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.
_boybrains
Poem Published
4th Aug 2017 12:04pm
4th Aug 2017 12:04pm
Death Of Romance.
Death upon my
fingertips tracing a
cheek that blushes,
seeing crimson blood
hopelessly rushing this
is not a romantic poem,
oh I know & seen how
much you've dreamed
and desired them though,
I feel the feelings flittering
and scattering on every
delicate limb and bone,
I am the blood red rose
cut down at the stem &
never made the growth.
fingertips tracing a
cheek that blushes,
seeing crimson blood
hopelessly rushing this
is not a romantic poem,
oh I know & seen how
much you've dreamed
and desired them though,
I feel the feelings flittering
and scattering on every
delicate limb and bone,
I am the blood red rose
cut down at the stem &
never made the growth.
253 reads
4 Comments
Brando
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:10pm
Yesterday 3:10pm
Heavier still the Organelles (part 1)
#abuse
#war
#rebellion
20 reads
6 Comments
Kexby
Poem Published
19th Jun 2018 10:52am
19th Jun 2018 10:52am
The Twig
Green leaves writhing,
above the coals;
green leaves cast off
in flashing sparks,
twisting, crying, squirming
defiant fights on,
spitting wounds,twisting
twisting, crying .
Sizzling coals ,glowing,
glowing embers black
black until sap has dried,
flames to rise once more
spring from the heat .
Twisting squirming crying.
Beneath the tree from
whence the twig was taken
I sit, think and feel warmth,
The twig feeling heat...
above the coals;
green leaves cast off
in flashing sparks,
twisting, crying, squirming
defiant fights on,
spitting wounds,twisting
twisting, crying .
Sizzling coals ,glowing,
glowing embers black
black until sap has dried,
flames to rise once more
spring from the heat .
Twisting squirming crying.
Beneath the tree from
whence the twig was taken
I sit, think and feel warmth,
The twig feeling heat...
#sadness
#grief
146 reads
4 Comments
NuBorn
Poem Published
4th Oct 2019 9:22am
4th Oct 2019 9:22am
Purgatory
I feel held up
In this purgatory
Trapped
Waiting for better days
But what if there are none...
What if heaven is an illusion
or God is a man-made idea
kept to oppress our mind;
hell is an illusion
And the Devil is a man-made idea
kept to keep the world at peace
Either way, I wait
believing in an illusion
If is
could be
or doesn't exist at all-
Taint me not with blasphemy
In this purgatory
Trapped
Waiting for better days
But what if there are none...
What if heaven is an illusion
or God is a man-made idea
kept to oppress our mind;
hell is an illusion
And the Devil is a man-made idea
kept to keep the world at peace
Either way, I wait
believing in an illusion
If is
could be
or doesn't exist at all-
Taint me not with blasphemy
#depression
#death
#religion #MentalHealth
#religion #MentalHealth
94 reads
4 Comments
Evocation
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2019 8:11pm
2nd Nov 2019 8:11pm
The Loner
Cold cobbled streets
strewn with cigarettes
and warm spit.
Vacant minds
near closing time,
sipping coffee
in twilight.
The sweet smell
of warm pastry
makes me hunger,
for a woman.
The days retreat
into cloudy memories,
like virgin land,
untouched forever.
strewn with cigarettes
and warm spit.
Vacant minds
near closing time,
sipping coffee
in twilight.
The sweet smell
of warm pastry
makes me hunger,
for a woman.
The days retreat
into cloudy memories,
like virgin land,
untouched forever.
#loneliness
#memories
#nostalgia
106 reads
9 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
28th Oct 2019 12:42pm
28th Oct 2019 12:42pm
From Case Files Dark as Night
To start off with, po’et Paul Ruddy,
Who wrote all his dark po’ems bloody:
Took a penknife in hand
And went straight for the gland—
A curious writer to study.
The next in my files, name of Bobby,
He murdered his prose as a hobby:
Slit each plot in the neck,
Ev’ry one hit the deck,
Never knew where he hid the body.
I’ll skip to the writer Saul Biddy,
Was born and had died in the city:
Homicide he would write,
Lots of killing in spite
Was...
Who wrote all his dark po’ems bloody:
Took a penknife in hand
And went straight for the gland—
A curious writer to study.
The next in my files, name of Bobby,
He murdered his prose as a hobby:
Slit each plot in the neck,
Ev’ry one hit the deck,
Never knew where he hid the body.
I’ll skip to the writer Saul Biddy,
Was born and had died in the city:
Homicide he would write,
Lots of killing in spite
Was...
