Dark Poems by Members Last Online
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
Poems published by members most recently online.
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2019 5:36am
3rd Aug 2019 5:36am
12 miles of bad road
Craptitioner now regale a story meant to confuse
Performing ingenious art of subterfuge by ruse
As everyone feint claims to be king in past lives
Placebo an inner jig the more deluded you jive,
Shortchange rascal rich in the false canting language,
Breathairian tricks that need no food nor water
Just protracted times on universe sham fodder
Long as blinded people keep buying snaked oil
Sleight personages will sell it, rather than recoil,
Mental dice mechanics and soul hustlers vanquished,
Obliqueopoly held by...
Performing ingenious art of subterfuge by ruse
As everyone feint claims to be king in past lives
Placebo an inner jig the more deluded you jive,
Shortchange rascal rich in the false canting language,
Breathairian tricks that need no food nor water
Just protracted times on universe sham fodder
Long as blinded people keep buying snaked oil
Sleight personages will sell it, rather than recoil,
Mental dice mechanics and soul hustlers vanquished,
Obliqueopoly held by...
#philosophical
#dystopian
41 reads
2 Comments
lepperochan
Craic-Dealer
Craic-Dealer
Poem Published
25th Jun 2015 00:11am
25th Jun 2015 00:11am
another attempt at a Triolet
and there is nothing set in stone
like trauma chiseled on a face
lacquered with blood and crushed bone
and there is nothing set in stone
like trespass of a special place
and there is nothing set in stone
like trauma chiseled on a face
..
like trauma chiseled on a face
lacquered with blood and crushed bone
and there is nothing set in stone
like trespass of a special place
and there is nothing set in stone
like trauma chiseled on a face
..
742 reads
27 Comments
PlaydateWithFire
Poem Published
7th Aug 2019 8:56pm
7th Aug 2019 8:56pm
Betrothed in Blackness
#love
#dark
#erotic
145 reads
3 Comments
Fetchitnow
Poem Published
18th May 2017 11:56pm
18th May 2017 11:56pm
Red Rum
Things were always bright n rosy
We could both be left all alone
Until, one day, she started to get a little nosy
I had to be free and allowed to roam
We would still be as one, when we got cosy
But when I told her, she looked as stiff as a gnome
There is no pain in death
just some pain while dying.
I hope my papa wasn't lying,
when I gasp my last breathe.
So go ahead, come, blow my mind
make my face glow, but, please be kind.
She was so fuckin’, god damn forgiving,
at least she was, in the beginning.
I...
We could both be left all alone
Until, one day, she started to get a little nosy
I had to be free and allowed to roam
We would still be as one, when we got cosy
But when I told her, she looked as stiff as a gnome
There is no pain in death
just some pain while dying.
I hope my papa wasn't lying,
when I gasp my last breathe.
So go ahead, come, blow my mind
make my face glow, but, please be kind.
She was so fuckin’, god damn forgiving,
at least she was, in the beginning.
I...
341 reads
2 Comments
Vamps
Poem Published
18th Aug 2019 11:57am
18th Aug 2019 11:57am
Cry Awake
Waiting
For the
Time
To come
Transport
With a
Loaded
Gun
Fire me
Away
To sea
Let me be
Oh
Let me be
City streets
The fear
Awake
Passing
Through
A chance
To take
Don't let
them know
Or let ...
For the
Time
To come
Transport
With a
Loaded
Gun
Fire me
Away
To sea
Let me be
Oh
Let me be
City streets
The fear
Awake
Passing
Through
A chance
To take
Don't let
them know
Or let ...
#oppression
#death
#despair #suffering
#despair #suffering
63 reads
13 Comments
hemihead
hemi
hemi
Poem Published
16th Jan 2013 8:32pm
16th Jan 2013 8:32pm
come the drums
shoulda known the day was gonna burn everything down
from the way the sun leapt out of the ocean
like a boxer who’d slipped over in the spit and the blood
and was comin’ back on his feet
evil angry
shoulda known by the way the truck wanted to be thrashed
wanted to be hurled and hung on the edge of grip
twisting grinding toward work
shoulda known the world was a fuck-hole
by the way my goddamn loveless face
kept leaking onto my shirt
more tears for none-of-your-fucking-business ...
from the way the sun leapt out of the ocean
like a boxer who’d slipped over in the spit and the blood
and was comin’ back on his feet
evil angry
shoulda known by the way the truck wanted to be thrashed
wanted to be hurled and hung on the edge of grip
twisting grinding toward work
shoulda known the world was a fuck-hole
by the way my goddamn loveless face
kept leaking onto my shirt
more tears for none-of-your-fucking-business ...
