ThePalestRider
Poem Published
Today 4:05am
Today 4:05am
A One Eyed Horse
Over lanes I tread
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmers field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
Neath a black sky, a dead moon overhead
Aye, naught but the dead
Naught but rocks and runes instead
Out by yon farmers field
Walketh one apart from the rest
From it the others peeled
A horse, an unholy crest
On a rocky road by the wall
Where the cattle oft do graze
Cometh a horse black and tall
And meeteth my nervous gaze
Lo, struck am I with the smell of rot
And the visage of blighted skin
This thing from Hell begot
Decaying deep within
It whispereth through dread lips ...
#dark
#evil
#horror
#horses
#night
14 reads
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 5:52am
19th Nov 2024 5:52am
Elias's incantations from the Grimoire - part of the fictional prose, "Reflections of the Summoned"
Elias spoke out loudly and called out to the netherworld, I call upon thee,
Bael, the King of Secrets,
to leave your thrown amidst the high court,
and to come forth,
grant me knowledge beyond my mortal grasp.
Echoes of Ars Goetia
In the tongue of the Unheard,
words spiral, not for mortals' comprehension,
but for shadows, caught in unseen threads.
From the roots of the Earth, I summon,
binding syllables like iron chains:
Tarzemet salforen quirel. ...
Bael, the King of Secrets,
to leave your thrown amidst the high court,
and to come forth,
grant me knowledge beyond my mortal grasp.
Echoes of Ars Goetia
In the tongue of the Unheard,
words spiral, not for mortals' comprehension,
but for shadows, caught in unseen threads.
From the roots of the Earth, I summon,
binding syllables like iron chains:
Tarzemet salforen quirel. ...
#devil
#evil
#fiction
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adagio
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 00:48am
19th Nov 2024 00:48am
Jack
In a veiled chamber of decadent soul
of a pendulum's hypnotic rhapsody
played by the Whitechapel Ripper
a melody of poetic seduction
of a dark obsession spiraling
falling into the pit of insanity
confessing to a shadow incognito
in a veiled chamber of decadent soul
of a pendulum's hypnotic rhapsody
played by the Whitechapel Ripper
a melody of poetic seduction
of a dark obsession spiraling
falling into the pit of insanity
confessing to a shadow incognito
in a veiled chamber of decadent soul
#dark
#evil
#horror
71 reads
4 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 10:34pm
18th Nov 2024 10:34pm
The Hidden Code of Extinction (Cauldron Kill Series)
Born from failed tech support and Faraday matrix light
Through the digital world Lord IF.6 roams like a vampire at night,
Looking and searching for all things with a sinister worth
Mainly, shameful and hidden-giving evil an everyday new birth,
Firewalls, viruses and false updates is what makes Lord IF.6 grow
Keeping Lord IF.6 connected to all and in the know,
Disconnection of any kind will only give limited pause
Lord IF.6 consider himself a digital God beyond all of humanities laws,
The Palace of 0.1 is where Lord...
Through the digital world Lord IF.6 roams like a vampire at night,
Looking and searching for all things with a sinister worth
Mainly, shameful and hidden-giving evil an everyday new birth,
Firewalls, viruses and false updates is what makes Lord IF.6 grow
Keeping Lord IF.6 connected to all and in the know,
Disconnection of any kind will only give limited pause
Lord IF.6 consider himself a digital God beyond all of humanities laws,
The Palace of 0.1 is where Lord...
#evil
#technology
46 reads
2 Comments
RCRayJr
Robert Ray
Robert Ray
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 9:10pm
18th Nov 2024 9:10pm
Song of the Gypsy (I am Evil)
Song Of The Gypsy
By Robert C. Ray Jr.
1)I feel her blood squirting between my teeth. Bones splintering. The taste of her life force and sound of her screams were intoxicating. As I sucked she fell limp. Her trachea? Collapsed, and the arousal became so pleasing, so utterly thrilling that I almost choked. I became supercharged with an undeniable energy. The taste, the screams, what does all of this mean? I only lurk in the moonlight. The song of the Gypsy echoes mysteriously in my dreams. I disappeared into the shadows as her soul left her lifeless body. I am evil.
...
By Robert C. Ray Jr.
1)I feel her blood squirting between my teeth. Bones splintering. The taste of her life force and sound of her screams were intoxicating. As I sucked she fell limp. Her trachea? Collapsed, and the arousal became so pleasing, so utterly thrilling that I almost choked. I became supercharged with an undeniable energy. The taste, the screams, what does all of this mean? I only lurk in the moonlight. The song of the Gypsy echoes mysteriously in my dreams. I disappeared into the shadows as her soul left her lifeless body. I am evil.
...
#dark
#death
#evil #shadows
#evil #shadows
31 reads
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 6:03pm
17th Nov 2024 6:03pm
The Devil and I
He visits every twilight, cloaked in flame
A serpent's whisper veiled by angels name
On the first night, his gift, a golden crown
"Rule the earth," he says, "and cast all down."
But I, unmoved, do turn my cheek
Power fades, and crowns do reek
No throne can hold what is not thine
Be gone, for no kingdom shall be mine.
The second eve, with silver tongue, he came
A chalice brimming, steeped in crimson shame
"Drink," he crooned, "and taste delight
Forget your burdens, embrace the...
A serpent's whisper veiled by angels name
On the first night, his gift, a golden crown
"Rule the earth," he says, "and cast all down."
