Mrblack616
MrBlack
MrBlack
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:00pm
Yesterday 2:00pm
Hello my name is Death
I am the darkness that lurks within your soul,
The fear that grips you tight, as your life begins to toll,
I am the Grim Reaper, the master of your fate,
My touch will be your last, in this realm or the next state.
In life or death, I am the force beyond compare,
Half-beast, half-man, a creature that's beyond all care,
A predator that lurks within the dark,
Ready to strike, to leave its own historic mark.
I am a bearer of pain, a bringer of despair,
A chosen one to gather souls, to condition them with fear,
To dictate their eternal...
The fear that grips you tight, as your life begins to toll,
I am the Grim Reaper, the master of your fate,
My touch will be your last, in this realm or the next state.
In life or death, I am the force beyond compare,
Half-beast, half-man, a creature that's beyond all care,
A predator that lurks within the dark,
Ready to strike, to leave its own historic mark.
I am a bearer of pain, a bringer of despair,
A chosen one to gather souls, to condition them with fear,
To dictate their eternal...
#dark
#death
#evil
#scary
#horror
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6 Comments
Mrblack616
MrBlack
MrBlack
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:15pm
Yesterday 1:15pm
Halloween Michael Myers
From the shadows he emerges, with a sinister grin and cold, dead eyes,
Michael Myers, the harbinger of death, the king of Halloween's gruesome surprise.
His soul, awash with darkness, his heart clothed in ice,
He stalks his prey with silent intent, in search of his latest sacrifice.
For he is the embodiment of terror, a force beyond all measure,
A killing machine that knows no mercy, no repentant pleasure.
With every step he takes, the darkness grows ever stronger,
His bloodied blade, the instrument that makes his...
Michael Myers, the harbinger of death, the king of Halloween's gruesome surprise.
His soul, awash with darkness, his heart clothed in ice,
He stalks his prey with silent intent, in search of his latest sacrifice.
For he is the embodiment of terror, a force beyond all measure,
A killing machine that knows no mercy, no repentant pleasure.
With every step he takes, the darkness grows ever stronger,
His bloodied blade, the instrument that makes his...
#dark
#death
#evil
#Halloween
#horror
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2 Comments
ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:01am
Yesterday 4:01am
Death of a Saint
I stopped in a forest for rest
A short respite from my taxing test
Tapestry of fate, my stitching is stressed
Braving foul foes amidst my glorious quest
Battered blades clash in exuberant dueling
The sound of steel sings, increasingly fueling
He is one with his sword, ultimate and ruling
The battle is his, and his efforts oh so grueling
His opponent lay dead, yet his honor he shan't taint
The noble knight met his fate, at the hands of "The Sword Saint"
His intentions are clear, the Saint's integrity is no feint ...
A short respite from my taxing test
Tapestry of fate, my stitching is stressed
Braving foul foes amidst my glorious quest
Battered blades clash in exuberant dueling
The sound of steel sings, increasingly fueling
He is one with his sword, ultimate and ruling
The battle is his, and his efforts oh so grueling
His opponent lay dead, yet his honor he shan't taint
The noble knight met his fate, at the hands of "The Sword Saint"
His intentions are clear, the Saint's integrity is no feint ...
#dark
#conflict
#death
#rebirth
#SelfReflection
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4 Comments
Mrblack616
MrBlack
MrBlack
Poem Published
20th Mar 2023 11:17pm
20th Mar 2023 11:17pm
Friday the 13th
Camp Crystal Lake on this fateful day,
Echoes with the voice of death in his deadly way.
Oh Jason Voorhees, the legend of the night,
Spreading fear and terror in the pale moonlight.
His heart, colder than any winter storm,
His soul, like the darkest of shadows, a wicked, twisting form.
The very air around him suffocates with dread,
As he lurks and waits, in the place where the innocent have bled.
His machete, his trusted weapon, is cradled in his hand,
Blood-stained and deadly, a symbol of his...
Echoes with the voice of death in his deadly way.
Oh Jason Voorhees, the legend of the night,
Spreading fear and terror in the pale moonlight.
His heart, colder than any winter storm,
His soul, like the darkest of shadows, a wicked, twisting form.
The very air around him suffocates with dread,
As he lurks and waits, in the place where the innocent have bled.
His machete, his trusted weapon, is cradled in his hand,
Blood-stained and deadly, a symbol of his...
