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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Consumes
A prison of gloom,
I'm begging.
I'm pleading.
Give something that'll bloom.
Oh, Lord, it's empty,
I'm saturated in nothingness,
Yet, everything at once,
I'm overwhelmed by plenty.
Writhe in confusion,
Thrash in fury,
I really can't keep this up,
I need a solution.
I'm being consumed,
The void terrifies me,
An abyss to escape,
"Too far gone," like I presumed.
I'm begging.
I'm pleading.
Give something that'll bloom.
Oh, Lord, it's empty,
I'm saturated in nothingness,
Yet, everything at once,
I'm overwhelmed by plenty.
Writhe in confusion,
Thrash in fury,
I really can't keep this up,
I need a solution.
I'm being consumed,
The void terrifies me,
An abyss to escape,
"Too far gone," like I presumed.
#dark
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Death Of A Plum - with Mysteriouslady
Sodom to my quill's Gomorrah your corpse cold
and brittle neath the stone's fiddle in my mind's
perverse inner sanctum of decadent tongue
as you lay ghosting in Peignoir letting me hide
myself in thee lusting for your oyster's chowder
In Twilight's alchemy assuming the flesh is pickled
herring
my quivering and yearning flesh whispering
lusting the decay of your carrion
opening my pale eyes in a perverse lather
as darkness becomes our cognac moon
cradling a dying pulse in my majora
as your phallus...
and brittle neath the stone's fiddle in my mind's
perverse inner sanctum of decadent tongue
as you lay ghosting in Peignoir letting me hide
myself in thee lusting for your oyster's chowder
In Twilight's alchemy assuming the flesh is pickled
herring
my quivering and yearning flesh whispering
lusting the decay of your carrion
opening my pale eyes in a perverse lather
as darkness becomes our cognac moon
cradling a dying pulse in my majora
as your phallus...
#collaboration
#dark
#erotic
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Interior Redesign
This cacophony of thoughts
penetrate my core
(as I disembowel myself
on your thorn-clad
embrace) infecting
this already darkened
soul with delicious oblivion,
when velvet night brushes
fingers
along
my
spine,
skin blissfully crawls
as vestigial light
diminishes,
this baptism of dysphoria constrains
a love of the disposable,
meaningless provides the escape
of ill fated promises.
penetrate my core
(as I disembowel myself
on your thorn-clad
embrace) infecting
this already darkened
soul with delicious oblivion,
when velvet night brushes
fingers
along
my
spine,
skin blissfully crawls
as vestigial light
diminishes,
this baptism of dysphoria constrains
a love of the disposable,
meaningless provides the escape
of ill fated promises.
#dark
#hurt
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I Am Father Time
I've been stalking you your whole life
Hiding in the shadows
Creeping, lurking
With scythe in hand
Waiting for the right time
To take what's mine
My whsipers tease your death
And their echoes raise the hair on your neck
My hourglass is a reminder
The sands of time are running out
I break down your body throughout your life
As a warning
A reminder
Did you find redemption
I don't care
Judgement is not for me to decide
I am father time
I always capture my prey
I am the ultimate predator
So...
Hiding in the shadows
Creeping, lurking
With scythe in hand
Waiting for the right time
To take what's mine
My whsipers tease your death
And their echoes raise the hair on your neck
My hourglass is a reminder
The sands of time are running out
I break down your body throughout your life
As a warning
A reminder
Did you find redemption
I don't care
Judgement is not for me to decide
I am father time
I always capture my prey
I am the ultimate predator
So...
#dark
#emptiness
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Of Madness and Saffron - with Grace
In the labyrinth of my mind echoing footsteps
rebelling against the lords of insanity
dark academia from Mozart to Beethoven
like skulls with candles and ravens with keys
as your flesh becomes the rapture of my love
with decadent essence of madness and saffron
listening to the echoes of your steps
walking away on sludge towards wisdom light
against cacophonous sounds of dark protest
stay with me says lustful inky darkness
rains of blackness no velvety softness
and you drown in soul-searing loving
of the insidious kind.
rebelling against the lords of insanity
dark academia from Mozart to Beethoven
like skulls with candles and ravens with keys
as your flesh becomes the rapture of my love
with decadent essence of madness and saffron
listening to the echoes of your steps
walking away on sludge towards wisdom light
against cacophonous sounds of dark protest
stay with me says lustful inky darkness
rains of blackness no velvety softness
and you drown in soul-searing loving
of the insidious kind.
