Dark Poems
#dark
Dark poetry encompasses a broad range of dark topics, from depression and sadness, to gothic poems about evil, and scary horror poetry. Darkness may also deal with subjects like death, suffering and grief.
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For now, only ghosts can see
I salvaged the happiest photo today
It lays crippled at best inside
A promising vision
If you’d like to see then…
My skull only needs to be cracked open!
How despicable it is
To frame misery
Encase these torturous moments
Detain it to eyes of the living
You don’t need a too take a picture
It’s a lot easier to attend the upcoming funeral
And take a good look at my dead body!
For now and ever fantasy
Only ghost can see
Do you dare to walk through me?
...
It lays crippled at best inside
A promising vision
If you’d like to see then…
My skull only needs to be cracked open!
How despicable it is
To frame misery
Encase these torturous moments
Detain it to eyes of the living
You don’t need a too take a picture
It’s a lot easier to attend the upcoming funeral
And take a good look at my dead body!
For now and ever fantasy
Only ghost can see
Do you dare to walk through me?
...
#dark
#death
#frustration
#apathy
#bittersweet
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The Devil Does Care
if you want to be heard, just talk to the devils
they are very good listeners.
talk to men, deafenitely they won't hear
and they won't even listen, not only, but
they will anticipate your thoughts
The devil can give your his heart
open wide his ears to listen to you;
regardless of his wicked schemes,
it's all about giving a scope to expression,
a room to vomit your acid pains and morbid
recurrent sick doubts and expectations.............
We...
they are very good listeners.
talk to men, deafenitely they won't hear
and they won't even listen, not only, but
they will anticipate your thoughts
The devil can give your his heart
open wide his ears to listen to you;
regardless of his wicked schemes,
it's all about giving a scope to expression,
a room to vomit your acid pains and morbid
recurrent sick doubts and expectations.............
We...
#anger
#anxiety
#grief
#dark
#confusion
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Poisoned Crosses (Cauldron Kill Series)
Born unwanted in the 19th century
From my first breath life became the enemy,
“Eliminated the unfortunate through mutilating sex or ritual blood
Dark ex-communication and unholy blasphemy of twisted love,
“I am in pain, but welcome the hurt
Giving my personal hell meaning and unquestionable worth,
“Instead of blood I pump lava within my flesh
Where my dark instability manifest and nest,
“Veins tunnel underneath my skin like the worms of Dune
Tattooed faces of the fucked warns me of danger and doom,
...
From my first breath life became the enemy,
“Eliminated the unfortunate through mutilating sex or ritual blood
Dark ex-communication and unholy blasphemy of twisted love,
“I am in pain, but welcome the hurt
Giving my personal hell meaning and unquestionable worth,
“Instead of blood I pump lava within my flesh
Where my dark instability manifest and nest,
“Veins tunnel underneath my skin like the worms of Dune
Tattooed faces of the fucked warns me of danger and doom,
...
#dark
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Try Putin your own houses in order, British media!
By Stanley Collymore
How long has the Daily Mail and
equally the rest of the British
media been rather openly
reporting, that Vladimir Putin, Russia's
democratically elected President, has
been ongoingly suffering from a long
term terminal illness, with several, of
them, even categorically stating that
he's irrefutably dead, and the person
being displayed publicly as him is in
fact clearly a body double. No proof
of course given, to truly corroborate
their allegations, and naturally none
literally...
How long has the Daily Mail and
equally the rest of the British
media been rather openly
reporting, that Vladimir Putin, Russia's
democratically elected President, has
been ongoingly suffering from a long
term terminal illness, with several, of
them, even categorically stating that
he's irrefutably dead, and the person
being displayed publicly as him is in
fact clearly a body double. No proof
of course given, to truly corroborate
their allegations, and naturally none
literally...
#hate
#dark
#greed
#denial
#emptiness
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Only those with pathetic lives and nothing constructive to offer feel inferior to others!
By Stanley Collymore
Rather obviously, there are still, in this 21st Century that we evidently live in significant numbers of basically white Britons, real as well as the usually pogroms and European holocaust escaped and imaginary ones, in tandem with their genocidal kin in actually barbarously ethnically cleansed, purloined and still emphatically, thoroughly currently infested habitats like their delusionally and asininely perceived, acquired countries like Terra nullius Australia quite obviously New Zealand, clearly Canada and the USA; and naturally Palestine who very evidently...
