Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror written by the DU Poetry top critiquers
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Today 4:33am
Today 4:33am
the voices
the dark utters
in hushed tones
speaks to you quietly
so no one else knows
while you tremble
alone with its razor tongue
slashing & cutting
until you bleed internally
the voices are relentless
when they smell blood
so you try & cauterize the wound
shake it off
but it's no good
then the demons really become bold
as they go for the throat...
in hushed tones
speaks to you quietly
so no one else knows
while you tremble
alone with its razor tongue
slashing & cutting
until you bleed internally
the voices are relentless
when they smell blood
so you try & cauterize the wound
shake it off
but it's no good
then the demons really become bold
as they go for the throat...
26 reads
4 Comments
Amorous_tryst
Poem Published
20th Oct 2017 6:23am
20th Oct 2017 6:23am
For Whom The Bell Tolls
stomp stomp stomp
noises on my porch
stomp stomp stomp
within my hand a torch
"heh heh heh giggle giggle"
"Get the gun ready"
"Got it right here"
"Bitch better have some cash"
ding dong
ding dong
rap! rap! rap!
click, crrreeeeekkk!!
"Trick or Treat"
"My, you are some tall ones"
voice behind the vail
welcome to my lair ...
noises on my porch
stomp stomp stomp
within my hand a torch
"heh heh heh giggle giggle"
"Get the gun ready"
"Got it right here"
"Bitch better have some cash"
ding dong
ding dong
rap! rap! rap!
click, crrreeeeekkk!!
"Trick or Treat"
"My, you are some tall ones"
voice behind the vail
welcome to my lair ...
41 reads
16 Comments
crowfly
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:36pm
Yesterday 7:36pm
Swag Man
He rests atop a hill overlooking First and Main
The cardboard tents and barrel fires
Drifters on the meaner currents through downtown L.A.
The frat boys cruise on by, tell them to get a fucking job
Before Satan takes their wheel all the way to Hell
The swag man shuffles down, finds his Lady Fair
Knowing that street royalty may eventually thrive
The swag lord and Lady Fair find the lake in Echo Park
Toss bread crumbs to bright swans
Dance a final slow one, waving at the stars.
Suggested by the Banjo Paterson song "Waltzing Matilda."
The cardboard tents and barrel fires
Drifters on the meaner currents through downtown L.A.
The frat boys cruise on by, tell them to get a fucking job
Before Satan takes their wheel all the way to Hell
The swag man shuffles down, finds his Lady Fair
Knowing that street royalty may eventually thrive
The swag lord and Lady Fair find the lake in Echo Park
Toss bread crumbs to bright swans
Dance a final slow one, waving at the stars.
Suggested by the Banjo Paterson song "Waltzing Matilda."
14 reads
2 Comments
anonymouslyhere
Poem Published
20th Oct 2017 11:24am
20th Oct 2017 11:24am
For Everyone A Death and A Death for Everyone
Reality is a gasp
A last gasp
On the cusp
Of every fate
That awaits
That somber
Brooding darkness
We all walk
Closer, closer
And soon
It'll be me
I'll breathe
Eternity
Like a newborn
Taking a first breath
And now one closer
To forthcoming death.
A last gasp
On the cusp
Of every fate
That awaits
That somber
Brooding darkness
We all walk
Closer, closer
And soon
It'll be me
I'll breathe
Eternity
Like a newborn
Taking a first breath
And now one closer
To forthcoming death.
23 reads
2 Comments
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
20th Oct 2017 3:23pm
20th Oct 2017 3:23pm
The Day I Die
The day I die will be the day
Everyone notices the sky is bluer
Their kites will fly higher
As I raise them into the atmosphere
The day I die will be the day
Every instrument is played
Everybody will know how to dance
Their songs will serenade me
The day I die will be the day
Nobody is forgotten
The hurting will find a healer
No person will go untreated
The day I die will be the day
Everyone is at ease
Finally they can breathe
The world will be as it should be
On that glorious day
Everyone notices the sky is bluer
Their kites will fly higher
As I raise them into the atmosphere
The day I die will be the day
Every instrument is played
Everybody will know how to dance
Their songs will serenade me
The day I die will be the day
Nobody is forgotten
The hurting will find a healer
No person will go untreated
The day I die will be the day
Everyone is at ease
Finally they can breathe
The world will be as it should be
On that glorious day
30 reads
8 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
20th Oct 2017 7:05pm
20th Oct 2017 7:05pm
Vampires Lament
Spectacle scars and wrecked imagination
Mind given over to a dark infatuation
With no escape you embrace your isolation
Appetite to suffice the crave of your arts insatiation
Indulge yourself the gratification of your demon
Plant a seed in mind more intimate but your body will reject the semon
Bearing the devils spawn, you place a limitation on
The idea that monsters fall subject to the will of what you refuse
You celebrate the darkness but you don't really know your muse
Speak beauty in the ugly but only for what we do with the aftermath of...
