Popular Dark Poems
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Popular dark poems. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
Keep My Grave Open
Poetry is my grave, erotic macabre
with no chastity left to debone
the edifice of the dark's womb
deep ashtray tonguing the chaos
saving my sacroiliac fucking Miss
Daisy's, rotting pumpkin
with no chastity left to debone
the edifice of the dark's womb
deep ashtray tonguing the chaos
saving my sacroiliac fucking Miss
Daisy's, rotting pumpkin
#dark
#erotic
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Old Pecan Fingers
The tattered strings played by old pecan wrinkled
fingers as claustrophobia screams from the lungs
of the Stradivarius with neuromorphic hands bound
to a corpse of mahogany caressing the flesh alluring
the toxic madness of schizophrenia's embryos growing
in the womb played by old pecan wrinkled fingers
fingers as claustrophobia screams from the lungs
of the Stradivarius with neuromorphic hands bound
to a corpse of mahogany caressing the flesh alluring
the toxic madness of schizophrenia's embryos growing
in the womb played by old pecan wrinkled fingers
#dark
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In Residency
Insatiable metamorphosis in residency
listening to symphony buried in lyrics
Speaking the tongue in Death's Odyssey
"Leaving on a jet plane," merging
with the miles showing on the face
like a caterpillar without shoes
listening to symphony buried in lyrics
Speaking the tongue in Death's Odyssey
"Leaving on a jet plane," merging
with the miles showing on the face
like a caterpillar without shoes
#dark
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pretty much f**cked
You are pretty much fucked, if you insist on love
slipping my tongue into your skull, my necrodisiac.
Death happens! It has no more value than blowing
your nose or pissing on the floor. You ain't coming
back to haunt my sorry narcissistic ass. Who knows!
Maybe tomorrow I will swoon your mom's old decadent
spelunker of depravity. Just maintain your poise as
I compose a poem on a "Sticky Note" You are pretty
much fucked.
slipping my tongue into your skull, my necrodisiac.
Death happens! It has no more value than blowing
your nose or pissing on the floor. You ain't coming
back to haunt my sorry narcissistic ass. Who knows!
Maybe tomorrow I will swoon your mom's old decadent
spelunker of depravity. Just maintain your poise as
I compose a poem on a "Sticky Note" You are pretty
much fucked.
#dark
#erotic
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~defenseless
in the heart of auburn equatorial sun
drumming wild with wet thunderbeats
of shrinking craniums & surfacing
uraniums- with winking tricky glints
of golden diamonds, busy feeding
the bloodied cartels
where also the social bonobos
still thrive in the feminine reigns
enriched by the gushing wide
riverine Congo & the falling high
Zongo in sand~ slurried screens
i stand (fading pale and blinded
as a frailly miniature grouped out ant ...
drumming wild with wet thunderbeats
of shrinking craniums & surfacing
uraniums- with winking tricky glints
of golden diamonds, busy feeding
the bloodied cartels
where also the social bonobos
still thrive in the feminine reigns
enriched by the gushing wide
riverine Congo & the falling high
Zongo in sand~ slurried screens
i stand (fading pale and blinded
as a frailly miniature grouped out ant ...
#Africa
#dark
#freedom
#politics
#rebellion
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Nightmare Rules
What do you do...
when you cause...
your own fucking
NIGHTMARE?
I wrote about
the horrific
death of...
BOBBY!
He lost his
freaking
head...
LITERALLY!
In my nightmare...
Bobby's head was
rolling around...
FOLLOWING ME!
Nobody gave 2 shits...
that his head was
In every store at
THE FUCKING MALL!
It was a dream in my
head and I caused it
by imagining Bobby...
GROWN UP AND FUCKING ME!
Then I wrote about his
unexplained decapitation ...
when you cause...
your own fucking
NIGHTMARE?
I wrote about
the horrific
death of...
BOBBY!
He lost his
freaking
head...
LITERALLY!
In my nightmare...
Bobby's head was
rolling around...
FOLLOWING ME!
Nobody gave 2 shits...
that his head was
In every store at
THE FUCKING MALL!