#dark
#death
#evil
#scary
#horror
32 reads
1 Comment
Dre_k47
DreJames
DreJames
Poem Published
20th Mar 2023 3:03am
20th Mar 2023 3:03am
Mi Dead To Bloodcleet
My dear family, my time is near,
So I'll write this poem with love and cheer.
Don't cry for me, but remember with smiles,
The moments we shared, the laughs and trials.
My body may rest beneath the ground,
But my spirit will forever be around.
So live your lives with happiness and light,
And know that I'm with you day and night.
Farewell for now, but not forever,
We'll reunite in joy and pleasure.
Until then, let memories be your guide,
And let love and laughter be your constant tide.
So I'll write this poem with love and cheer.
Don't cry for me, but remember with smiles,
The moments we shared, the laughs and trials.
My body may rest beneath the ground,
But my spirit will forever be around.
So live your lives with happiness and light,
And know that I'm with you day and night.
Farewell for now, but not forever,
We'll reunite in joy and pleasure.
Until then, let memories be your guide,
And let love and laughter be your constant tide.
#anxiety
#dark
#death
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0 Comments
Mrblack616
MrBlack
MrBlack
Poem Published
19th Mar 2023 00:42am
19th Mar 2023 00:42am
Black Death 1666
In days gone by, when chaos reigned
And plague stalked through the land,
The Grim Reaper's scythe did sway
A weapon in his bony hand.
The Black Death cast a shadow bright
Across the world's fair face,
And none were safe from its cruel might,
None in any place.
And yet, amidst the turmoil grim
Another played his part,
A vampire stalked the shadows dim
With grace and deadly art.
1666 was the year
When London was aflame,
And even as the flames drew near
The vampire roamed untamed.
While others...
And plague stalked through the land,
The Grim Reaper's scythe did sway
A weapon in his bony hand.
The Black Death cast a shadow bright
Across the world's fair face,
And none were safe from its cruel might,
None in any place.
And yet, amidst the turmoil grim
Another played his part,
A vampire stalked the shadows dim
With grace and deadly art.
1666 was the year
When London was aflame,
And even as the flames drew near
The vampire roamed untamed.
While others...
#death
#evil
#scary
#vampires
#horror
47 reads
1 Comment
Mrblack616
MrBlack
MrBlack
Poem Published
18th Mar 2023 8:30am
18th Mar 2023 8:30am
The Time I Met Jack The Ripper
In the deep, dark alleys of Whitechapel,
Where the mist creeps low and the shadows play,
A figure lurks, feared and deadly,
A killer known by the name of Jack the Ripper.
I, as a creature of the night,
Roamed these very streets with the same thrill of the kill.
The mere mention of his name sent shivers down my spine,
A being akin to me, yet different in their way of time.
The scent of blood forever in the air,
Darkness lingers, where he left his lair,
A feeling of existence, somewhere,
I knew deep in my...
Where the mist creeps low and the shadows play,
A figure lurks, feared and deadly,
A killer known by the name of Jack the Ripper.
I, as a creature of the night,
Roamed these very streets with the same thrill of the kill.
The mere mention of his name sent shivers down my spine,
A being akin to me, yet different in their way of time.
The scent of blood forever in the air,
Darkness lingers, where he left his lair,
A feeling of existence, somewhere,
I knew deep in my...
#dark
#death
#vampires
48 reads
10 Comments
Mrblack616
MrBlack
MrBlack
Poem Published
18th Mar 2023 8:01am
18th Mar 2023 8:01am
A Vampire's Night
In the streets of Victorian England,
Where cobbled roads led to dark den,
The night was thick with a certain fright,
As blood on the streets set sight.
The undead roamed the town with ease,
Drinking the blood of the living with their expertise,
Their eyes aglow with a crimson gleam,
Signaling their hunt for the mortal dream.
Amidst the darkness and foggy air,
There lies an ancient vampire's lair,
Where abomination brews and cruelty abounds,
And fair mortals are taken down.
Within the shadows of this cursed land, ...
Where cobbled roads led to dark den,
The night was thick with a certain fright,
As blood on the streets set sight.
The undead roamed the town with ease,
Drinking the blood of the living with their expertise,
Their eyes aglow with a crimson gleam,
Signaling their hunt for the mortal dream.
Amidst the darkness and foggy air,
There lies an ancient vampire's lair,
Where abomination brews and cruelty abounds,
And fair mortals are taken down.
Within the shadows of this cursed land, ...
