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.
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
27th Sep 2020 4:58am
27th Sep 2020 4:58am
St. Oscar of Octagon Preys for Piece
poor dear Jackie jack'ass got all
entangled in
the war with post-modern
suburbia.
It was a Pitiful Situation, indeed.
It wasn't sup'posed to happen that way,
But you Know that what you thought was
not worth the air expelled to blurt
it out, We shoulda tore up them
masters degrees and postal ballots, and danced in the
end'zone after making such a game-changing, (Hail Mary toss), score.
(My) family is trailing behind (me) with spy-glasses
under their sun-glasses, and micro'scopes ...
entangled in
the war with post-modern
suburbia.
It was a Pitiful Situation, indeed.
It wasn't sup'posed to happen that way,
But you Know that what you thought was
not worth the air expelled to blurt
it out, We shoulda tore up them
masters degrees and postal ballots, and danced in the
end'zone after making such a game-changing, (Hail Mary toss), score.
(My) family is trailing behind (me) with spy-glasses
under their sun-glasses, and micro'scopes ...
#happiness
#hope
#evil
#faith
#monsters
31 reads
7 Comments
TheMonsterfromHe11
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 5:46pm
26th Sep 2020 5:46pm
Cockroaches
I find certain people to be have similarities to small insect pests, such as the common house hold nuisances like cockroaches.
They may be small, insignificant even to larger more damaging vermin like rats to perishable goods in ones home. And the overall longevity to ones health more than different possibly life threatening disease ridden vermin.
But if you leave cockroaches unchecked for too long, they fester to larger groups. Procreate more tiny disease ridden creatures. I suppose in some cases, quantity can be even worse than quality.
They eat away at...
They may be small, insignificant even to larger more damaging vermin like rats to perishable goods in ones home. And the overall longevity to ones health more than different possibly life threatening disease ridden vermin.
But if you leave cockroaches unchecked for too long, they fester to larger groups. Procreate more tiny disease ridden creatures. I suppose in some cases, quantity can be even worse than quality.
They eat away at...
#regret
#family
#evil
#scary
#suffering
31 reads
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 1:16am
25th Sep 2020 1:16am
spikes of delirium~with the wicked Adagio
Sometimes a long shadow whispers
hiding it's dark head in my mind
echoing obscurity growing on vine
as my quill serenades my opine
the darkness intent on expression
sends spikes through my thoughts to inspire
the soulless wanderer enters the solemn corridor
inviting me to walk deeper into the madness
awaiting is a strange calm hibernating in my corpse
on a long winter's night shaking ashes from the urn
careful to feast lest I be feast on
hiding it's dark head in my mind
echoing obscurity growing on vine
as my quill serenades my opine
the darkness intent on expression
sends spikes through my thoughts to inspire
the soulless wanderer enters the solemn corridor
inviting me to walk deeper into the madness
awaiting is a strange calm hibernating in my corpse
on a long winter's night shaking ashes from the urn
careful to feast lest I be feast on
#dark
#death
#evil
49 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
24th Sep 2020 11:48pm
24th Sep 2020 11:48pm
Spikes Of Delirium--with Crimsin
Sometimes a long shadow whispers
hiding it's dark head in my mind
echoing obscurity growing on vine
as my quill serenades my opine
the darkness intent on expression
sends spikes through my thoughts to inspire
the soulless wanderer enters the solemn corridor
inviting me to walk deeper into the madness
awaiting is a strange calm hibernating in my corpse
on a long winter's night shaking ashes from the urn
careful to feast lest I be feast on
hiding it's dark head in my mind
echoing obscurity growing on vine
as my quill serenades my opine
the darkness intent on expression
sends spikes through my thoughts to inspire
the soulless wanderer enters the solemn corridor
inviting me to walk deeper into the madness
awaiting is a strange calm hibernating in my corpse
on a long winter's night shaking ashes from the urn
careful to feast lest I be feast on
#dark
#evil
#collaboration
29 reads
6 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2020 8:08pm
23rd Sep 2020 8:08pm
Sacrilegious Psycho'me'try of Sacred Cow Pi Geometry leads to Bovined Encephalopathic Spongiformations
Black Magic
How tragic
Fever, hemorrhagic
burns across your brow
Gored, your Sacred Cow
Learned a hard earned lesson
now didn't you?