It was a dream in my
head and I caused it
by imagining Bobby...
GROWN UP AND FUCKING ME!
Then I wrote about his
unexplained decapitation ...
#dark
#memories
#nightmares
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Finite
Only here so long
Stand your ground
While we right our wrongs
Eternally
Feed the demon
No more
Only here
For a couple more
Until that wretched shore
So open your soul
Open your mind
What remains here
A thing called life
Only here
For a couple more
Let us live this moment
Before that wretched shore
Stand your ground
While we right our wrongs
Eternally
Feed the demon
No more
Only here
For a couple more
Until that wretched shore
So open your soul
Open your mind
What remains here
A thing called life
Only here
For a couple more
Let us live this moment
Before that wretched shore
#bittersweet
#dark
#emptiness
#inspirational
#redemption
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distress
distressing asylum, shrieking in tongues
the evil dead, run amuck
chaotic laughter, fills my head
sinister need, you stir my desire
in darkness keep where I feed my keen
whining demons feed and fester
my soul provoked comes forth
from the recesses of shadows
with a glance, gleaning your intentions
a seance for truth telling
your monsters tell on you
a little freaky behavior and I am in lust
kinky persuasion, persuades you to stay
staring at your hardened want
secretly I want you but won't tell
...
the evil dead, run amuck
chaotic laughter, fills my head
sinister need, you stir my desire
in darkness keep where I feed my keen
whining demons feed and fester
my soul provoked comes forth
from the recesses of shadows
with a glance, gleaning your intentions
a seance for truth telling
your monsters tell on you
a little freaky behavior and I am in lust
kinky persuasion, persuades you to stay
staring at your hardened want
secretly I want you but won't tell
...
#dark
#lust
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Slay the Starlings - with Lilliputian
Slay the starlings with forbidden pleasures
of debauchery with corpulence and joviality
obsessed with lyrical garter and prose
in the boudoir of my mind's portmanteauu
tilting toward depravity
in a rapt orbit to absorb my dismay
with a castle of enticing fancies
within the murky ambit as a diffuse
coursing through my heart's veins
consumed by gluttony
of debauchery with corpulence and joviality
obsessed with lyrical garter and prose
in the boudoir of my mind's portmanteauu
tilting toward depravity
in a rapt orbit to absorb my dismay
with a castle of enticing fancies
within the murky ambit as a diffuse
coursing through my heart's veins
consumed by gluttony
#collaboration
#dark
#erotic
123 reads
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Naked Necrophilia
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
78 reads
2 Comments
Confined Solitude
I ramble on ways where fear and memories are eternal
Where my existence day after day becomes more painful
Then so, I live to meet you in my path someday
I don't possess the desire of being in heaven
Earthly feelings will take me to the insanity down below
One more time I seek in the depths of melancholy
And it's like the weight of my sadness will be arrested onto my feet
I will be left with this hurt and the death pain whispers
And if I can't forget your face I will die without even noticing
Sweet and enlightened death, end this...
Where my existence day after day becomes more painful
Then so, I live to meet you in my path someday
I don't possess the desire of being in heaven
Earthly feelings will take me to the insanity down below
One more time I seek in the depths of melancholy
And it's like the weight of my sadness will be arrested onto my feet
I will be left with this hurt and the death pain whispers
And if I can't forget your face I will die without even noticing
Sweet and enlightened death, end this...
#dark
#heartbroken
#love
#memories
#sadness
95 reads
4 Comments
Let Me Live
I could be heartless,
wish death upon you,
watch you be swallowed by the soil
to take this pain away with you.
I could be hopeless,
weep for an end upon your phantom,
beg your ashes to vanish
to let me live.
I could be lifeless,
leave you to your fate,
bury my own
and still my breath instead.
wish death upon you,
watch you be swallowed by the soil
to take this pain away with you.
I could be hopeless,
weep for an end upon your phantom,
beg your ashes to vanish
to let me live.
I could be lifeless,
leave you to your fate,
bury my own
and still my breath instead.
#dark
#despair
#hate
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