MrBlack
Mr Black
Mr Black
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 3:45pm
22nd Feb 2025 3:45pm
Real Vampires
#dark
#evil
#horror
#rap
#vampires
100 reads
1 Comment
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
19th Sep 2024 2:59pm
19th Sep 2024 2:59pm
September
there's a stillness that reeks of...
...something not fully decayed
a haunting
darkness lingers
curling around awareness
crowding
trying to get a chokehold
as charcoal shades
blot out vibrant colors
not yet chilled by winter
yet no longer summer
& memories anchor to its existence
no matter how long
...or hard I try...
to forget them
constant guard
I cannot afford to slip
into the muted melancholy it offers
a fall beyond bearing
waiting for the first bright dying...
...something not fully decayed
a haunting
darkness lingers
curling around awareness
crowding
trying to get a chokehold
as charcoal shades
blot out vibrant colors
not yet chilled by winter
yet no longer summer
& memories anchor to its existence
no matter how long
...or hard I try...
to forget them
constant guard
I cannot afford to slip
into the muted melancholy it offers
a fall beyond bearing
waiting for the first bright dying...
#confessional
#dark
#depression #sadness
#depression #sadness
198 reads
12 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
25th Apr 2024 3:49pm
25th Apr 2024 3:49pm
Insignificance
Oblivion is sounding good right now.
I have no good will left for appeal
and only faith in reason anyhow
as it does so much more than zeal,
though zeal gets all of the accolades
because we love a vivacious tale,
games, or cinema, with bullets and blades
when suburban life has gotten stale.
Too drab are the axes X, Y, and Z
unless by artillery to explode
any and all forms of an enemy
well within the range of targeting mode.
And that mode will not recognize zeal
or the...
I have no good will left for appeal
and only faith in reason anyhow
as it does so much more than zeal,
though zeal gets all of the accolades
because we love a vivacious tale,
games, or cinema, with bullets and blades
when suburban life has gotten stale.
Too drab are the axes X, Y, and Z
unless by artillery to explode
any and all forms of an enemy
well within the range of targeting mode.
And that mode will not recognize zeal
or the...
#dark
#despair
#humankind
164 reads
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 9:26pm
28th Jan 2025 9:26pm
Obtuse
Please lord
Spare me of righteousness
Allow me NOT to save souls
Let me bathe in sin
I seek honesty
I worship trust
Yet I am a heathen
To be clear
Spare me of righteousness
Allow me NOT to save souls
Let me bathe in sin
I seek honesty
I worship trust
Yet I am a heathen
To be clear
#dark
#evil
#morality #pagan
#morality #pagan
187 reads
40 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 2:00pm
28th Jun 2024 2:00pm
Storm Dee
i'm a disastrous
mess a fucked
up disaster a
Raging storm
crazy tornados
race in my brain
enraged thunder
slaying demons
one at the time
i come at night
it's vampire life
blood feeds me
& fascinates me
satisfies my lust
it's twisted & sick
yet, it's who i am
thrill seeker chick
devil killer going to
do so till the day i die
mess a fucked
up disaster a
Raging storm
crazy tornados
race in my brain
enraged thunder
slaying demons
one at the time
i come at night
it's vampire life
blood feeds me
& fascinates me
satisfies my lust
it's twisted & sick
yet, it's who i am
thrill seeker chick
devil killer going to
do so till the day i die
#dark
#vampires
256 reads
14 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
Today 1:28am
Today 1:28am
Weakness
Friends are weaknesses.
I'd abort them like fetuses.
They're like clones committing treason.
Like robots that can't reason.
Marching on to the war.
No real purpose to fight for.
Just losers that want to benefit,
From abusers that I try to forget.
But, they're always fighting,
Amongst each other, never uniting.
I'm a ticking time bomb at their rally.
They trip me, as they arouse me.
They're a little close.
Let's hope they don't overdose.
They will bring me to their...
I'd abort them like fetuses.
They're like clones committing treason.
Like robots that can't reason.
Marching on to the war.
No real purpose to fight for.
Just losers that want to benefit,
From abusers that I try to forget.
But, they're always fighting,
Amongst each other, never uniting.
I'm a ticking time bomb at their rally.
They trip me, as they arouse me.
They're a little close.
Let's hope they don't overdose.
They will bring me to their...
#dark
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0 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 11:00pm
28th Jan 2025 11:00pm
Drink me, kill me... (with Reading)
Especially cruel in the mouth.
You don't need to have mercy on me.
Sophisticated brain games
Make me forget my complaints
Cut my skin with a razor.
Like a hundred times before.
My soul is polluted
by a sadistic fantasy.
I have long been discouraged
by false emotions.
Broke all my dreams
Men's hands are sweaty.
