Dark Poems by Members Last Online
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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
Poems published by members most recently online.
Rana Niejta daughter of the sun
Our silhouette
deformed
and bended
healing
death mimicry
a strategy to survive
used by animals
and people
tsunami wind
has risen the omniscient
force of thought
forest voice
stillness
drawn in antlers
Neolithic hunter
elk and deer
fish and seal
all swept
into history
under the coat
of a selkie
tundra tell me
place of origins
coexistence
in evolution
words ...
deformed
and bended
healing
death mimicry
a strategy to survive
used by animals
and people
tsunami wind
has risen the omniscient
force of thought
forest voice
stillness
drawn in antlers
Neolithic hunter
elk and deer
fish and seal
all swept
into history
under the coat
of a selkie
tundra tell me
place of origins
coexistence
in evolution
words ...
#mythology
#magic
#tradition
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4 Comments
Mariana
Mariana's insatiable depths
Need to be fed
She hungers for the wailing
Of tortured flesh
Heart of gold
Roaring whispers
Of the men
She's swallowed
Her glittering dance
Lures them deep
I pray to her
Their bones to keep
Need to be fed
She hungers for the wailing
Of tortured flesh
Heart of gold
Roaring whispers
Of the men
She's swallowed
Her glittering dance
Lures them deep
I pray to her
Their bones to keep
#sea
#water
#nature
62 reads
7 Comments
Drew
I didn’t even write you a note
because I couldn’t find the words to say
you were going to lose
another friend today
instead I drew you a picture
-what it was like
-A little fixture-fiction
of your “Friend”
Drawn away by crimson tide
because I couldn’t find the words to say
you were going to lose
another friend today
instead I drew you a picture
-what it was like
-A little fixture-fiction
of your “Friend”
Drawn away by crimson tide
#regret
#grief
#shame
#despair
#emptiness
25 reads
2 Comments
Halloween horrors

#dreams
#nightmares
94 reads
2 Comments
"When Your Bell Tolls" … A Poem written by Big Virge 14/9/2013

#anxiety
#dark
#shame
#humankind
#denial
71 reads
0 Comments
My Survival
I fight to survive certain
people in my family because
they cause my anger
to explode and sometimes
you want to kill them
but consequences are to high
for me so you write
poetry to get rid of
this anger inside your
soul which is causing
you pain and yes I know
they are family but
sometimes family
get on your nerves
So live life to the
fullest and the
Hell with the rest
people in my family because
they cause my anger
to explode and sometimes
you want to kill them
but consequences are to high
for me so you write
poetry to get rid of
this anger inside your
soul which is causing
you pain and yes I know
they are family but
sometimes family
get on your nerves
So live life to the
fullest and the
Hell with the rest
#anger
#anxiety
#men
#family
#evil
119 reads
7 Comments
The house that should not be (competition entry)
When stars align and night is still,
And gibbous moon bears eerie chill,
Perched upon, dark dreary hill,
Resides the house that should not be.
Who knows what horrors lurk inside
Where fear and loathing coincide,
And death itself has faltered, died,
How did this abomination come to be?
‘Tis a horrid mystery...
Warped doors and window panes,
Wrapped in howls of fear and pain,
Driving those nearby insane,
It is a malformed monstrosity.
This aberration you will find,
Mercifully, one of a kind,
An...
And gibbous moon bears eerie chill,
Perched upon, dark dreary hill,
Resides the house that should not be.
Who knows what horrors lurk inside
Where fear and loathing coincide,
And death itself has faltered, died,
How did this abomination come to be?
‘Tis a horrid mystery...
Warped doors and window panes,
Wrapped in howls of fear and pain,
Driving those nearby insane,
It is a malformed monstrosity.
This aberration you will find,
Mercifully, one of a kind,
An...