#dark
#murder
#limerick #LifeAsAWriter
#limerick #LifeAsAWriter
86 reads
10 Comments
Rachel_Lauren
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 6:40am
15th Nov 2019 6:40am
Florida Home
It is true that even the beach gets
dark at night
and loud, endless death crash
crash,
crash,
eventually it’s monotone
after that, white noise
home, it’s really home
lost souls wander
I used to think like roaches
often drunk
sand in shoes
tombstones nearby
and so many words
no commas for breaths
but alcohol mouths
to rattle and
rattle,
rattle,
“baby,
where you goin’?”
a college degree
wives
and children lost
yesterday in...
dark at night
and loud, endless death crash
crash,
crash,
eventually it’s monotone
after that, white noise
home, it’s really home
lost souls wander
I used to think like roaches
often drunk
sand in shoes
tombstones nearby
and so many words
no commas for breaths
but alcohol mouths
to rattle and
rattle,
rattle,
“baby,
where you goin’?”
a college degree
wives
and children lost
yesterday in...
#loneliness
#death
#beach
#alcohol
#homelessness
66 reads
9 Comments
Whipped
Diz
Diz
Poem Published
16th Nov 2019 6:10pm
16th Nov 2019 6:10pm
I just heard
I'm sorry for your loss
Be prepared
It doesn't get any easier from here
Cherish the times that you have
Or remember the times you had
You'll see their face a million places
Look again and see no traces
Hearing their voices carry on the wind
Don't be scared it takes time
Every second you've ever had plays like a movie in your head
Every warning every wish
Maybe a goodbye kiss
Before the light extinguishs
Life seams like forever
Every hour everyday.....
Then one day god gives up
And just turns the...
Be prepared
It doesn't get any easier from here
Cherish the times that you have
Or remember the times you had
You'll see their face a million places
Look again and see no traces
Hearing their voices carry on the wind
Don't be scared it takes time
Every second you've ever had plays like a movie in your head
Every warning every wish
Maybe a goodbye kiss
Before the light extinguishs
Life seams like forever
Every hour everyday.....
Then one day god gives up
And just turns the...
#ghosts
33 reads
1 Comment
Wordsmith
Poem Published
Today 9:27am
Today 9:27am
HURT AND PAIN
These days I guess I don't deserve to live
I felt disheartening
Hard to live; happily
Hurt and pain is all I could feel
Work ain't going fine
Life?; "not treating right"
Everyone telling me how bad I be
Trashing me
Battering
When parent blasphemy
Like I don't deserve to be
In this fa-mily
Friends don't wanna hang with me
On their Nike clique
Coz my dressing style is seeing
As lowlify thing
Girlfriend telling me
What a non-caring freak I be
For I'm just heartlessly being
Like a robot machine ...
I felt disheartening
Hard to live; happily
Hurt and pain is all I could feel
Work ain't going fine
Life?; "not treating right"
Everyone telling me how bad I be
Trashing me
Battering
When parent blasphemy
Like I don't deserve to be
In this fa-mily
Friends don't wanna hang with me
On their Nike clique
Coz my dressing style is seeing
As lowlify thing
Girlfriend telling me
What a non-caring freak I be
For I'm just heartlessly being
Like a robot machine ...
#sadness
#hate
#loneliness
#rejection
#frustration
2 reads
0 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
28th Mar 2019 9:23pm
28th Mar 2019 9:23pm
Suicidica
#death
#SelfHarm
#suicide #confessional
#suicide #confessional
203 reads
33 Comments
JAZZMANOR
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2012 1:44pm
3rd Feb 2012 1:44pm
Pinball Wayside
The balls are spinning by but yet few hit the mark
Is it by intention that they hit a spark
Go not all postal but rather slam into the source
Nothing can deter this force
Standing alone or so it seems
Nothing can dilute this steam
Even haunting in dreams
Morbid wound as if by an assassin's team
And what part in the madness of life
A child born dead
Spouse that has no wife
Doctor too late to save child
Is it by intention that they hit a spark
Go not all postal but rather slam into the source
Nothing can deter this force
Standing alone or so it seems
Nothing can dilute this steam
Even haunting in dreams
Morbid wound as if by an assassin's team
And what part in the madness of life
A child born dead
Spouse that has no wife
Doctor too late to save child
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0 Comments
Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
9th Oct 2019 11:44pm
9th Oct 2019 11:44pm
These Walls
I came to learn an instrument,
Started with torment,
My anxieties got the better of me,
And I put walls up all around me.
You finally got me to not be so shy,
How the time did fly...
I got to know you a bit,
Great teacher, helped me come out of my shell a bit.
New teacher comes along,
Out of my entire binder, knows only one song!
Knows not what the fuck he is doing,
Makes me start, and knows no notes to any but one song,
Can't correct me when I'm wrong.
I wish I could wring his scrawny little neck!
But to...
Started with torment,
My anxieties got the better of me,
And I put walls up all around me.
You finally got me to not be so shy,
How the time did fly...
I got to know you a bit,
Great teacher, helped me come out of my shell a bit.
New teacher comes along,
Out of my entire binder, knows only one song!
Knows not what the fuck he is doing,
Makes me start, and knows no notes to any but one song,
Can't correct me when I'm wrong.
I wish I could wring his scrawny little neck!
But to...
#sadness
#anger
#anxiety
#murder
#music
52 reads
1 Comment
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