But I, unmoved, do turn my cheek
Power fades, and crowns do reek
No throne can hold what is not thine
Be gone, for no kingdom shall be mine.
The second eve, with silver tongue, he came
A chalice brimming, steeped in crimson shame
"Drink," he crooned, "and taste delight
Forget your burdens, embrace the...
#dark
#devil
#evil
#night
#religion
45 reads
0 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 5:49pm
17th Nov 2024 5:49pm
A Wrongness In The Room
What's that thing at night
Click click clicking on the floor
The smell of rot and blight
Brimstone odor of kingdoms nevermore
Voice calling from the window sill
A reverberance on the air
If only fright would quickly kill
Relief from a nightmare
Speech of damned mimicry
What could be that thing
Noise which should not be
Silent steps and scratching pangs
Silhouette of unnatural shape
Mocking creation's throne
Visions of murder...
Click click clicking on the floor
The smell of rot and blight
Brimstone odor of kingdoms nevermore
Voice calling from the window sill
A reverberance on the air
If only fright would quickly kill
Relief from a nightmare
Speech of damned mimicry
What could be that thing
Noise which should not be
Silent steps and scratching pangs
Silhouette of unnatural shape
Mocking creation's throne
Visions of murder...
#dark
#death
#evil
#fear
#night
38 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 11:47am
17th Nov 2024 11:47am
Lucifer Loves You, Always!
One day my parents were about to go out for a drive
Satan appeared and said, "one of you must die"
He performed some witchery with his hands
Said something foreign that my parents didn't understand
That night mother saw something as she undressed
Lucifer's mark was burned upon her breast
The next day father was relaxing in the tub
A creature flew in the window, named Beelzebub
Satan arrives in many forms
Not just a man with red devil horns
The creature brought in a recipe for maple walnut fudge
The...
Satan appeared and said, "one of you must die"
He performed some witchery with his hands
Said something foreign that my parents didn't understand
That night mother saw something as she undressed
Lucifer's mark was burned upon her breast
The next day father was relaxing in the tub
A creature flew in the window, named Beelzebub
Satan arrives in many forms
Not just a man with red devil horns
The creature brought in a recipe for maple walnut fudge
The...
#dark
#devil
#evil
#rhyming
#ShortStory
47 reads
8 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 2:08am
17th Nov 2024 2:08am
Debauchery
For the sake of propriety in this age of debauchery
rising from the grave not recognizing myself
modesty has run its course with no time for the
carrion or poetic tea and sympathy and the Ravens
will go hungry in this age of debauchery
rising from the grave not recognizing myself
modesty has run its course with no time for the
carrion or poetic tea and sympathy and the Ravens
will go hungry in this age of debauchery
#evil
#dark
#gothic
75 reads
2 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 3:31pm
16th Nov 2024 3:31pm
Ghash Angmar-ghāsh
Ghash Nazg, Urūk goth snaga
Thrak-lat thrūg thrakatulūk
Durbūrz Angmar, glob mākhnū!
Ash āgulūrz, krimp durz agh dūr
Lūg-glob nātūrz ob bśrz
Burzūm thrāk agh dūmūrz ghash!
Angmar goth-ghāsh ūk lat kālūrz
Lūgūrz agh thrūrz, gimbat thrakat
Būrz Angmar! Burzum tūrz!
Agh krimpatum agh thrākatum, lūg goth dūr
Ash durbatulūk agh krash snaga
Angmar ghash, goth-narūk!
Thrak-lat thrūg thrakatulūk
Durbūrz Angmar, glob mākhnū!
Ash āgulūrz, krimp durz agh dūr
Lūg-glob nātūrz ob bśrz
Burzūm thrāk agh dūmūrz ghash!
Angmar goth-ghāsh ūk lat kālūrz
Lūgūrz agh thrūrz, gimbat thrakat
Būrz Angmar! Burzum tūrz!
Agh krimpatum agh thrākatum, lūg goth dūr
Ash durbatulūk agh krash snaga
Angmar ghash, goth-narūk!
#dark
#evil
#fiction
#hate
#JRRTolkien
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Forcubanlinx
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 8:36pm
14th Nov 2024 8:36pm
Left to Die
Aberration of the dark world
Limbs lost; the pearly white skeleton shows.
Flesh rots, disease spreads, sepsis grows.
Putrid life begins to wither away.
Flies abound; ripped victims lie in pain.
Agony of those who starve, and no one else.
Perpetual suffering until the end
excruciating misery is all they felt.
While decaying stench rises,
the body and soul crumble.
Gore in sight makes the feeble tremble
bodies hacked to death; Life exists no longer.
Bloodied scourge engulfs the air;
mutilation and pestilence, visual of sadistic...
Limbs lost; the pearly white skeleton shows.
Flesh rots, disease spreads, sepsis grows.
Putrid life begins to wither away.
Flies abound; ripped victims lie in pain.
Agony of those who starve, and no one else.
Perpetual suffering until the end
excruciating misery is all they felt.
While decaying stench rises,
the body and soul crumble.
Gore in sight makes the feeble tremble
bodies hacked to death; Life exists no longer.
Bloodied scourge engulfs the air;
mutilation and pestilence, visual of sadistic...
#dark
#death
#evil
#fear
#horror
42 reads
1 Comment
ProudToPlease
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 8:15pm
14th Nov 2024 8:15pm
Please Join My Self-Destruction
#evil
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#lust
#support
34 reads
1 Comment
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