Evil Poems
#evil
Evil poetry to get inside your head. Foul and filthy words, from a vile, dark and evil place. Here you'll find poems about all the evils in the world.
Flowolf
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:26pm
Yesterday 3:26pm
The Horde
Seething black souls, legions rise
At dusk they crawl, they chastise
In the depths of a certain demise
The woes of existence, they feed
Spreading the despair they breed
Dim the light, as worlds will bleed
Indecent thoughts, the wicked come
Heinous brethren, all shall succumb
The vile take over this dying kingdom
Graveyard of evil, thy soul's temptress
For those who hear the call of darkness
The horde is here, beware of it's caress
At dusk they crawl, they chastise
In the depths of a certain demise
The woes of existence, they feed
Spreading the despair they breed
Dim the light, as worlds will bleed
Indecent thoughts, the wicked come
Heinous brethren, all shall succumb
The vile take over this dying kingdom
Graveyard of evil, thy soul's temptress
For those who hear the call of darkness
The horde is here, beware of it's caress
#dark
#death
#evil
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
26th Mar 2020 4:47am
26th Mar 2020 4:47am
In The Darkest Corner
The air is growing thicker
with putrid intoxication
ominous of the unseen visages coming alive
And here I lie awake
in the darkest corner of this cave
as festering maggots try to crawl into my eye
But I am
more distraught and worried
about the abomination that comes ahead
Born of wrath and rage
like bastard pulsing afterbirth
immersed in a rabid viscera bled and bred
I hear it faintly
like gurgling needles from a jar
regurgitating icy slivers and bloody shards ...
with putrid intoxication
ominous of the unseen visages coming alive
And here I lie awake
in the darkest corner of this cave
as festering maggots try to crawl into my eye
But I am
more distraught and worried
about the abomination that comes ahead
Born of wrath and rage
like bastard pulsing afterbirth
immersed in a rabid viscera bled and bred
I hear it faintly
like gurgling needles from a jar
regurgitating icy slivers and bloody shards ...
#anxiety
#dark
#evil
#scary
#nightmares
50 reads
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adagio
Poem Published
25th Mar 2020 2:07pm
25th Mar 2020 2:07pm
Sanctum
In my sanctum of words
of Pharisees and elders
vomiting venom of dark
in a den of vipers
and whores in a harem
with my stinging pen
of debauchery
and my divine trinity
waiting for the equinox
of Pharisees and elders
vomiting venom of dark
in a den of vipers
and whores in a harem
with my stinging pen
of debauchery
and my divine trinity
waiting for the equinox
#dark
#gothic
#evil
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Mogwai
Poem Published
21st Mar 2020 00:34am
21st Mar 2020 00:34am
Eradicate the True Plague
this world is long overdue for depopulation
eradicate
decimate
eliminate
the enemy
human being
one molecule at a time
tearing the immune system asunder
this is your blunder
awaken to a nightmare
feverish dreams are reality
no need to hold back the screams
when the posies bring you to your knees
eliminate
eradicate
fist fuck and annihilate
every evil being
you will receive your payments
in increments of excrement
bail you out of your own...
eradicate
decimate
eliminate
the enemy
human being
one molecule at a time
tearing the immune system asunder
this is your blunder
awaken to a nightmare
feverish dreams are reality
no need to hold back the screams
when the posies bring you to your knees
eliminate
eradicate
fist fuck and annihilate
every evil being
you will receive your payments
in increments of excrement
bail you out of your own...
#death
#evil
#illness #humankind
#illness #humankind
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Xaphan
Poem Published
17th Mar 2020 11:59pm
17th Mar 2020 11:59pm
Oceans Of Fire
On a far away distant shore, he watches the setting sun sink into oceans of fire
Cascading rippling rainbows of colour, from plasma to golden brown, to admire
Ending in waves, it's now the time of the eschaton, as the heat caresses his back
As the conflagrations behind him are the apocalyptic infernos of a nuclear attack
Napalm, pestilence, the plague and what came next was from a nightmare vision
Seen before, but forgotten, as he cursed them all with missiles of ballistic fission
Out of the low desert sun, he created a cataclysmic path, in his Revelations' wake ...
Cascading rippling rainbows of colour, from plasma to golden brown, to admire
Ending in waves, it's now the time of the eschaton, as the heat caresses his back
As the conflagrations behind him are the apocalyptic infernos of a nuclear attack
Napalm, pestilence, the plague and what came next was from a nightmare vision
Seen before, but forgotten, as he cursed them all with missiles of ballistic fission
Out of the low desert sun, he created a cataclysmic path, in his Revelations' wake ...
#evil
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da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
17th Mar 2020 10:52pm
17th Mar 2020 10:52pm
Ignoring D'evils
Hearing no evil, speaking no evil, & seeing no evil
Creates masses of deaf, dumb, blind & mute people
While the political do illegal things behind the scenes
Mentally conditioning like Pavlov via movie screens
Fearmongering & warmongering; making abominable things seem cool
Adding insult to injury, they're injecting it into the curriculum of schools
Indoctrinating a mindset & lifestyle they hope that they emulate
Welcome to the days & times of long lines making America great
They mistake what you say as hate...