Sickness
of a nameless demon
having traveled through
Ouija board from Nether Region
infecting your gourd
Oh, Lord!
How tragic
Fever, hemorrhagic
burns across your brow
Gored, your Sacred Cow
Learned a hard earned lesson
now didn't you?
Sickness
of a nameless demon
having traveled through
Ouija board from Nether Region
infecting your gourd
Oh, Lord!
#dark
#evil
#scary #illness
#scary #illness
85 reads
15 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2020 5:19am
23rd Sep 2020 5:19am
Side-Titty Enthusiast
You don’t talk about
it, you pretend it
never happened and
then keep having these
robotic conversations
about some chick’s
ass crack blurred
out in an ASMR
video you’re
watching to
relax
you
reality is
evil
but the angels in
my life
aren’t
you keep saying all
these words, but it
never helps
nothing ever does
so what use was
the truth?
what are the thoughts
I choose to etch into
digital space?
who are those I ...
it, you pretend it
never happened and
then keep having these
robotic conversations
about some chick’s
ass crack blurred
out in an ASMR
video you’re
watching to
relax
you
reality is
evil
but the angels in
my life
aren’t
you keep saying all
these words, but it
never helps
nothing ever does
so what use was
the truth?
what are the thoughts
I choose to etch into
digital space?
who are those I ...
#technology
#evil
#angels
#food
#dialogue
52 reads
4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
21st Sep 2020 5:55pm
21st Sep 2020 5:55pm
The Virus
These events as of late has been preparing the world for my return
Baal has been torturing me over and over watching me burn
But I've been promised to be the first allowed through the fucking gates
Baal said only if this time you brought even more pain delivering their fate
But as soon as he said it he realized that it was a silly request
Mentality believes in the punishment of the flesh to lay the spirit to rest
I want it to lay down, roll over, and become like putty in my hands
So Baal tortures me with promises of a possible release under his command...
Baal has been torturing me over and over watching me burn
But I've been promised to be the first allowed through the fucking gates
Baal said only if this time you brought even more pain delivering their fate
But as soon as he said it he realized that it was a silly request
Mentality believes in the punishment of the flesh to lay the spirit to rest
I want it to lay down, roll over, and become like putty in my hands
So Baal tortures me with promises of a possible release under his command...
#dark
#death
#evil
33 reads
2 Comments
Kay777
Poem Published
21st Sep 2020 5:48pm
21st Sep 2020 5:48pm
Uninvited Visitor
Late one night I awoke from a frightfully alarming dream
Satan appeared at the foot of my bed with a wild eyed horrendous gleam
Taking you to hell I am, there's nothing you can do
He quoted the Bible perfectly although scripture was misconstrued
I replied almost instantly with no sign of hesitation
Covered by the blood I am
For the Lord I have sheer adoration
A look of pure hatred upon his face
Hostility in his voice
If you'll bow down to me I'll give you your dreams
You need only to make the choice
There is only...
Satan appeared at the foot of my bed with a wild eyed horrendous gleam
Taking you to hell I am, there's nothing you can do
He quoted the Bible perfectly although scripture was misconstrued
I replied almost instantly with no sign of hesitation
Covered by the blood I am
For the Lord I have sheer adoration
A look of pure hatred upon his face
Hostility in his voice
If you'll bow down to me I'll give you your dreams
You need only to make the choice
There is only...
