Popular Dark Poems
#dark
Popular dark poems. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
nymphaeum
thin sound where clarities begin
celebrant sacrosanct shadow
linger long linguistic shade
wipe this breaking brow
tearing off bridal and burial gown
o psycho pomp covet me with dark velvet
do not kiss these hyacinth lips
this blood is too spilled
to forget
rudiments ripple
dulcet tones
harlequin
alder wood anguish
androgyn shape
dueling duality
hate
dwells
among
o neurotic neutron star
your monochrome catastrophe
awaits me
copyrights © owned by Rianne...
celebrant sacrosanct shadow
linger long linguistic shade
wipe this breaking brow
tearing off bridal and burial gown
o psycho pomp covet me with dark velvet
do not kiss these hyacinth lips
this blood is too spilled
to forget
rudiments ripple
dulcet tones
harlequin
alder wood anguish
androgyn shape
dueling duality
hate
dwells
among
o neurotic neutron star
your monochrome catastrophe
awaits me
copyrights © owned by Rianne...
#dark
117 reads
5 Comments
~your [self-cannibalistic karma-driven] overshadows
viz: overshadows
#dark
#hypocrisy
#lies #spiritual
#lies #spiritual
107 reads
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Ain't no Pine Tar
Ain't no pine tar now that you are gone as your shadow lingers
across my weary bones with fingers of decay and dead leaves
as asphalt crumbles like old crones whispering secrets in the
moon's footsteps where once you were warm in your Caddy
shack now cold as the winds in a forgotten farewell your
beloved a thousand night as sentinel ain't no pine tar now that
you are gone now a dark bloody lonely road
across my weary bones with fingers of decay and dead leaves
as asphalt crumbles like old crones whispering secrets in the
moon's footsteps where once you were warm in your Caddy
shack now cold as the winds in a forgotten farewell your
beloved a thousand night as sentinel ain't no pine tar now that
you are gone now a dark bloody lonely road
#dark
#erotic
#love
112 reads
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Embalmed Memories - with Indie
In haunted obsession longing your voice
coaxing the passion embracing my soul
embalming memories of thirsting breasts
climaxing in the depth of your throat
surrendering to the gallows, dark's epitome
hung by the scote's testicles
exquisitely adorned in twilight's mascara
no greater pleasure to give thee my wings
of my earthly reward
worship me as I worship you
bring forth all inhibitions
and shatter them on the altar of us
I feel you pulsing
filling me with the afterglow of the universe ...
coaxing the passion embracing my soul
embalming memories of thirsting breasts
climaxing in the depth of your throat
surrendering to the gallows, dark's epitome
hung by the scote's testicles
exquisitely adorned in twilight's mascara
no greater pleasure to give thee my wings
of my earthly reward
worship me as I worship you
bring forth all inhibitions
and shatter them on the altar of us
I feel you pulsing
filling me with the afterglow of the universe ...
#collaboration
#dark
#erotic #lust
#erotic #lust
149 reads
5 Comments
Low Gear
One doesn't need a light in low gear, a sword or pen
when encountering shadows in dark's paranoia
grinding the wheels East of Eden listening to Eve
whisper, "Moon River" through the chaos deep
as the grave, wolfing down the sabbath, forging
a new day just out of sight, haunting the dead
in a convoy using low gear
when encountering shadows in dark's paranoia
grinding the wheels East of Eden listening to Eve
whisper, "Moon River" through the chaos deep
as the grave, wolfing down the sabbath, forging
a new day just out of sight, haunting the dead
in a convoy using low gear
#dark
#erotic
140 reads
2 Comments
Cold Dark Ghetto
Engorged succulence dark's Bohemian
seductive sweet lips of innuendo
embraced by luscious unfold
and ecstasy's tantalizing bouquet
captured by the essence of your soul
as I lay me down to sleep
in stealth my awakening in the grave's
cold dark damp ghetto with no bones to creep
with the earth's molars chewing my gangrene
just ligaments of my aorta leading to my soul
seductive sweet lips of innuendo
embraced by luscious unfold
and ecstasy's tantalizing bouquet
captured by the essence of your soul
as I lay me down to sleep
in stealth my awakening in the grave's
cold dark damp ghetto with no bones to creep
with the earth's molars chewing my gangrene
just ligaments of my aorta leading to my soul
#dark
#erotic
163 reads
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In Dark's Franchise - with Deliabear
Stolen shadows of the night,
Bestow on my brain a more familiar fright.
With tip of the pen in the dark's franchise
Often just narcistic puppets of moral decay,
Polluting my sonnets, ranting with insanity.
Alone with their Atari and eye shade.
Cutting-out gadgets for the asylum's zoo,
Taking up space in my mind's portmanteau.