706 reads
18 Comments
FallenAngle
Poem Published
20th Aug 2019 10:09pm
20th Aug 2019 10:09pm
Toxic obsession
They tell me to let you go
don't give you the space in my mind
but its never as easy as that
you see you are the scar inside my brain
so you'll always throb in the back of my mind
you're the protagonist in my story
the demons in my past,
you're my present and my future I hate to admit
but I am living proof than no one can ever be free
of the monsters who gave life to you.
They tell me to stop and walk away
but only we know that its too late for that
You're the root of the evil in my soul
the reason for the hate festering in my...
don't give you the space in my mind
but its never as easy as that
you see you are the scar inside my brain
so you'll always throb in the back of my mind
you're the protagonist in my story
the demons in my past,
you're my present and my future I hate to admit
but I am living proof than no one can ever be free
of the monsters who gave life to you.
They tell me to stop and walk away
but only we know that its too late for that
You're the root of the evil in my soul
the reason for the hate festering in my...
#anger
#mother
#childhood
#revenge
#daughter
25 reads
0 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2019 1:11am
2nd Mar 2019 1:11am
Ready and gone.
My branch is bowing, the nest is weak,
poor egg gone cold, a late June fertilisation,
under the arches of naturally woven wood
sits a small, mange-suffering fox -
who is ready to jump.
My branch is bowing, the night owl does speak,
the wind blows through the rushes, a passing sensation
across the backs of squirrels, across little egret's hood,
the egg is blown from nest - down, down for the fox
who is ready to jump.
poor egg gone cold, a late June fertilisation,
under the arches of naturally woven wood
sits a small, mange-suffering fox -
who is ready to jump.
My branch is bowing, the night owl does speak,
the wind blows through the rushes, a passing sensation
across the backs of squirrels, across little egret's hood,
the egg is blown from nest - down, down for the fox
who is ready to jump.
#strength
#night
#nature
118 reads
4 Comments
RoseJasmine
Poem Published
15th Feb 2018 7:22am
15th Feb 2018 7:22am
The Deep Throat
Ah, those tidal waves
Surging, crumbling, rumbling
Along with thunder’s thumbing
Wind’s whining and rain’s roaring
Vibration came from his throw-up
The coughing deep throat
With malignant tumors
Vomiting millions of bombers
Such dampened cold and dark
Such violent shivers and quavers
His shapeless gigantic hand
Grasping and throwing
Wielding and smashing
At the decrepit buildings
Falling, falling, falling…. ...
Surging, crumbling, rumbling
Along with thunder’s thumbing
Wind’s whining and rain’s roaring
Vibration came from his throw-up
The coughing deep throat
With malignant tumors
Vomiting millions of bombers
Such dampened cold and dark
Such violent shivers and quavers
His shapeless gigantic hand
Grasping and throwing
Wielding and smashing
At the decrepit buildings
Falling, falling, falling…. ...
#depression
#dark
447 reads
30 Comments
midevil
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2019 00:54am
2nd Aug 2019 00:54am
Dragon Reflection
Time is marked by changing shifts by meals and fists of pills.
I join the chorus of screaming neighbors’ tis how the air is filled.
I know I’m missed but not in love buy those who should be there.
Been handled by these lustful handlers caretakers with out care.
A soft and safe padded life I’m asked how do I feel.
I hug my self within my vest and keep my thoughts concealed.
Go away I whispered back to trespassers in my head.
Realities daily doses waning part I pray a soul who’s dead.
A burnt out bulb hangs mockingly beyond the century door.
I call...
I join the chorus of screaming neighbors’ tis how the air is filled.
I know I’m missed but not in love buy those who should be there.
Been handled by these lustful handlers caretakers with out care.
A soft and safe padded life I’m asked how do I feel.
I hug my self within my vest and keep my thoughts concealed.
Go away I whispered back to trespassers in my head.
Realities daily doses waning part I pray a soul who’s dead.
A burnt out bulb hangs mockingly beyond the century door.
I call...
#rejection
#dark
#frustration
22 reads
0 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
12th Aug 2019 3:57pm
12th Aug 2019 3:57pm
Mole 6.
( a visual )
#dark
#city
#nightmares #minimalist
#nightmares #minimalist
83 reads
15 Comments
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
20th Jul 2019 2:18am
20th Jul 2019 2:18am
11 Ounces
You danced with the witch
Now she wants her pound
Your flesh she'll have
To her price now bound
In the dark she came
There she offered light
Through her teeth spill lies
When she takes your plight
In her cup of wine
She drops you truth
Now you see her plot
And you have no proof
As she rips her fee
From inside your chest
As she steals your heart
And your final breath
Now she wants her pound
Your flesh she'll have
To her price now bound
In the dark she came
There she offered light
Through her teeth spill lies
When she takes your plight
In her cup of wine
She drops you truth
Now you see her plot
And you have no proof
As she rips her fee
From inside your chest
As she steals your heart
And your final breath
#dark
#evil
#magic #curse
#magic #curse
113 reads
16 Comments
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