Popular Dark Poems
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Popular dark poems. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
4:36 AM
4:36 am, still can't sleep
I think I did everything completely wrong
All I know is...
When you use to touch me
I would think of all of those different men
Fucking my sister & mother at the same time
My hatred towards them, came out towards you
You're in a much better place now
And so am I
One day if i ever get out, I will visit you, for sure
I think I did everything completely wrong
All I know is...
When you use to touch me
I would think of all of those different men
Fucking my sister & mother at the same time
My hatred towards them, came out towards you
You're in a much better place now
And so am I
One day if i ever get out, I will visit you, for sure
#dark
#memories
#regret #sleep
#regret #sleep
60 reads
10 Comments
Cathy's Clown
Of dark schizophrenia, in shadows of illusions
decadent lullabies from the lips of a typhoon
spawning ashes of Glory hearing echoes of soul
balancing the books between fantasy and reality
of insanity, being Cathy's Clown, hearing echoes
decadent lullabies from the lips of a typhoon
spawning ashes of Glory hearing echoes of soul
balancing the books between fantasy and reality
of insanity, being Cathy's Clown, hearing echoes
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
99 reads
2 Comments
the dark heart
darkness glory, in its own rotten place
the door was ajar and it escape
the evil employed, drove a person insane
it hijacked the first body
and put its diabolical plan to work
activating hatred, it built momentum in the people, who surround
they look on with mirth, as it misgivings were put into play
with much stealth, it body hopped person to person
leaving death in its place
the horror was evident, soon the weak were sheltering aghast
the malevolence shouted profanities and they all ran
their terror evident, in screams ...
the door was ajar and it escape
the evil employed, drove a person insane
it hijacked the first body
and put its diabolical plan to work
activating hatred, it built momentum in the people, who surround
they look on with mirth, as it misgivings were put into play
with much stealth, it body hopped person to person
leaving death in its place
the horror was evident, soon the weak were sheltering aghast
the malevolence shouted profanities and they all ran
their terror evident, in screams ...
#dark
94 reads
8 Comments
Death's Laureate - with "Lilliputian" and "Crimsin"
In the corridors of my mind's deep divide
among the echoes of the dark's intimacy
tiding the winds of decadent sins
as the pendulum swings death's laureate
sweet the scent of my debauchery lint
in this eternal space between stones
with nothing to hear in the labyrinth
of my lips, departing
lost amidst twirls of yawning warren
wrapped in the arms of a gripping end
laden with the lingering unforgotten
adrift upon the dulcet waves
closing my eyes to beguiling swell
calling me toward the glint rim
where...
among the echoes of the dark's intimacy
tiding the winds of decadent sins
as the pendulum swings death's laureate
sweet the scent of my debauchery lint
in this eternal space between stones
with nothing to hear in the labyrinth
of my lips, departing
lost amidst twirls of yawning warren
wrapped in the arms of a gripping end
laden with the lingering unforgotten
adrift upon the dulcet waves
closing my eyes to beguiling swell
calling me toward the glint rim
where...
#collaboration
#dark
#erotic
111 reads
4 Comments
Pale Blue by You _ with "Adagio"
Haunt me a corpse in a shoe
Embalming me blue
Curse me death's shadow
Embracing me hallow
Only loneliness to follow
With no shade in the fallow
And a rotting decay to grow
With no light bellow
A corpse of a bedfellow
Held in escrow
Embalming me blue
Curse me death's shadow
Embracing me hallow
Only loneliness to follow
With no shade in the fallow
And a rotting decay to grow
With no light bellow
A corpse of a bedfellow
Held in escrow
#dark
50 reads
6 Comments
Archives of Cello - with Lilliputian
Haunted symphony into the archives of cello
on an odyssey beyond one's dreams ripping
the door frame of one's melancholy mind
weaving through chaos and shadows
amidst a tumult of traces from the past
piercing through one’s heart bleeding
with every draw of breath escaping
right through the black hole of anguish
challenging the soul's hysteria mirroring
insanity in an elegy of echoes embracing
where shadows dance of love lost
twilight's requiem with a teardrop touching
on an odyssey beyond one's dreams ripping
the door frame of one's melancholy mind
weaving through chaos and shadows
amidst a tumult of traces from the past
piercing through one’s heart bleeding
with every draw of breath escaping
right through the black hole of anguish
challenging the soul's hysteria mirroring
insanity in an elegy of echoes embracing
where shadows dance of love lost
twilight's requiem with a teardrop touching
#collaboration
#dark
76 reads
4 Comments
Sessions part 2
The gray of the winter sky mimics how I'm feeling at this very moment. Playing over and over in my mind of the last session I just had with Jordan and his fiancée Alondra has me a little off kilter.
I decided before going home to the local wine and liquor store to pick up something to relax my mind. It must have been my lucky day since once I walked in, I was greeted by Mr. Shug, the owner of the store.
“Oh, Trina, it's been a long time. Are you here for anything specific?” he asked, eyeing me with curiosity. I knew his interest in me, but I was not interested in a...
I decided before going home to the local wine and liquor store to pick up something to relax my mind. It must have been my lucky day since once I walked in, I was greeted by Mr. Shug, the owner of the store.
“Oh, Trina, it's been a long time. Are you here for anything specific?” he asked, eyeing me with curiosity. I knew his interest in me, but I was not interested in a...
#dark
#dialogue
#strength
87 reads
3 Comments
Swoon the Ivories
With my braising tongue in the sarcophagus
of your vault's initiator of broth simmering,
liquidating your soul claiming your thoracic
trellis and sterna of the twilight's ambiguous,
filed with your Chapter11 blistering my lips
in your crib with yeast arising listening to,
Henry Mancini swoon the ivories
of your vault's initiator of broth simmering,
liquidating your soul claiming your thoracic
trellis and sterna of the twilight's ambiguous,
filed with your Chapter11 blistering my lips
in your crib with yeast arising listening to,
Henry Mancini swoon the ivories
#dark
#erotic
122 reads
2 Comments
Amorous Noir
Amorous noir carnivorous rose unquenchable
devouring the soul and the parts that bleed
echoing the bloom with a box of chocolates
in a carnival of debauchery and decadent
misdemeanors exhuming the bones succotash
of eyes glaring amorous noir
devouring the soul and the parts that bleed
echoing the bloom with a box of chocolates
in a carnival of debauchery and decadent
misdemeanors exhuming the bones succotash
of eyes glaring amorous noir
#dark
#erotic
118 reads
2 Comments
Sardonic Narco
Sardonic narco illicit aphrodisiac, gathering fools
and marionettes of depraved narcissistic minds
in the classic shadow of a rhododendron.
Dancing in the primal, tall, dark, and intimate
of nonsensical risque with the cloak of insanity.
Reclining on the twilight Bergerac of decadent
souls, sardonic narco illicit aphrodisiac.
and marionettes of depraved narcissistic minds
in the classic shadow of a rhododendron.
Dancing in the primal, tall, dark, and intimate
of nonsensical risque with the cloak of insanity.
Reclining on the twilight Bergerac of decadent
souls, sardonic narco illicit aphrodisiac.
#dark
#erotic
82 reads
2 Comments
Broken Toys
#dark
#death
#dirty #erotic
#dirty #erotic
88 reads
9 Comments
Pain au Chocolat
In shadows deep, where whispers coil,
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
#dark
#desert
#despair
#mirror
#suffering
39 reads
9 Comments
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