Clutching your lunatic heart to squeeze your mortal juice,
Confirming you are still alive, fodder for the worms.
Echoes of your ranting, spreading your black lullaby loose.
Bestow on my brain a more familiar fright.
With tip of the pen in the dark's franchise
Often just narcistic puppets of moral decay,
Polluting my sonnets, ranting with insanity.
Alone with their Atari and eye shade.
Cutting-out gadgets for the asylum's zoo,
Taking up space in my mind's portmanteau.
Clutching your lunatic heart to squeeze your mortal juice,
Confirming you are still alive, fodder for the worms.
Echoes of your ranting, spreading your black lullaby loose.
#collaboration
#dark
118 reads
2 Comments
Quite that simple
Choking on words
the asphyxiation makes me hard
smiles lay in wait
whilst pain seeps from the heart
aggression is undeniable
visceral, pliable
Dancing upon the graves
of fond memories
slipping on hourglass sand
to fleeting melodies
Diabolical in it’s precision
buried deep with indecision
A silent scream to the
wisdom of trees
exhalations whisper gently
through the leaves
standing in one place
for two shadows now
Stillness feels like stagnation
a pond is the sky until it...
the asphyxiation makes me hard
smiles lay in wait
whilst pain seeps from the heart
aggression is undeniable
visceral, pliable
Dancing upon the graves
of fond memories
slipping on hourglass sand
to fleeting melodies
Diabolical in it’s precision
buried deep with indecision
A silent scream to the
wisdom of trees
exhalations whisper gently
through the leaves
standing in one place
for two shadows now
Stillness feels like stagnation
a pond is the sky until it...
#dark
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Rum Jars
Desperately contrived from rum jars
my mind's liquidator buttered tongue
of toxic energy freeing my soul
from the dark's Jack-in-the-Box
before the winds spread my seed
in this orchard of stones
shrouded by the coffin's condom
my mind's liquidator buttered tongue
of toxic energy freeing my soul
from the dark's Jack-in-the-Box
before the winds spread my seed
in this orchard of stones
shrouded by the coffin's condom
#dark
#erotic
99 reads
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Evermore
Here in this wraith with no breath to borrow
death is but a silence echoing the ravens
with no more whispers of insanity, nevermore
just lullabies fading to ghostly oblivion
only silence in this void taking up spaces
in death, wanderer to be for in stillness
we find the dead, evermore
death is but a silence echoing the ravens
with no more whispers of insanity, nevermore
just lullabies fading to ghostly oblivion
only silence in this void taking up spaces
in death, wanderer to be for in stillness
we find the dead, evermore
#dark
#EdgarAllanPoe
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Loving the Lamppost - with Lilliputian
Their world painted in shadows void of emotions
a gladiator of narcissist placenta dangling
on a decaying umbilical, idolized by fools
pampered and spoiled by the embryos of insanity
behind a firewall of debauchery, self-contained
from their own Cuckoo clock...half-baked
Manitou of inebriated veins gaslighting a lamppost
molding their faces and drawing a smile
to cover the rotting grudge that lies behind
it’s second nature, like taking a breath
looking down on you with a folie de grandeur
thinking they’re someone else
an...
a gladiator of narcissist placenta dangling
on a decaying umbilical, idolized by fools
pampered and spoiled by the embryos of insanity
behind a firewall of debauchery, self-contained
from their own Cuckoo clock...half-baked
Manitou of inebriated veins gaslighting a lamppost
molding their faces and drawing a smile
to cover the rotting grudge that lies behind
it’s second nature, like taking a breath
looking down on you with a folie de grandeur
thinking they’re someone else
an...
#collaboration
#dark
#emptiness #hypocrisy
#emptiness #hypocrisy
128 reads
3 Comments
An Inspiration from Vision_of_Insanity's poem
Someone told you that you were a criminal.
Someone threw words into the air
and waited for you to pick them up:
CRIM and then INAL U R an SO ON soon.
But who said you can't be a criminal?
PURE F if you want to be so, the die is cast...
Like letters floating around you, satellites stationary.
U R I N A L C R E A M and many others.
W E R C R E A M in A L L the top cherries!
But who said you can't?
JuST a BuNCH of SNFLL MTHRFCKRS.
Wait, who said that?
Someone threw words into the air
and waited for you to pick them up:
CRIM and then INAL U R an SO ON soon.
But who said you can't be a criminal?
PURE F if you want to be so, the die is cast...
Like letters floating around you, satellites stationary.
U R I N A L C R E A M and many others.
W E R C R E A M in A L L the top cherries!
But who said you can't?
JuST a BuNCH of SNFLL MTHRFCKRS.
Wait, who said that?
#anxiety
#dark
#mirror
#PowerOfWords
#violence
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