#dark
#home
#shadows
43 reads
2 Comments
Much Too Heavy
Unaware of her beauty
bereft of all hope
self-enslaved by duty
hands bloodied by rope
Despondent goddess
face muddy, hair disheveled
in stained wedding dress
by obsession bedeviled
Cross breathtaking landscapes
she tugs at her grief
casket of pain
on steep terrain scrapes
weight inhumane
all happiness thief
Finally choosing
to not be slain by the dead
instead to start livng
the way clear in her head
As with Spring's advent
thaws the ice and snow
so...
bereft of all hope
self-enslaved by duty
hands bloodied by rope
Despondent goddess
face muddy, hair disheveled
in stained wedding dress
by obsession bedeviled
Cross breathtaking landscapes
she tugs at her grief
casket of pain
on steep terrain scrapes
weight inhumane
all happiness thief
Finally choosing
to not be slain by the dead
instead to start livng
the way clear in her head
As with Spring's advent
thaws the ice and snow
so...
#sadness
#grief
#hope
#death
#freedom
122 reads
4 Comments
Annektar
In a forging place of stone
black and blue like Celebrimbor's eyes
I smell mysterious cologne
and steel clattering; soul-wise.
Aule, mindblown, observes
a new alchemic process;
Mairon's blood swirls
through a crystal in the chest to fluoresce.
Annektar's spirit being forged
with Christic energy never before seen;
shall it go boring, as a lore?
No it shapeshifts; activate the lien.
Immunity, but also Free Will.
Has another one bettered His Creator?
As even Aule lost it, ill,
he thought...
black and blue like Celebrimbor's eyes
I smell mysterious cologne
and steel clattering; soul-wise.
Aule, mindblown, observes
a new alchemic process;
Mairon's blood swirls
through a crystal in the chest to fluoresce.
Annektar's spirit being forged
with Christic energy never before seen;
shall it go boring, as a lore?
No it shapeshifts; activate the lien.
Immunity, but also Free Will.
Has another one bettered His Creator?
As even Aule lost it, ill,
he thought...
#dreams
#night
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#mystery
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Excoriation Dissorder
Unconsciously picking at imperfections in skin
Having thousands upon thousands of tiny scars
A body of constellations of marks; of history
The hidden depth of the urge to pick
It starts off slow... As most things tend to do
Scratching off scabs from those minor wounds
Peeling off those skin bits around the nails
Tugging the chapped skin off the bottom lip
Popping and tearing open ache on the face
Over aggressively riping out ingrown hair
Not being able to look in a mirror too long
Not being able to keep nails longer than a few...
Having thousands upon thousands of tiny scars
A body of constellations of marks; of history
The hidden depth of the urge to pick
It starts off slow... As most things tend to do
Scratching off scabs from those minor wounds
Peeling off those skin bits around the nails
Tugging the chapped skin off the bottom lip
Popping and tearing open ache on the face
Over aggressively riping out ingrown hair
Not being able to look in a mirror too long
Not being able to keep nails longer than a few...
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#OCD
#MentalHealth
#obsession
48 reads
3 Comments
Unraveled
Maternal Void you wish so desperately to be full
Whose Emptiness resounds in the pit of your Soul
Thirsty for the passion of a dark soul'd woman
Tempted by that sweet unavailable bosom
Lust with destruction brings incomparable Highs
Not realizing your desire is Sickness in disguise
Won't ever be worthy of a true solid Queen
Too polished to be wasted on a twisted Boy King
Freudian Child brimming with sex
Unraveled demons beneath a seasoned caress
Tragic demise when Morality slips
Developed craving for secrets and Back Page...
Whose Emptiness resounds in the pit of your Soul
Thirsty for the passion of a dark soul'd woman
Tempted by that sweet unavailable bosom
Lust with destruction brings incomparable Highs
Not realizing your desire is Sickness in disguise
Won't ever be worthy of a true solid Queen
Too polished to be wasted on a twisted Boy King
Freudian Child brimming with sex
Unraveled demons beneath a seasoned caress
Tragic demise when Morality slips
Developed craving for secrets and Back Page...
#sex
#addiction
#dirty
148 reads
8 Comments
"It" – St John's Eve, 2001 (Shametown)
shame town
#identity
#confessional
#myself
22 reads
5 Comments
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