#evil
#God
#Christian
33 reads
0 Comments
Jezkeebs
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 9:42pm
20th Sep 2020 9:42pm
Ghoul
I appear
When fear is near
Clinging to shadowed walls
You know I'm there
I'm bloated
Thin skin slime coated
Many limbs sprawled
Sensing fear emotive
Blindly creeping
Terror weeping
I feed through jaggard maul
A nightmare never sleeping
Everywhere
Silent vibrations in the air
Of horror and deathfall
Led me here
Now I stare
At all of you with a glare
Evil eye of the ghoul
Who will eat your fear
When fear is near
Clinging to shadowed walls
You know I'm there
I'm bloated
Thin skin slime coated
Many limbs sprawled
Sensing fear emotive
Blindly creeping
Terror weeping
I feed through jaggard maul
A nightmare never sleeping
Everywhere
Silent vibrations in the air
Of horror and deathfall
Led me here
Now I stare
At all of you with a glare
Evil eye of the ghoul
Who will eat your fear
#dark
#dreams
#evil
#nightmares
#fear
46 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 8:49am
20th Sep 2020 8:49am
Charlatans
(Radix malorum est cupiditas)
For the love of money…
Men have sold their souls
Men have told lies to reach their goals
For riches and fame
To cheat at the game
Men fight to have
More money
More power
And with it,
More control
But what’s even more appalling
Is that some will say they have a calling
From the Almighty…
(Dollar)
And they will holler
From the pulpit saying the most high
Has commanded they live with wealth
See the gospel of prosperity is a pyramid scheme ...
For the love of money…
Men have sold their souls
Men have told lies to reach their goals
For riches and fame
To cheat at the game
Men fight to have
More money
More power
And with it,
More control
But what’s even more appalling
Is that some will say they have a calling
From the Almighty…
(Dollar)
And they will holler
From the pulpit saying the most high
Has commanded they live with wealth
See the gospel of prosperity is a pyramid scheme ...
#corruption
#evil
#religion
#money
#greed
76 reads
13 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
19th Sep 2020 5:38pm
19th Sep 2020 5:38pm
A Pale Roux
A pale roux of the dead along with a trinity bubbling away in a pot
All intended to simmer away a menage of human livers, kidneys, and hearts
This one was so worth the fucking killing, so many times over
A total health fanatic, I could tell by looking those internal organs over
The aroma was flowing through the house, up and down the block
Passerbys slowed their steps savoring the air, but I have all doors locked
While this little stew is bubbling away, I reminisce on how this little rabbit was caught
Hahaha after some seductive conversations, a...
All intended to simmer away a menage of human livers, kidneys, and hearts
This one was so worth the fucking killing, so many times over
A total health fanatic, I could tell by looking those internal organs over
The aroma was flowing through the house, up and down the block
Passerbys slowed their steps savoring the air, but I have all doors locked
While this little stew is bubbling away, I reminisce on how this little rabbit was caught
Hahaha after some seductive conversations, a...
#dark
#death
#evil #food
#evil #food
42 reads
7 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
19th Sep 2020 5:34pm
19th Sep 2020 5:34pm
Protesting Munchies
Pieces of titties and pussies scattered all about the floor
I've got a semi erection but I just can't eat any more
Hahaha the stench is smothering, the walls are painted with blood and shit
I'm going back through these fucking purses for an over looked hit
All up in the corner prying one bag out of a bitches hands
She's twenty-four hours dead and I still can't get that purse out of that hand
Clutched in some death defying grip this shit had better have money in it
It took a sledgehammer and a crowbar to get the money and those fucking hits ...
I've got a semi erection but I just can't eat any more
Hahaha the stench is smothering, the walls are painted with blood and shit
I'm going back through these fucking purses for an over looked hit
All up in the corner prying one bag out of a bitches hands
She's twenty-four hours dead and I still can't get that purse out of that hand
Clutched in some death defying grip this shit had better have money in it
It took a sledgehammer and a crowbar to get the money and those fucking hits ...
#dark
#death
#evil
43 reads
4 Comments
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