Green_Arrow
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 11:30am
11th Apr 2025 11:30am
Talk About A Bad Dream
Debi Sue was still sleeping.
But she woke up via creaking door.
An insane naked man entered.
He laughed while tearing her clothes off.
She screamed and woke up all alone.
But she woke up via creaking door.
An insane naked man entered.
He laughed while tearing her clothes off.
She screamed and woke up all alone.
#dark
#fiction
#nightmares
#scary
#sex
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 3:10am
10th Apr 2025 3:10am
venom
to speaketh ill, the lady fought with her words
to cover them with flowery intent
words of no nutrition but to spit venom
the poison wrought made everything rotten
and she had naught to eat
but the death of her value
conceit concerning nothing
she rambles in the dark
amazing no one
her end quite frightful
she was utterly consumed in the flames
of her failure
to cover them with flowery intent
words of no nutrition but to spit venom
the poison wrought made everything rotten
and she had naught to eat
but the death of her value
conceit concerning nothing
she rambles in the dark
amazing no one
her end quite frightful
she was utterly consumed in the flames
of her failure
#dark
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 3:06am
10th Apr 2025 3:06am
Madness
Sweet sanity, be kind to me
There is an art to kindness
You know not
tis beautiful ensconced in dreams
Madness allows what you do not
sanctity and sanctuary
to covet the dark lay bare
a barren winter in your stare
warmth to be found in bedlam bane
lunacy, my lovely won't you come hither
Darling daring daunting fiends you understand me
with utterances nonsensical to most
my soul finds comforting
deranged and befitting a misfit
dressed in restraints
my thoughts press
my ideas formed, fly ...
There is an art to kindness
You know not
tis beautiful ensconced in dreams
Madness allows what you do not
sanctity and sanctuary
to covet the dark lay bare
a barren winter in your stare
warmth to be found in bedlam bane
lunacy, my lovely won't you come hither
Darling daring daunting fiends you understand me
with utterances nonsensical to most
my soul finds comforting
deranged and befitting a misfit
dressed in restraints
my thoughts press
my ideas formed, fly ...
#dark
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Northern1
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 2:47am
10th Apr 2025 2:47am
Flat Out
#dark
#deception
#emptiness
#identity
#power
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 00:24am
10th Apr 2025 00:24am
dour
my terror utters screams you cannot hear
only the damned take notice
with racous laughter
heckling my demise
show fear better not
Or the whole riotous lot will attack
heed my warning or blister
in the hated cold where everything is dour
Stand your ground and hold tight to your beliefs
cause the demons come to feast
gorging on your doubts
lying to you, shouting with closed mouths
but you hear them all the same
It is an evil game they play
Madness bane if you back down
They will become more brazen ...
only the damned take notice
with racous laughter
heckling my demise
show fear better not
Or the whole riotous lot will attack
heed my warning or blister
in the hated cold where everything is dour
Stand your ground and hold tight to your beliefs
cause the demons come to feast
gorging on your doubts
lying to you, shouting with closed mouths
but you hear them all the same
It is an evil game they play
Madness bane if you back down
They will become more brazen ...
#dark
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 9:43pm
9th Apr 2025 9:43pm
unhinged
gothic bedlam within my hollows
black on black into the depths of my sorrow
dark refrains haunt me to my marrow
tis err to tarry run away with us and forget your sadness
Merry is the way to hell
Make quick with your decisions
Don't wait on the field
sewing bitter fruit grieve
for all the funnery you could have
fuckery be damned
damsel of distress heed our beckoning
so I don my tattered dress sewn with despair
and stitched with my dismal attitude
frolicking on the manner are the usual demons ...
black on black into the depths of my sorrow
dark refrains haunt me to my marrow
tis err to tarry run away with us and forget your sadness
Merry is the way to hell
Make quick with your decisions
Don't wait on the field
sewing bitter fruit grieve
for all the funnery you could have
fuckery be damned
damsel of distress heed our beckoning
so I don my tattered dress sewn with despair
and stitched with my dismal attitude
frolicking on the manner are the usual demons ...
#dark
#gothic
#vampires
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 5:45pm
9th Apr 2025 5:45pm
collision course
counting my breaths with dread in my veins
Inhale deeply and exhale
with the knowledge I can't control myself
Decisions made alter my course
with a need so deep I reach
colliding with shame
reaching for the dark to cover me
a flickering star at midnight
embedded with pain I sin
my fear tells me I will never change
and paints terrible scenarios of how it will play out
my brokenness plain for all to see
so bare a feeling I cringe
unbearable knowing you're going to crash
and can do nothing to stop it ...