#anger
#collaboration
#dark #emptiness
#dark #emptiness
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ghostly
she died a few days ago
they told me,
of a rare and radical cancer
in the common bile duct,
It saddened me to know...
after leaving her life...
"I don't need the man
but I want the poet."
she said then.
now she is dead
and I remain a poet
even though she doesn't know.
became the ghost muse
of what doesn't rhyme with me.
She died, they told me!
they told me,
of a rare and radical cancer
in the common bile duct,
It saddened me to know...
after leaving her life...
"I don't need the man
but I want the poet."
she said then.
now she is dead
and I remain a poet
even though she doesn't know.
became the ghost muse
of what doesn't rhyme with me.
She died, they told me!
#dark
#death
#ghosts #MyInspiration
#ghosts #MyInspiration
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Tasting Beau
Spawning the memories in my head of poetic
intimacy and sadomasochism obsession being
my bread and caviar buggering the genre of my
mind getting under my skin and unnerving my sins
while tasting my beau and listening to echoes
eating my toes
intimacy and sadomasochism obsession being
my bread and caviar buggering the genre of my
mind getting under my skin and unnerving my sins
while tasting my beau and listening to echoes
eating my toes
#dark
#erotic
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The Scream
There’s a scream inside of each of us
You release it just one time
It comes out when your heart breaks
And this scream will break your mind
It comes from deep within you
Hidden deep inside your soul
It’s dormant while you smile
I hope this scream you’ll never know
The sound is dark and primal
It will shake the walls around you
It’s like you’ve met a demon
And the devil he has found you
And once this scream escapes you
Consider this your end
The scream it kills a part of you
You’ll never be the same...
You release it just one time
It comes out when your heart breaks
And this scream will break your mind
It comes from deep within you
Hidden deep inside your soul
It’s dormant while you smile
I hope this scream you’ll never know
The sound is dark and primal
It will shake the walls around you
It’s like you’ve met a demon
And the devil he has found you
And once this scream escapes you
Consider this your end
The scream it kills a part of you
You’ll never be the same...
#bittersweet
#dark
#grief
#heartbroken
#sadness
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Turf Cutter's Mortar
In fields of naked bones of the turf cutter's mortar
a dark clod of the earth past the curfew's border
inhaling the veil of death's cold pale
embryos in silence waiting to change the order
festering beneath the cold moon's goiter
a dark clod of the earth past the curfew's border
inhaling the veil of death's cold pale
embryos in silence waiting to change the order
festering beneath the cold moon's goiter
#dark
#horror
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MASTER OF MUTILATION
#dark
#zombies
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Arguably pond life but quite not that shamelessly so as the Royal Family!
By Stanley Collymore
Karen Matthews, in my honest
assessment of her situation,
seemed literally relieved
that her children were actually removed
from her and clearly obviously, put into
care; as she generally crucially had no
natural interest, other than a basically
quite undoubtedly strict financial one
by simply evidently being on the dole,
discernibly in or any natural empathy
with them! And thus, unquestionably
with these kids gone got the chance
to restart her own life, all over again,
with no...
Karen Matthews, in my honest
assessment of her situation,
seemed literally relieved
that her children were actually removed
from her and clearly obviously, put into
care; as she generally crucially had no
natural interest, other than a basically
quite undoubtedly strict financial one
by simply evidently being on the dole,
discernibly in or any natural empathy
with them! And thus, unquestionably
with these kids gone got the chance
to restart her own life, all over again,
with no...
#dark
#denial
#emptiness
#greed
#hate
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Pick Me Up
I’ve been down lately
sorry I haven’t been
around lately
checked out mentally
letting shit get to me
feeling like
everything is out, to get to me
pick me up
cos i’m falling
pick me up
and i’m sorry to keep calling
to unload my shit on you
but know that
you can do the same to me too
i’ll be there
pick me up
because right now
i’m at my lowest
and i’m hoping that
no one will notice
but from the mud
i will grow
like the lotus
from the pain
i will rise from the ashes...
sorry I haven’t been
around lately
checked out mentally
letting shit get to me
feeling like
everything is out, to get to me
pick me up
cos i’m falling
pick me up
and i’m sorry to keep calling
to unload my shit on you
but know that
you can do the same to me too
i’ll be there
pick me up
because right now
i’m at my lowest
and i’m hoping that
no one will notice
but from the mud
i will grow
like the lotus
from the pain
i will rise from the ashes...
#dark
#death
#grief
#heartbroken
#sadness
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