Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror - Published by DU Poetry members most recently online.
GlassEmerald
Poem Published
19th Aug 2017 2:35am
19th Aug 2017 2:35am
Revile
the mantle piece is astonishing inspectors
while intruding impatience
by classic stairs then
consulting the hereafter (ambuscaded incertitude)
observational concur "you should know we
are the historians
to our past and future couture"
non linear compartments but don't take
it slow, I'm ready for self instructing
myself as you love me in the morning
lymphatic respiratory
that I xiphoid revile in procrustean
taciturn (replay goodwill district)
later on a game of chess
sedimentary nonetheless
and now engines...
while intruding impatience
by classic stairs then
consulting the hereafter (ambuscaded incertitude)
observational concur "you should know we
are the historians
to our past and future couture"
non linear compartments but don't take
it slow, I'm ready for self instructing
myself as you love me in the morning
lymphatic respiratory
that I xiphoid revile in procrustean
taciturn (replay goodwill district)
later on a game of chess
sedimentary nonetheless
and now engines...
26 reads
3 Comments
Jadedembers
Poem Published
Today 1:44am
Today 1:44am
Gallows
Sitting cross-legged and enveloped in silence.
Silence impregnated with angst...
tribulation...
ignominy...
onus...
petulance...
vexation...
Its as if a fire is enkindled inside this zaftig silence.
The smoke floats and swirls enchantingly around me.
It wrapps its stunningly dangerous whirls around my body.
Fascinating...
Silence impregnated with angst...
tribulation...
ignominy...
onus...
petulance...
vexation...
Its as if a fire is enkindled inside this zaftig silence.
The smoke floats and swirls enchantingly around me.
It wrapps its stunningly dangerous whirls around my body.
Fascinating...
11 reads
5 Comments
exvso8m1
Poem Published
28th Jul 2017 11:03pm
28th Jul 2017 11:03pm
In Her Darkness
††
In her darkness, she reached out in search of your touch,
But there was only coldness and pain in your grip,
Solitude the misfortune of those she deceived,
As from her soul the life blood now steadily drips...
†
In her darkness, it is no longer of relevant concern,
Her impetuous temperament shows this is no game,
No matter what tales you may have heard in the past,
Nothing in the darkness will ever again be the same...
†
In her darkness, she is tied with invisible ropes,
In a place where in the darkness they play,
Soon the...
In her darkness, she reached out in search of your touch,
But there was only coldness and pain in your grip,
Solitude the misfortune of those she deceived,
As from her soul the life blood now steadily drips...
†
In her darkness, it is no longer of relevant concern,
Her impetuous temperament shows this is no game,
No matter what tales you may have heard in the past,
Nothing in the darkness will ever again be the same...
†
In her darkness, she is tied with invisible ropes,
In a place where in the darkness they play,
Soon the...
55 reads
4 Comments
tmoj
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Poem Published
7th Aug 2017 00:36am
7th Aug 2017 00:36am
Social Anxiety
Waking up from a midday nap
I put on my clothes
along with my mask
So I don't feel alone
I try to find someone successful to match
Hoping these are just steps to becoming great
So I walk out the door
And prepare for a mental war
In a crowded place
Frozen
Not saying a word
Because I end up choking
People even forget I'm here
Whispers going through different ears
And get odd stares and chuckles from my peers
I look at them and they quickly look away
I feel like a monster because everyone is afraid ...
I put on my clothes
along with my mask
So I don't feel alone
I try to find someone successful to match
Hoping these are just steps to becoming great
So I walk out the door
And prepare for a mental war
In a crowded place
Frozen
Not saying a word
Because I end up choking
People even forget I'm here
Whispers going through different ears
And get odd stares and chuckles from my peers
I look at them and they quickly look away
I feel like a monster because everyone is afraid ...
42 reads
6 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:58am
Yesterday 8:58am
Beta Testing
The alpha gets all the hate
Because he’s at the top of the chain
And all these other knaves
Get chained just like any other
LA bitch
War torn Kosovo
Terrorists in Amsterdam
Another feather in your cap
Heroin addiction
Guns in the hands
Of vicious criminals
Don’t tell me your sob story
I don’t give a shit
You keep pruning the tree
Until it grows right
The fat lady dances
This bong doesn’t work right
Quit drinking because of vanity
The disloyal girlfriend end up
With a husband who cheats
Getting...