Why do I need these...
sadists and animals! ...
You don't need to have mercy on me.
Sophisticated brain games
Make me forget my complaints
Cut my skin with a razor.
Like a hundred times before.
My soul is polluted
by a sadistic fantasy.
I have long been discouraged
by false emotions.
Broke all my dreams
Men's hands are sweaty.
Why do I need these...
sadists and animals! ...
#abuse
#BDSM
#conflict
#dark
#lust
344 reads
35 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 11:15pm
31st Oct 2024 11:15pm
The Birth of a Scream
Lost.
Disoriented.
I mingle between terror
and nightmares.
Lurking creatures
with a lust to scare.
The dark growls,
yearning to be fed.
It gnaws on my fear
in my bone's core.
You become less
in your dark greed for more.
All the petrified, paralyzed hours.
Time groans, grabs and devours.
From the cold bottomless pit
of the abyss.
Can be heard
a real high pitch hiss.
A murderous cry it seems.
The birth of a scream.
Disoriented.
I mingle between terror
and nightmares.
Lurking creatures
with a lust to scare.
The dark growls,
yearning to be fed.
It gnaws on my fear
in my bone's core.
You become less
in your dark greed for more.
All the petrified, paralyzed hours.
Time groans, grabs and devours.
From the cold bottomless pit
of the abyss.
Can be heard
a real high pitch hiss.
A murderous cry it seems.
The birth of a scream.
#dark
#fear
#nightmares
185 reads
22 Comments
Styxian
Poem Published
1st Jul 2024 2:06am
1st Jul 2024 2:06am
Baby Ducks
#dark
#frustration
321 reads
20 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
28th Aug 2024 2:39am
28th Aug 2024 2:39am
Zero Carbon Footprint
Heading home
no more use for me here
Sew my eyelids shut
Immolate me to ashes
Or alternately,
if you'd prefer,
buy me some cheap underground real estate.
Or just chop me up and feed me to pigs.
Should cremation
rule the nation,
let me urn my keep
on your mantlepiece
with memories
of my stupid puns
Gotta run
I've run and run and run
Time to stagger past
the universal dateline
and be free
But with my luck,
there will be a seamless transition
to a hell to the millionth...
no more use for me here
Sew my eyelids shut
Immolate me to ashes
Or alternately,
if you'd prefer,
buy me some cheap underground real estate.
Or just chop me up and feed me to pigs.
Should cremation
rule the nation,
let me urn my keep
on your mantlepiece
with memories
of my stupid puns
Gotta run
I've run and run and run
Time to stagger past
the universal dateline
and be free
But with my luck,
there will be a seamless transition
to a hell to the millionth...
#dark
#suicide
327 reads
17 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 8:57pm
27th Feb 2025 8:57pm
A Product Of Mind Boggling Rarity
Artful
Brainy and crafty
A person with a psychopathic personality
Though with a full sense of moral responsibility
A product of mind boggling rarity
Coldly and bluntly, letting you know that I've committed so many atrocities
Living for decade in disguise in a sorority
Who at school cannot solve the math problems of inequalities?
On the brink of insanity
Living in a hidden agony
Standing tall alone on a battlefield
Everywhere I turn piles of dead bodies
Bleeding from my injuries ...
Brainy and crafty
A person with a psychopathic personality
Though with a full sense of moral responsibility
A product of mind boggling rarity
Coldly and bluntly, letting you know that I've committed so many atrocities
Living for decade in disguise in a sorority
Who at school cannot solve the math problems of inequalities?
On the brink of insanity
Living in a hidden agony
Standing tall alone on a battlefield
Everywhere I turn piles of dead bodies
Bleeding from my injuries ...
#dark
#grief
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
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0 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 8:56pm
25th Feb 2025 8:56pm
Friction
It felt like a bumblebee waltzing with my heart
Gravity so strong the universe couldn't rip us apart
I remember staring forever back into a butterfly's eyes
Watching the eternal collide as moons fell and suns rise
I listened to feathers speaking as they fell of my failure
Feathers gliding on forever whispers like acrobatic aerial sailors
As my achievements were carried up high screaming from eagle's wings
Love's burning smoke engulfed me, shielding me from the world's sting
And I, I was oblivious to living my life between the universe's tusk...
Gravity so strong the universe couldn't rip us apart
I remember staring forever back into a butterfly's eyes
Watching the eternal collide as moons fell and suns rise
I listened to feathers speaking as they fell of my failure
Feathers gliding on forever whispers like acrobatic aerial sailors
As my achievements were carried up high screaming from eagle's wings
Love's burning smoke engulfed me, shielding me from the world's sting
And I, I was oblivious to living my life between the universe's tusk...
#dark
#love
71 reads
6 Comments
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