Creates masses of deaf, dumb, blind & mute people
While the political do illegal things behind the scenes
Mentally conditioning like Pavlov via movie screens
Fearmongering & warmongering; making abominable things seem cool
Adding insult to injury, they're injecting it into the curriculum of schools
Indoctrinating a mindset & lifestyle they hope that they emulate
Welcome to the days & times of long lines making America great
They mistake what you say as hate...
#war
#evil
#America
#illness
#manipulation
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2 Comments
Xaphan
Poem Published
17th Mar 2020 1:14pm
17th Mar 2020 1:14pm
Low Desert Sun
Low desert sun, casts his empty shadow forward, as if to show him the way
Obligingly guiding him, across the land of the lost, beyond the break of day
Wandering away from all humanity, in a sackcloth hood for a leper's crown
Delirious with visions of the desert metropolis as purified as the ghost town
Eventide through night revives him, as he trips in sand, for his flesh is weak
Safely hidden, beneath the stars, to tend the rancid flesh on his rotting feet
Endless darkened dreams infuse him with wanion, as he peels away his skin
Revealing the corrupted...
Obligingly guiding him, across the land of the lost, beyond the break of day
Wandering away from all humanity, in a sackcloth hood for a leper's crown
Delirious with visions of the desert metropolis as purified as the ghost town
Eventide through night revives him, as he trips in sand, for his flesh is weak
Safely hidden, beneath the stars, to tend the rancid flesh on his rotting feet
Endless darkened dreams infuse him with wanion, as he peels away his skin
Revealing the corrupted...
#evil
30 reads
Xaphan
Poem Published
17th Mar 2020 12:58pm
17th Mar 2020 12:58pm
The Ghost Town
Time has stopped, for those who lived there, they were born to die
He therefore wanders, like a starving jackal, beneath the desert sky
Every rotten door he knocked on, crumbled, hinges seized with rust
Guarding the secrets within, for outside there was only swirling dust
He'd passed through before, but was repelled by their crude aspersions
Ousted back into the wastelands, as they prayed behind closed curtains
Seared by the low desert sun, his misguided life became insanely vague
The only memory that was certain, was he cursed them with the plague ...
He therefore wanders, like a starving jackal, beneath the desert sky
Every rotten door he knocked on, crumbled, hinges seized with rust
Guarding the secrets within, for outside there was only swirling dust
He'd passed through before, but was repelled by their crude aspersions
Ousted back into the wastelands, as they prayed behind closed curtains
Seared by the low desert sun, his misguided life became insanely vague
The only memory that was certain, was he cursed them with the plague ...
#evil
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Candid_Cam
Candid Cam
Candid Cam
Poem Published
16th Mar 2020 11:45pm
16th Mar 2020 11:45pm
Dear Corona
Please don't kill em all
Yes they've done wrong
But they still don't deserve
Yes they've done wrong
But they still don't deserve
#evil
#scary
#fear
45 reads
1 Comment
Xaphan
Poem Published
16th Mar 2020 2:22pm
16th Mar 2020 2:22pm
1 Corinthians 10:20, 21
1 night, tonight, 10:20 pm and 21 seconds past
Can you see him now? He's of an unearthly caste
Oh desolate Heaven, in awe, let Jehovah witness
Rapt by the dark alluring of this Allhallows sickness
In the macabre dancing flames of the pumpkin heads
Nothing's alive, but fear and where our insanity treads
Taking us to the black mass altar, to await the demon
He who rises from the inferno, he is Hell's Amaymon
In Corinthian fables, with the unholy, we cannot sup
And come Allhallows, there can only be Jehovah's cup
Now's the time to turn our backs...
Can you see him now? He's of an unearthly caste
Oh desolate Heaven, in awe, let Jehovah witness
Rapt by the dark alluring of this Allhallows sickness
In the macabre dancing flames of the pumpkin heads
Nothing's alive, but fear and where our insanity treads
Taking us to the black mass altar, to await the demon
He who rises from the inferno, he is Hell's Amaymon
In Corinthian fables, with the unholy, we cannot sup
And come Allhallows, there can only be Jehovah's cup
Now's the time to turn our backs...
#evil
#Halloween
#religion
28 reads
Phantom2426
Poem Published
11th Mar 2020 4:36am
11th Mar 2020 4:36am
Hell Upon Outcast
Outcast is in pain
He wants revenge
Tried of Loner's games
Because Loner is a
FUCKING COWARD
Who walks away
from life and family
While Outcast is
Out for Loner's blood
Outcast is going insane
Blood needs to be spilled
For Peace
He wants revenge
Tried of Loner's games
Because Loner is a
FUCKING COWARD
Who walks away
from life and family
While Outcast is
Out for Loner's blood
Outcast is going insane
Blood needs to be spilled
For Peace
#dark
#death
#evil
#revenge
#emotions
65 reads
11 Comments
Phantom2426
Poem Published
11th Mar 2020 4:28am
11th Mar 2020 4:28am
Ritual of the Outcast
Outcast is lost
Inside of himself
He wants to drink
the Loner's blood
But the Loner
must die
In order for the
outcast to
drink the
Loner's blood
To give him
Peace of Mind
Inside of himself
He wants to drink
the Loner's blood
But the Loner
must die
In order for the
outcast to
drink the
Loner's blood
To give him
Peace of Mind
#dark
#death
#evil
#peace
#emotions
56 reads
5 Comments
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