Because he’s at the top of the chain
And all these other knaves
Get chained just like any other
LA bitch
War torn Kosovo
Terrorists in Amsterdam
Another feather in your cap
Heroin addiction
Guns in the hands
Of vicious criminals
Don’t tell me your sob story
I don’t give a shit
You keep pruning the tree
Until it grows right
The fat lady dances
This bong doesn’t work right
Quit drinking because of vanity
The disloyal girlfriend end up
With a husband who cheats
Getting...
17 reads
0 Comments
AtoMikbomb
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:56pm
Yesterday 10:56pm
A Hole In The Ice
Cloaking holds of lethal
Cold
An eyelet of warmth
Whims swim in sweet whispers
Favorable fancies fan under there...
Receding edges spread
Perimeters lance
Iced scythes slice habituations
Possibly twice
To forsake your furnace
That responsible
Clement
Core
That coursing sole (soul) source
Numbing necrosis
To port you below
Glacial flows & floral undertow
Gracious guiles glisten
Upon this voracious orfice
Cloy & clouded
Smoking liquid shadow
Sweeping sheets of
Shallow veils ...
Cold
An eyelet of warmth
Whims swim in sweet whispers
Favorable fancies fan under there...
Receding edges spread
Perimeters lance
Iced scythes slice habituations
Possibly twice
To forsake your furnace
That responsible
Clement
Core
That coursing sole (soul) source
Numbing necrosis
To port you below
Glacial flows & floral undertow
Gracious guiles glisten
Upon this voracious orfice
Cloy & clouded
Smoking liquid shadow
Sweeping sheets of
Shallow veils ...
13 reads
1 Comment
FromTheAsh
Poem Published
Today 4:42am
Today 4:42am
monster serenade
you cannot wall in the monsters
they've forged their own set of keys
and the doorways they use to travel
can never be blocked or physically seen
you cannot silence their howling
hands over ears will mute nothing
the noise comes from inside your mind
sit with them
learn all their secrets
understand how they came to be
each of them bears a message
and they'll shriek until it's been heard
listen to their voices
and in the echoing stillness that follows
embrace them with understanding
then lovingly let them go
...
they've forged their own set of keys
and the doorways they use to travel
can never be blocked or physically seen
you cannot silence their howling
hands over ears will mute nothing
the noise comes from inside your mind
sit with them
learn all their secrets
understand how they came to be
each of them bears a message
and they'll shriek until it's been heard
listen to their voices
and in the echoing stillness that follows
embrace them with understanding
then lovingly let them go
...
15 reads
3 Comments
gazellemon
Brad
Brad
Poem Published
15th Aug 2017 5:21pm
15th Aug 2017 5:21pm
Hurting
head above water
heart under pressure
heavy body
hurting
<3
heart under pressure
heavy body
hurting
<3
31 reads
1 Comment
kymkym65
Kym
Kym
Poem Published
11th Apr 2017 5:47pm
11th Apr 2017 5:47pm
Boogey Men Who Watched Me Sleep
Why does daddy insist on touching my skin at night
telling me his job is to teach me to satisfy men later in life
Bath time is worse, as I have to put my leg up on the tub
as my father strokes himself and forces me to rub
The very essence of him, I only wish he would die
How could this happen to me, only GOD knows why
When night falls, I am unable to close my eyes in peace
not knowing if or when he would come to touch me
It gets worse when I stayed the night with what I thought was a close and trusted friend
Her uncle released from prison,...
telling me his job is to teach me to satisfy men later in life
Bath time is worse, as I have to put my leg up on the tub
as my father strokes himself and forces me to rub
The very essence of him, I only wish he would die
How could this happen to me, only GOD knows why
When night falls, I am unable to close my eyes in peace
not knowing if or when he would come to touch me
It gets worse when I stayed the night with what I thought was a close and trusted friend
Her uncle released from prison,...
119 reads
6 Comments
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