far too late to care.
One way ticket into darkness,
great is my despair.
Am I dreaming? I start screaming,
No one seems to hear.
Thoughts are creeping as I’m weeping,
gripping me with fear.
So much clearer is this mirror
fucking with my head.
Never was I looking inward,
but out of it instead.
#anxiety
#loneliness
#misunderstood #FeelingTrapped
#misunderstood #FeelingTrapped
122 reads
7 Comments
cautious
a barb and a hook later
the shadows were confident in their despair
a lady in waiting?
no, I lie in wait
I want for nothing
in my hell I am Queen
the shadows were confident in their despair
a lady in waiting?
no, I lie in wait
I want for nothing
in my hell I am Queen
#lust
#hurt
86 reads
4 Comments
True transparency!!
Let me mind picture,
a clear vision of truth, that is depicted, deep from the soul. I don't need half hearted gestures to make me feel better,
I want transparency, so I can see the fucking good in you !!
a clear vision of truth, that is depicted, deep from the soul. I don't need half hearted gestures to make me feel better,
I want transparency, so I can see the fucking good in you !!
#anger
#dark
#frustration #bittersweet
#frustration #bittersweet
72 reads
10 Comments
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