Inhale deeply and exhale
with the knowledge I can't control myself
Decisions made alter my course
with a need so deep I reach
colliding with shame
reaching for the dark to cover me
a flickering star at midnight
embedded with pain I sin
my fear tells me I will never change
and paints terrible scenarios of how it will play out
my brokenness plain for all to see
so bare a feeling I cringe
unbearable knowing you're going to crash
and can do nothing to stop it ...
#dark
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 10:57am
9th Apr 2025 10:57am
No Path
I was walking down a grassy path.
The sign told me,go on and you'll escape its wrath.
The sign led me to a path far away.
The people told me,follow it,and your woes will go away.
As I kept walking,flowers grew.
Birds flew and sun is anew.
Yet ,something felt odd about this path.
Was it the right choice?
And did I escape pain and all its wrath?
The flowers were colorful.
And the birds were wild,free.
The rabbits were happy.
But somehow,it wasn't for me.
As I was halfway through that path.
I felt the...
The sign told me,go on and you'll escape its wrath.
The sign led me to a path far away.
The people told me,follow it,and your woes will go away.
As I kept walking,flowers grew.
Birds flew and sun is anew.
Yet ,something felt odd about this path.
Was it the right choice?
And did I escape pain and all its wrath?
The flowers were colorful.
And the birds were wild,free.
The rabbits were happy.
But somehow,it wasn't for me.
As I was halfway through that path.
I felt the...
#dark
#despair
#hope
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 1:08am
9th Apr 2025 1:08am
Cemetery Slut
#dark
#erotic
#graveyard
#seductive
#sex
155 reads
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AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 10:06pm
8th Apr 2025 10:06pm
4 My Daughter
She thinks whispering,
Will keep the government from hearing.
She thinks her daddy,
Is just mad at me.
She thinks spying,
Is wrong and not complying,
With her future.
Knowing what the government will do to her.
I know she hears me.
I know she learns.
I get the feel of things.
It's a game that we take turns.
I know her daddy can't see,
The creeps that follow her.
I don't even think he cares,
If they take advantage of her.
I open my thighs,
To protect her. ...
Will keep the government from hearing.
She thinks her daddy,
Is just mad at me.
She thinks spying,
Is wrong and not complying,
With her future.
Knowing what the government will do to her.
I know she hears me.
I know she learns.
I get the feel of things.
It's a game that we take turns.
I know her daddy can't see,
The creeps that follow her.
I don't even think he cares,
If they take advantage of her.
I open my thighs,
To protect her. ...
#dark
#daughter
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 10:58am
8th Apr 2025 10:58am
Sacrifice Or Gift?
The difference between a sacrifice and a gift.
Is that one of them could end up fire lit.
A gift is something you give out of kindness.
Something you put a lot of thought onto.
And something that can come late.
But once you see the joy on their faces,you can both relate.
A gift is handled and made with care.
And it has a red ribbon,very fair.
A sacrifice is like cutting your own hair.
And they say hair holds memories.
It's like cutting off a memory you held onto.
And doing something you might later regret.
...
Is that one of them could end up fire lit.
A gift is something you give out of kindness.
Something you put a lot of thought onto.
And something that can come late.
But once you see the joy on their faces,you can both relate.
A gift is handled and made with care.
And it has a red ribbon,very fair.
A sacrifice is like cutting your own hair.
And they say hair holds memories.
It's like cutting off a memory you held onto.
And doing something you might later regret.
...
#dark
#hope
#uplifting
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Deadsorrow78
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 2:50am
8th Apr 2025 2:50am
Forty Eight White Roses
Her blonde hair was tucked behind her ears. With her sparkly eyes and that ravenous smile upon her ravishing face.
The exhilarating feeling that over comes us when we are together. It brings out the Demons that lurk inside us.
As I sit on my knees between her legs, I start with the scars on top of her feet and softly kissing her sweetness up to her curvy, lovely hips.
I run my tongue across her waist, as I look up at her when I hit the center place. Slowly moving downward to enjoy the flavor of her lovely rose, before moving upward to her fluffy petals and onward to her...
The exhilarating feeling that over comes us when we are together. It brings out the Demons that lurk inside us.
As I sit on my knees between her legs, I start with the scars on top of her feet and softly kissing her sweetness up to her curvy, lovely hips.
I run my tongue across her waist, as I look up at her when I hit the center place. Slowly moving downward to enjoy the flavor of her lovely rose, before moving upward to her fluffy petals and onward to her...
#dark
#lover
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