Rather obviously, there are still, in this 21st Century that we evidently live in significant numbers of basically white Britons, real as well as the usually pogroms and European holocaust escaped and imaginary ones, in tandem with their genocidal kin in actually barbarously ethnically cleansed, purloined and still emphatically, thoroughly currently infested habitats like their delusionally and asininely perceived, acquired countries like Terra nullius Australia quite obviously New Zealand, clearly Canada and the USA; and naturally Palestine who very evidently...
#hate
#dark
#greed
#denial
#emptiness
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Sexually Insane
She’s a speed freak
A lunatic whore
Often called a horny hag
She’ll fuck-face the dead
Necroslut
Multiple lobotomies
Doomsday inside her head
Swimming in torment
Suicide
Releasing her from anguish
A lunatic whore
Often called a horny hag
She’ll fuck-face the dead
Necroslut
Multiple lobotomies
Doomsday inside her head
Swimming in torment
Suicide
Releasing her from anguish
#lust
#dark
#women
#suicide
#dirty
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Listening In Tongue
Listening in tongue to your sigh
in silence with two fingers cognac
dripping over frozen quarters of ice
like a cataract one roll of the dice
with no time for catechism
waiting for the shadow of twilight
and the caul of the rusted scythe
to bury me in my soon-to-be-forgotten
beneath the trapdoor door of my signature
listening in tongue to your sigh
in silence with two fingers cognac
in silence with two fingers cognac
dripping over frozen quarters of ice
like a cataract one roll of the dice
with no time for catechism
waiting for the shadow of twilight
and the caul of the rusted scythe
to bury me in my soon-to-be-forgotten
beneath the trapdoor door of my signature
listening in tongue to your sigh
in silence with two fingers cognac
#dark
#erotic
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Ostara
Monastic ripples fade
in gratitude we bowed our heads
to celebrant silence
I dream in hints of hibiscus
white crowned magnolia blossoms
have covered this path
I came here to bring the last salmon home
entered into miasma wind
magpies mimicked
vernally so
I was not defined by name
now I am earthen
gestating
Annwyn
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https://youtu.be/6_aPsWBrMtU
in gratitude we bowed our heads
to celebrant silence
I dream in hints of hibiscus
white crowned magnolia blossoms
have covered this path
I came here to bring the last salmon home
entered into miasma wind
magpies mimicked
vernally so
I was not defined by name
now I am earthen
gestating
Annwyn
copyrights © owned by Ri
https://youtu.be/6_aPsWBrMtU
#dark
#pagan
#symbolism
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Seven Days
In a house of shadows, where secrets lie,
I entered, greeted by a creaking sigh.
The past lingered thick, a murky haze,
As I awaited counsel in the dim, eerie maze.
"Turn off your phone," the man decreed,
His voice a whisper, a solemn need.
"Why are you here?" he asked, eyes keen,
As I pondered the tale, dark and unseen.
The man departed, leaving me alone,
In the haunted space, with whispers sown.
Dead infants in jars, a haunting sight,
Echoes of the past, in the dim twilight.
"I'm...
I entered, greeted by a creaking sigh.
The past lingered thick, a murky haze,
As I awaited counsel in the dim, eerie maze.
"Turn off your phone," the man decreed,
His voice a whisper, a solemn need.
"Why are you here?" he asked, eyes keen,
As I pondered the tale, dark and unseen.
The man departed, leaving me alone,
In the haunted space, with whispers sown.
Dead infants in jars, a haunting sight,
Echoes of the past, in the dim twilight.
"I'm...
#dark
#spiritual
#scary #horror
#scary #horror
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I’m Sorry
#sadness
#grief
#dark
#suicide
#DomesticViolence
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Fifty Shades
#dark
#BDSM
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Don't hold your breath on my account!
By Stanley Collymore
All those vociferously and quite
aggressively shouting leave
Kate alone are the same
bloody ones, the identical odious and
vile hypocrites that quite obsessively
in rightwing rags, like the Daily Mail
and also, their similarly, likeminded
electronic media counterparts quite
customarily; aggressively; naturally
distinctively vitriolically and crucially
essentially, undeniably, obsessively
berate Meghan, Harry, and equally
their children very unwarrantedly
even when these published...
All those vociferously and quite
aggressively shouting leave
Kate alone are the same
bloody ones, the identical odious and
vile hypocrites that quite obsessively
in rightwing rags, like the Daily Mail
and also, their similarly, likeminded
electronic media counterparts quite
customarily; aggressively; naturally
distinctively vitriolically and crucially
essentially, undeniably, obsessively
berate Meghan, Harry, and equally
their children very unwarrantedly
even when these published...
#hate
#dark
#greed
#denial
#emptiness
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