Mind given over to a dark infatuation
With no escape you embrace your isolation
Appetite to suffice the crave of your arts insatiation
Indulge yourself the gratification of your demon
Plant a seed in mind more intimate but your body will reject the semon
Bearing the devils spawn, you place a limitation on
The idea that monsters fall subject to the will of what you refuse
You celebrate the darkness but you don't really know your muse
Speak beauty in the ugly but only for what we do with the aftermath of...
17 reads
1 Comment
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
18th Oct 2017 10:34pm
18th Oct 2017 10:34pm
Moon Of Steel
It is a heart,
This holocaust I walk in,
O golden child the world will kill and eat. ‘
- Sylvia Plath
(1)
Oh, caustic dream,
Coiled neatly as a spring,
How you wait.
You release your deities
Marrow to holiness ---
A sacrificial precipitate.
The gentle creature
Stirs in a basin of
Hollowed out containment
Awaiting the lactation of
A thousand milky stars,
And I saw it,
Numbingly fortunate on
A crisp, linen sheet
Stained by heresy.
In droplets I recalled it, ...
This holocaust I walk in,
O golden child the world will kill and eat. ‘
- Sylvia Plath
(1)
Oh, caustic dream,
Coiled neatly as a spring,
How you wait.
You release your deities
Marrow to holiness ---
A sacrificial precipitate.
The gentle creature
Stirs in a basin of
Hollowed out containment
Awaiting the lactation of
A thousand milky stars,
And I saw it,
Numbingly fortunate on
A crisp, linen sheet
Stained by heresy.
In droplets I recalled it, ...
33 reads
4 Comments
Silent_One
Poem Published
16th Oct 2017 2:25am
16th Oct 2017 2:25am
Sisters of a Down
We saw behind his mask
In mirrors of glass that never last
We pulled his hair
In taunting despair
We the feminists so untamed
In glamour's make up we two also insane
We sinned the sinner, mouth silent now
In shadows we laughed at conspiracies how
We made the world a safer place
In divine intervention, we now say grace
chop suey
In mirrors of glass that never last
We pulled his hair
In taunting despair
We the feminists so untamed
In glamour's make up we two also insane
We sinned the sinner, mouth silent now
In shadows we laughed at conspiracies how
We made the world a safer place
In divine intervention, we now say grace
chop suey
25 reads
1 Comment
Kavik1
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2017 11:04pm
22nd Sep 2017 11:04pm
Silently Screaming
Silently screaming while visibly bleeding.
Still no one can hear me.
As I am crying slowly I'm dying.
Cause of me silently screaming.
Still no one can hear me.
As I am crying slowly I'm dying.
Cause of me silently screaming.
61 reads
2 Comments
Duke_Raoul
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2017 11:45pm
3rd Oct 2017 11:45pm
VAMPIRISH
Veins collapsing, memory lapsing..........Void
Arterial- surrender- stage ..................Anguish
Mesmerized by batted eyes....................Molten mind
Paling, flailing, wailing.............................Pulsed & convulsed
Internally flushed....................................Ice-water gushed
Ravaged by your.......................................Red heat eminating
INCISORS..................................................Irritating overbite
Sucking.....................................................Seeping blood/...
Arterial- surrender- stage ..................Anguish
Mesmerized by batted eyes....................Molten mind
Paling, flailing, wailing.............................Pulsed & convulsed
Internally flushed....................................Ice-water gushed
Ravaged by your.......................................Red heat eminating
INCISORS..................................................Irritating overbite
Sucking.....................................................Seeping blood/...
138 reads
0 Comments
Tiablue24
Poem Published
11th Oct 2017 9:58pm
11th Oct 2017 9:58pm
i need help
i seriously need help i do i get up and fix breakfast for a man that if the food looks weird to him he takes me to the basement and beats me into a bloody pulp and then tells me that next time it better be steam coming off the food so it looks hot. I get up and go to the shower to feel good an clean and get back in the room to have my ass fucked hard and rough and then when it starts to bleed i get knocked out because he hates seeing blood or smelling it. Could you imagine me wanting to go the hospital because im bleeing so much that i fill up the toliet and im lightheaded and weak and i get...
37 reads
2 Comments
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