#dark
#death
#vampires
52 reads
6 Comments
MartenHoyle
Poem Published
17th Mar 2023 3:49am
17th Mar 2023 3:49am
The Vampire
The Vampire”
I am ready to be sick again…I am ready to rise
From the coffin in the ground you have cursed.
You’re a sepsis in my brain, your seed within my veins.
I’m ready to wake, wake up next to you hating life—
Please let me cross the threshold. You can say it’s all my fault,
I will bear the blame like a second brain—
Your thoughts speaking in place of pins and needles—
I’m ready to wake, wake to your nightmares
And never sleep again, even when the sun destroys me.
I just want to be near you—as close as we can be—
—as close as...
I am ready to be sick again…I am ready to rise
From the coffin in the ground you have cursed.
You’re a sepsis in my brain, your seed within my veins.
I’m ready to wake, wake up next to you hating life—
Please let me cross the threshold. You can say it’s all my fault,
I will bear the blame like a second brain—
Your thoughts speaking in place of pins and needles—
I’m ready to wake, wake to your nightmares
And never sleep again, even when the sun destroys me.
I just want to be near you—as close as we can be—
—as close as...
#love
#lust
#death
#vampires
#passion
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
17th Mar 2023 3:48am
17th Mar 2023 3:48am
Told in the Sea
Told in the Sea”
I have run through oceans with my arms wide—
Hoping to find you past the waters.
Sunlight kissed by rumor of the storm clouds,
Finds you sailing by my drowning promise—
I can’t see you as the depths surround me,
Taking endless seas into my lungs, I am dying
As I believe in the distant island’s sands of glass
Where the waves shall guide me hence to you
As you are passing to the shores I’ve left behind me…
I hear the seabirds, who are singing overhead—
And I believe they sing to me of the endless summer ...
I have run through oceans with my arms wide—
Hoping to find you past the waters.
Sunlight kissed by rumor of the storm clouds,
Finds you sailing by my drowning promise—
I can’t see you as the depths surround me,
Taking endless seas into my lungs, I am dying
As I believe in the distant island’s sands of glass
Where the waves shall guide me hence to you
As you are passing to the shores I’ve left behind me…
I hear the seabirds, who are singing overhead—
And I believe they sing to me of the endless summer ...
#sadness
#love
#dark
#death
#despair
46 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Mar 2023 00:00am
17th Mar 2023 00:00am
A Mother Grieves
A Mother Grieves
dark angel consumed by goth fires of grief
Hidden deep in the camouflage
Of a searing brand
That burns the forever
Of perdition’s flames
Where her daughter’s casket lies
Heaped under Mom’s earthy tears
That rage against cruel fate
Of drunken murder on that highway
That swallowed her dreams
Like Jonah’s whale
But burning flesh
And petroleum fumes
The embalming of deathly silence
In mother’s heart lost to the quiet
When unholy mantras fill the night
With the wail of a...
dark angel consumed by goth fires of grief
Hidden deep in the camouflage
Of a searing brand
That burns the forever
Of perdition’s flames
Where her daughter’s casket lies
Heaped under Mom’s earthy tears
That rage against cruel fate
Of drunken murder on that highway
That swallowed her dreams
Like Jonah’s whale
But burning flesh
And petroleum fumes
The embalming of deathly silence
In mother’s heart lost to the quiet
When unholy mantras fill the night
With the wail of a...
#anger
#grief
#mother
#death
#daughter
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Mrblack616
MrBlack
MrBlack
Poem Published
16th Mar 2023 11:52pm
16th Mar 2023 11:52pm
Vampires past
Gather, my kin, and hear my call
For I have tales to spin, both dark and tall
Of times when our kind roamed the earth
In days of thorn, when death held greater worth
The era, it was Victorian, dark and drear
Our shadows cast a pall, and fed on pale fear
We prowled the streets, with eyes like coals
In search of prey to sate our hungry souls
Amidst the bustle of mortal life, we hid
For those who saw us knew not what we did
They whispered of us, in hushed tones and dread
For they knew all too well, what...
For I have tales to spin, both dark and tall
Of times when our kind roamed the earth
In days of thorn, when death held greater worth
The era, it was Victorian, dark and drear
Our shadows cast a pall, and fed on pale fear
We prowled the streets, with eyes like coals
In search of prey to sate our hungry souls
Amidst the bustle of mortal life, we hid
For those who saw us knew not what we did
They whispered of us, in hushed tones and dread
For they knew all too well, what...
#dark
#death
#vampires #DeepUndergroundPoetry
#vampires #DeepUndergroundPoetry
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6 Comments
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